Hi! I figured since some of you think this is a story with great potential, I decided to FINALLY edit it. This is going to be a one-shot though. So please don't expect a lot, as I'm starting completely from scratch.
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Ginny Weasley was running as fast as she could through the chamber. The wind blew through her hair and the hard concrete floor sent sharp pains through her feet as they slammed down on it repeatedly. She looked back to see Tom gaining on her. Tom Riddle. Voldemort.

She tripped and fell to the ground, scraping her legs and hands, and she felt a pain run up her wrist.

"You've been a bad girl, Ginny Weasley." Tom said as he took out his wand from his robe. "Very bad. CRUCIO!" Ginny screamed at the top of her lungs. Her throat was sore from screaming, she could feel the pain from the curse coursing through her body.

"GINNY!" She jolted awake to see her older brothers, Fred and George, looking at her with deep concern in their eyes. She felt the familiar pain in her throat and realized that she had been screaming in real life too, which is what must have attracted the twins.

"What happened?" George asked. Yes, she could tell her own two brothers apart. She let go of a breath she didn't know she was holding before answering.

"Nightmare." Her voice was hoarse from screaming and she sounded like a five year old. She hated sounding so weak, especially in front of her brothers.

"What was it about?" Fred asked her. He and George rubbed circles on her back as she tried to hold back angry and frightful tears.

"Tom… he uh… he was chasing me through the chamber and… he used the torture curse on me…" Ginny told her brothers. They both got grim faces. They hugged her and kissed her head simultaneously.

"He didn't… actually use that curse on you… did he?" George asked her. She shook her head quickly.

"No, I was out cold most of the time." Her answer didn't ease their fears more than half a fraction. They were just glad that the torture curse wasn't used.

"I'll get mum." Fred said while standing up. Ginny's hand shot out and grabbed his arm.

"NO! She'll go bonkers! Please don't tell her!" Ginny begged the older twin. Fred looked back down at her and saw the fear and desperation in her eyes. He sighed and sat back down next to her.

"Alright, Ginny we won't tell mum." George told her.

"Tell mum what?" A voice came from the doorway. They all looked up and saw Bill standing there.

"Bill! What are you doing here?" Ginny asked. Bill gave a half smile and walked into the room.

"I was on my way for a visit, and when I walked through the front door, I noticed two things. One; mum gone, two; you screaming. By the looks of it, though, the twins beat me to you." Bill said as he walked over to her. He sat down and put an arm around her, the twins having removed theirs to make room for their eldest brother.

"Now," Bill said. "Back to my original question; tell mum what?" Ginny sighed and looked at the twins, who nodded.

"I had a nightmare… it's no big deal, really." Ginny said. She tried to get her brother to not worry. She didn't think it worked.

"Gin, a nightmare isn't no big deal. What was it about?" Bill asked her. She sighed again before launching into her explanation. She didn't dare look at his face. She didn't want to see the worry or disappointment.

"Ginny, look at me." Fred told her. She didn't want to look up, but Fred cupped her face in his hands and made her. "None of this is your fault. He, nor us for that matter, are disappointed. Worried; yes, disappointed; no. We would never get disappointed over a nightmare."

"Gin, come on. You know we should tell mum." George said. "She won't go bonkers."

"She doesn't have to know." Ginny argued. "It's just a nightmare. I've had plenty before and I didn't tell anyone."

"Gin, this one made you scream. I've never heard you scream like that, and I never want to ever again." Bill told his little sister.

"Please don't tell mum. It was probably just a one-time thing. Please?" Ginny begged them. She waited in anticipation as the twins and Bill exchanged glances before sighing.

"Fine, Gin." Fred said.

"But on one condition." George told her.

"What condition?"

"If it happens again, you tell mum, or we will." Bill told her sternly.

"Fine." Ginny agreed. It was better than nothing. Her brothers hugged her right before they heard the door downstairs open.

"Ginny, Fred, George! Get down here for breakfast!" They all were up and out of the room before anyone could even blink. The call of food was too strong for anyone to resist.

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Heyyy okay so sorry that wasn't as long as I would have hoped, BUT I really wanted to get this one out there. Actually, I kind of wanted to get it out of the way. It had been sitting in my google docs for about three weeks or longer. Whoops. Anyways, hope you enjoyed! Reviews are love!