HARRY POTTER DO NOT OWN. This Takes place is Ginny's 3rd Year.

TEXTParseltongue

'TEXT' Telepathy

TEXT Flashback/thoughts.

TEXT Out of context

"TEXT" some sort of unknown language.

Also, fun joke from the Harry Potter Book 4 my friend and I made up.

"The Avada Kedavra is a spell that requires power behind it." Moody said. "You can all say the incantation out loud right now and I doubt I will get so much as a nosebleed." (This is original text.)

"AVADA KEDAVRA!"

"Argh, my nose!"

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After the day was over, Ginny strolled over to the Restricted Section in the library. Casting an invisibility Charm, she looked at a book on learning how to speak Parseltongue. True, she knew most of the language from Tom Riddle, but she still wanted to learn more. After all, you can't have too much knowledge.

Later…

When she was finished with the book, Ginny promptly threw it back onto its shelve. Today was Christmas, so it wouldn't hurt to go see where her 'lessons' would start.

She told her friends that she would be going to Diagon Alley to buy some school materials, and went to Knockturn Alley instead. She met Borgin in there.

"Good Afternoon," Ginny said. "Borgin."

"It is right down here." Borgin said, and a trapdoor opened up.

"Ginevra," Daimen said, after she had crawled into the damp space. "We have noticed that you have qualities that we are looking for."

"Who is we?" Ginny asked.

"You'll find out in a second, first I want you to concentrate on your Mana."

Ginny did.

"Now, try concentrating on the Mana around the room. It should appear as a yellow wisp."

She did.

"This is human emotion. Try fusing it with your Mana, and bring it into your body."

Surprisingly, Ginny did everything correctly, and a sudden chill was present in the room.

"Ginevra," Daimen said. "I am teaching the Arts of the Dementor."

Ginny didn't flinch or move at all.

"Brave, eh?" Daimen said. "Then I better get back to teaching you."

All through the lesson, Daimen taught Ginny how to steal souls and how to levitate.

"Ginevra…" Daimen said. "Will you join the cult of the Dementors?"

"No." She replied.

"Very well then." Daimen said, calmly.

"Where were you?" asked Ron.

"We've been worried sick!" said Hermione.

"I accidentally got stuck in a store because the owner thought that I stole one of his items." Ginny lied. "But I'm back, anyway."

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When they finally got back to school, they realized that the Second Task for the Triwizard Tournament would be starting today. So, Ginny walked off with Krum and Delacour. People were still envious on how an underaged wizard managed to get their name in the Goblet of Fire.

Today's test was to kill this odd-looking punching-bag thingy. This time, however, Unforgivable Curses were allowed. Apparently, the more 'powerful' curses you shot at it, the shorter amount of time it would take to 'kill' the thing.

Of course, Ginny had no need for them.

Incantatem Shadows! Ginny thought, as Shadows rushed up to her fingers, and she pressed them into the punching bag. Iccio! Lucium! Rakenum Seremonym!

Ginny then took out her Mana-conducting staff and began smacking the punching bag and, surprisingly, it had a great effect. Then, Ginny saw a yellow glow in the air. Without knowing what she was doing, she directed her Mana towards the substance, and it immediately vanished. Suddenly, it grew much colder.

Everyone in the stadium shuddered. What was this feeling? Harry thought that there were dementors invading, and everyone else thought that there was a sudden breeze. It distracted them so much that they didn't even pay close attention to Ginny, who was now smacking the bag furiously after regaining her energy by stealing away human happiness.

She brandished the staff like a sword and a trail of darkness was following it, and she stabbed the bag, finally killing it.

However, Ginny's feeling of accomplishment didn't last long. Shortly afterwards, Death Eaters broke into Hogwarts. Everybody ran back into the dorms, except for Ginny, Harry, the teachers, and other students who thought they could fend off the army of Dark Lord Supporters.

Ginny shot out Dark spells at most of them and held them off while Harry shot powerful Stupefy's to stun them into unconsciousness. Finally, they seemed to be getting tired, and ran away.

Then, a Death Eater performed a spell on Ginny. "Ocio Demendus!" He said, and Ginny's soul came out, broken into little pieces that represented hate, love, envy, and so forth. All of her soul came out, and it fled away.

Then Harry remembered. That dark thing that flew into her mouth during the sorting ceremony. Where is it?

The answer came immediately. Apparently, the Death Eater wanted to steal all of her soul to kill her, but her iris turned red and her pupils to slits and she ripped through his body.

"Obliviate!" She sent the spell to Harry, and she turned into her Animagus Phoenix form and flew away. Harry, who was dazed, only saw a Phoenix flying away.

Ginny immediately started looking for followers. She had planned out everything. They would be the Soul Drinkers, going from Muggle towns to Muggle cities, causing calamity and chaos, along with some luxuries (souls). The Drinkers would be composed of Dementors and wizards/witches who will/have learn(ed) the art of the Dementor. They would each wear a purple ring that, if taken off or stolen, will injure the person/such person who stole the ring. It will be embedded with a magical signature of the person, so a wizard who took Polyjuice Potion could be identified. It was perfect.

Of course, she would have to graduate from Hogwarts first, otherwise the Ministry would find her underage magicks. She sighed, and turned back to the school, making it look like she had just fought a million Death Eaters.

Coincidentally, the second she tried to 'explain' what had happened, the Hogwarts Gates burst open once again. This time, it was evident that the Death Eaters had planned to back themselves up with an army of Vampires.

Once again, the attention turned to Ginny Weasley as she stealthily knocked them out one by one, using the shadows to her advantage. One vampire, probably the leader, turned out to be one who could control Darkness as well.

Ah, you can control the night as well, youthful one? Said the Leader.

Parseltongue, are you? Said Ginny. "AVADA KEDAVRA!" she said. It bounced right off him. "Of course, Vampires are already dead…"

The Leader Vampire shot a jet of black liquid, which looked suspiciously like ink, at Ginny, who vanished it with a flick of her finger (wandless magic) "Evanesco!"

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Woop. Cliffy.