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Three weeks. Three fucking weeks Ginny had been cooped up in B&B's around South London. Using what little money she had to ride buses and then using the confundus charm to get free rooms at low key hotels in whatever random place she chose. It was a nightmare.
Ginny had never actually learned to aparate, only being in fifth year. But she understood the primase, visualise where you want to go to and then turn. It was the execution that she was lacking. She had been practicing for two weeks now (ever since she got sick of buses) and so far she had only managed to aparate once without splinching herself and she hadn't even ended up in the right place. Ginny had been intending to aparate from her room, into the hallway, but had actually just ended up in the exact same spot about a foot off the ground. It had shocked her so much that she had not thought about landing correctly and ended up on her arse.
But she was determined to do this and what better way than real life practice? Also she had no choice since she'd run out of money. Luckily she had magic to make or confund everything else, but travel was something she needed to learn sooner rather than later. So Ginny could now be found in the alleyway next to her last hotel focusing so hard that her forehead was creased, as she visualised her proffered destination. It took her three goes but finally, finally she popped into existence 100 metres along the alley. Checking herself over for injuries she let out a noise of triumph and then concentrated for a second and spun only to find herself back in her original place.
"Yes!" Ginny cried out. These three weeks finally felt worth something. She hadn't wanted to take such a long break but she thought it was for the best until the whole 'death' thing blew over. She didn't want to go through all that, just to be found in a day. Ginny hadn't heard anything since the morning after the fire when she'd picked up a paper only to see a picture of herself smiling back. The caption read 'Weasley's devastated after tragic suicide' and the picture had been of her dancing at Bill and Fleur's wedding. Of course they had completely left out the trace being broken, knowing that if people still believed, then they had control left. So Ginny was the only one that knew.
She had also sent Ron, Harry and Hermione a patronus message to let them know that she was in fact alive, but had absolutely no way of knowing whether the message had reached them. She felt ever so lonely already, and it hadn't even been a month. Ginny knew though, she knew she had to be strong now, she had come so far.
With this in mind Ginny concentrated… turned… and opened her eyes to see- a park? For a minute she panicked, but then she turned around to see she had only just over shot her mark by a few hundred feet. She had only seen this place in a travel brochure but it was around the outskirts of London. She had to stay on the move, but so far only stayed around the capital city, trying to find some way to help people. Ginny had seriously over-estimated the amount of people willing to fight back against Voldemort.
Walking around the area she had just arrived in, Ginny disillusioned herself when she came across a supermarket and began to walk through the aisles, stocking up on long-lasting food that wouldn't spoil. She shrunk these items and put them all into her disillusioned back-pack. It was when she was in the toiletry aisle that she had the idea. Ginny had only gone down there to get some new shampoo, but her eyes were captured by a box of vibrant red hair dye. She packed it into her bag and hurriedly left the store.
Sat on her bed for the night, with a book of advanced spells open, Ginny tried not to look at the box. She had taken the book from the restricted section at school, had started before school ended and was already well into it, learning some fairly brutal, but necessary magic. She really had to concentrate on memorising these spells but her gaze kept finding its way back to the box of dye. Screw it, she thought, and threw her wand upon the bed. Getting up, she snatched the box off the bed side table and walked into the bathroom.
Overall she thought this would be a good idea. She needed to change her hair colour because lets face it, she was the first girl in generations and the Weasley hair colour was very recognisable among wizards. It wouldn't be too hard for people to connect the dots, fake death or not. It would also save her from having to apply a glamour charm all the time.
Why vivid red? Ginny was proud of her ginger or 'red' hair, and now she would literally have red hair. Also she wanted something distinguishable, a symbol since she could definitely not show her face. This would her lightning bolt scar, scarlet hair.
Three days later was when Ginny finally came out of hiding, kinda. She was sort of thrown out of it. She had ventured more north and was in a rural town near the sea side. Ginny was the only current guest in this B&B and was rather suddenly awakened by loud crashes and bright lights coming from outside. Alert suddenly, she grabbed her wand off the dresser and hurried to the window. Peering out, she saw several fires in the houses down towards the end of the street and people running out and around them. Littered amongst the people were figures in black robes, donned with the typical death eater masks. The only reason they could be in a muggle village is to cause trouble.
