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Borolin: Sorry you don't like this story, but no-one is making you read it. Also, HARRY IS DARK! Why erase there memories, when u can kill to birds with one stone? Also if they did, I would have no plot! XP

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A/N: Yeah.. I kinda forgot about this story… oops! XD but here it is second chapter! Thanks to my beta Kat! Love Ya! XD Hope you enjoy! Oh BTW I'm open to suggestion!

With a thud Ronald Weasley landed on a cold stone floor, his sister and Harry landing beside him. Looking around the room made him want to wet his pants. The room was a chamber, but not just any kind of chamber. One wall was lined with blood-stained chains, dangling from the grey rocks, the next wall held whips of various lengths, as well as small daggers, needles and other objects that would make any sane man run and never return. In the centre of the room sat the most horrific thing Ron had ever seen. It truth it was nothing more than a wooden table, but the years of blood had stained it and the leather straps added as restraints had made it seem like the perfect centre piece in a medieval torture chamber.

'What the hell.' he muttered, running his hands though his hair, wondering who would have a room like this. It was then he remembered his companions. 'Ginny, Harry, are you guy okay?' Ron asked reaching for his wand, only to find himself defenseless. 'Shit, my wand's gone. Have you guys got yours?'

'No, mine's missing' Replied Ginny. 'What about you Harry? Are you okay?' Ginny asked fretting over her boyfriend.

'Its not him you should be worried about,' answered a voice. All three occupants turned towards the voice, which had come from the shadows in the corner of the room.

'Who are you?' Asked Ginny. Not noticing Harry moving behind them, towards the voice, his wand in hand, pointed at their backs.

'Why Ginerva, have you forgotten me already? It's only been three years.' replied the voice.

'Tom.' Ginny muttered in disbelief.

'In the flesh.' Replied Tom Riddle, more commonly known as lord Voldemort, as he stepped into the light, reviling, not the snake faced man Ron had expected, but a younger, more handsome version. This tom riddle looked like he had inside the chamber, only ten or so years older and a more sinister facial structure. 'Glad I'm not so easily forgot. How are you Miss Weasley?'

'What do you want? Why have you brought us here?' Ginny screamed. The fear was evident in her voice.

'Because you two have seen to much.' Replied Harry, moving over to stand beside Riddle. 'And we can't have you running off to old Dumbledork, now can we?' Smirked Harry.

'Your… you… no.' Ron babbled shaking his head in disbelief.

'Harry, what are you doing? That's Voldemort, get away from him!' Screamed Ginny. She missed the obvious and ran towards Harry. She was only a step away from him when she felt an impact on her stomach.

'Decipio.' Shouted Harry, sending Ginny back into the wall, where she was restrained by the chains. 'Don't touch me, you filthy Weasley!'

'No-one talks about my sister like that!' Ron yelled, charging at Harry. He too was sent flying and restrained by the smaller wizard.

'Well done Potter,' Riddle smirked. 'It seems your training is paying off.'

'I learn from the best.' Replied Harry, returning The Dark Lord's smirk and moving to sit on the blooded table, he wanted a good set for the events to come.

'Well what are we going to do with them, now we got then all tired up?' Asked Riddle, walking towards his captives. He really did enjoy watching them squirm. 'We could A.K. them, but where's the fun in that? Standard torching has become such a bore... A poison could work.'

'No, Severus doesn't have any left in stock and it takes at least a month to make the good ones.' informed Harry.

'Oh, what a pity.' replied the dark lord. His attention turned to Ginny, noticed that the Weasley girl had stopped whimpering 'What do you think Ginerva?'

'I think you should go to hell, Tom.' Replied Ginny her face showing no emotion. This puzzled The Dark Lord. Normally the girl couldn't hide an emotion to save her life, but now…

'Decipio.' Riddle shouted sending Harry towards the wall next Ron. Harry began to protest, but was stopped with a stare from riddle telling him to play along. Riddle turned back towards the girl.

'Who are you?' Tom asked the girl.

'Ginny Weasley.' The girl replied, still with no emotion.

'I am no fool. Nor am I blind, now answer me, who are you?' Riddle inquired, his voice calm, yet threatening.

The girl laughed. 'You're smarter than I remember, Riddle.' Smirked the girl. 'Not the same boy I taught all those years ago.'

'Dumbledore.' Tom hissed. 'What have you been doing?'

'I could ask you the same Tom, kidnapping my students.'

'At least I don't use the Pignus curse on them as you do, sick bastard! Amoveo.' Riddle bellowed, sent the vibrant purple curse at Ginny's possessed body. For a moment nothing happened. Then suddenly Ginny started screaming as I dark blue light shot out of her chest and towards the sky, causing the young girl to pass out.

'Solvo.' Riddle muttered, effectively releasing Harry and Ginerva from their restrains and straight onto the chamber floor.

'Tom, what just happened?' Harry asked picking himself up of the stone floor, dusting off his robes in the process. The Dark Lord just stared into the distance for a minute, worry evident on his face. Finally, he looked at Harry.

'Pick her up and follow me.' He ordered, leaving Harry to carry the young girl. With a sigh, Harry easily picked up the youngest Weasley and turned toward the door.

'Potter,' Ron hissed at his former best friend, successfully stopping him.

'What do you want, Ron?' Harry asked in an uninterested tone. Not even turning towards his captive.

'If you hurt my sister, I'll kill you.' Snarled Weasley.

'No Ron, I'll kill you. You can be sure of that.' Replied Harry, without even bothering to look at the boy he had been best friends with for seven years. He walked out of the chamber after Tom, carrying an unconscious girl in his arms. Harry sighed. This was turning out to be one of those nights.

Latin Translations:

Decipio: Trap
Spero: Hope
Amoveo: Remove
Solvo: Free

Okay, so what do you think? Please tell me, and don't worry, all that stuff about the Pignus curse and Ginny will be revealed. XD