Rushing now, Ginny hurriedly got change into some jeans and jumper, then dug a plain black robe out of her trunk. She then shrunk all of her possessions except this black garment and shoved them into her pocket. Putting on the robes Ginny realised that her face wasn't covered at all. Using a quick severing spell, she cut her hood completely off, and then brought the piece of cloth she was left with up to face and tied it behind her head. Now only her eyes were visible. Aware of the urgent screams drawing closer, Ginny quickly put the finishing touches to her disguise by untying her long, newly scarlet red hair and allowing it to billow down around her.
She aparated clumsily, mid-run into the middle of the street outside and took off towards the group of dark cloaks. She counted 6 figures all spread out from each other, making their way house to house. 3 houses were already on fire and the death eaters were busy having their fun with the occupants. The muggles did not know what had happened before it was too late, Ginny could already see two bodies on the floor but she did not dwell on this as she sent a stinging jinx and a disarming spell at one figure who was using the cruciatus curse on a middle aged man. Before these had even hit their mark Ginny sent a stunning spell at another figure close to the first. Then with a crack that went unnoticed in all noise, she disaparated before anyone had even noticed that two of the dark cloaks had fallen.
From her new vantage point, behind the group, hidden by a stone garden wall, Ginny sent an 'incendio' at one death eaters' robes. The fire took hold in the cool air very quickly, and all eyes were suddenly on him as the man flailed about trying to remove his robe. Once this was done, all four men looked around cautiously for some sign of attack. They obviously weren't high ranking death eaters, Ginny doubted they were even marked, they were nothing on those she had faced before summer.
She decided that were sort of grouped together now, she could maybe get a few in one go. When none of them were looking, she stood up fully from behind the wall and cried, "Bombarda Maxima!".
This sent a powerful burst of light out of her wand directly towards her opponents, who had barely enough to turn towards her before the spell hit the road near all four of them and they were all flung in different directions and showered with tiny pieces of gravel. Ginny stepped out into the street and walked slowly toward the men, two of which seemed unconscious. As she got closer the last two got up looking at her warily and then exchanged a look, then one stepped forward into the middle of the road a few metres away from Ginny, while the other one backed away and went to rouse his friends.
"What do you think you're doing little girl." The man said, his mask having fallen off in the explosion.
"This little girl just took out four of your friends." Ginny retorted, her voice muffled by her makeshift mask.
"They weren't expecting your attack." He replied simply.
"I could say the same about these muggles." She quipped in the same tone, and then whipped her wand up crying, "Stupefy!"
Her foe just managed to bring up his shield in time to avoid this and then immediately shot back a killing curse. Well Ginny may not be as willing to use to unforgivable curses, but she could sure find other ways to be deadly. With a swiping motion Ginny sent out a severing curse which cut a deep gash into his arm and then followed this with a particularly powerful reductor curse and finished with her signature bat-bogey hex. The man literally just dodged the reductor, the evidence of which being a hole in his robes and then threw up a shield at the hex. A blasting curse came Ginny's way but she merely conjured a brick wall for it to destroy and danced away from the debris, flinging her own jet of fire towards the man.
They had barely been fighting a minute when it became apparent that Ginny had the upper hand. Or at least she had a far greater list of spells at her disposal. The man eventually just took to firing unforgivables at her and she would either dodge the curse or conjure up something to take the force. She was slowly closing the distance between them and static began to fill the air as the fight got more intense. It was only when Ginny sustained her first injury that she really began to get mad. It wasn't even anything bad really, the man had just pointed his wand and the nearest object, which happened to be a rock, and flung it at her head. Suffice to say Ginny was pissed. It was like the whole situation suddenly hit her and she got angry, no she got livid. These guys thought they could just attack muggles and get away with it? And then throw fucking rocks at her head? No no no no no. not on her watch.
She sent a barrage of spells at him all at once. He couldn't possibly dodge them all and a gouging spell caught his arm causing him to howl it pain as he now had a missing chunk out of his shoulder which went all the way to the bone. Ginny walked towards him and then screamed "DEPULSO." Causing her opponent to fly backwards and knock into his friend who had regrouped everyone although three were still unconscious and one was swaying dangerously. As Ginny watched the man got up and grabbed onto his two unconscious comrades, the other man then grabbed his shoulders and then with a crack they were all gone.
Little did they know that Ginny had put a tracking spell on him.
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