Chapter Ten: Ginny's Problems
The next morning Ginny received a note from Madam Pomfrey on her way to breakfast. Not sure what she should do about the summons she decided to forgo breakfast to see what the school nurse needed.
Ginny entered and wasn't surprised to find her going over some papers on her desk.
"Hello," Ginny called softly.
Madam Pomfrey looked up with a smile and beckoned Ginny over to her. Ginny sat down in one of the chairs on the other side of the desk.
"I was hoping to get a chance to speak to you before the day began."
"Oh?"
"Yes, I want to talk about the progress between you and Mr. Potter."
Ginny nodded her head. "What do you want to know?"
"Well I know that you have had a long summer, I don't know any details but I know that Professor Dumbledore wasn't happy and I figured it had something to do with Mr. Potter. So that meant that you were right there."
She smiled. "We started training that is all that I am actually allowed to tell you but so did Harry."
Madam Pomfrey nodded. "Have you been pulled to him magically?"
"Yes but only once," and Ginny proceeded to tell her the events that led up to what happened.
"Interesting, what else has happened?"
Ginny told her about the two of them getting locked together and having to kiss to release it once more.
"I remember when that happened to us. It was interesting enough because of the unusual circumstance that we were in. And I know what comes next. You two have barely been able to keep apart when you can see each other am I right?"
"Yes, and we are doing our best, but its just too hard not to be near him. Then the Dementor attack on the train didn't do anything to help the situation either."
"What happened?"
Ginny reported all she remembered about the Dementors affect on both herself and Harry. Then explained the new shift in their bond.
"Amazing, you two are moving along very quickly but that isn't at all surprising considering the lives you two live," Madam Pomfrey told her. "Although that much intensity in your relationship so quickly is a little unnerving. You two still are very young."
"And we both understand that but that doesn't stop the magic from responding. I'm a bit worried about it getting carried away before either of us are ready for something like…that," Ginny finished, her face flushing red.
"Don't be embarrassed. It's natural, especially with a bond like yours. I was a few years older then you were when I was bonded but it was still unnerving to me as well. However, you two can find ways around so much intensity."
"Oh?" Ginny questioned. "Like what?"
"Well you two will need to find more time to spend together. It helps contain the need to always be together. When he gets upset, you need to quickly get him away from others, to soothe him. You'll find various other ways of doing that but that is the best advice I can give. Just be careful."
Ginny nodded her head. "I think that this is happening so quickly because something else is supposed to happen. Something that we aren't going to like."
"I was worried about that as well."
Startled she looked up at Madam Pomfrey. "Oh?"
"Well due to events that stress out Mr. Potter, it makes the bond work quicker so that you are able to be there for him in every way that he needs you to be."
"So it's just going to get more complicated much quicker?"
"Very. I'm sorry that it is happening so quickly but if either of you has any questions I will be more then happy to help you two."
"We really appreciate it and I will be sure to pass that on to Harry," Ginny said with a soft smile.
"He's doing well?"
"A bit better. The Dementor attack really shook him up, both of us."
"Well take this, it'll make you feel better," Madam Pomfrey said as she handed Ginny a bar of chocolate.
"Thanks."
"You better get going, classes will be starting soon enough."
Ginny nodded as she headed out of the room.
Ginny dropped down exhausted into her seat at dinner. Alexis smiled at her.
"Already tired?" Alexis questioned as she munched on an apple.
"No, just frustrated. Potions this morning."
"That must have been painful," Alexis commented.
"Very, you think he'd get whatever is shoved up his bum out and I missed lunch," Ginny grumbled as she bit into an apple as well.
"We'd only ever be so lucky," Colin remarked as he sat down across from her.
"How annoying," was all Ginny managed to say.
"Do you think school would be easier if we didn't have weird people in it?" Caitlin asked as she plopped down in her seat, followed quickly by Marissa.
"No," they all chimed together.
"Life is full of annoying people, it's just how it is," Marissa remarked dryly.
"And psycho potions teachers," Colin and Ginny pointed out together.
"Miss Weasley," Professor McGonagall said, making all of them jump.
"Yes?" she asked.
"Professor Dumbledore would like to see you in his office when you are through with dinner with Mr. Potter."
"Yes Professor."
McGonagall walked off, stopping to speak with Harry as she headed out.
He came over, looking grumpy, Hermione and Ron not looking any better. Ginny placed her hand on his thigh, gently squeezing it. He gave her a small smile.
"What's wrong?" Alexis questioned.
"You all look like you lost something," Caitlin put in.
"No, just stupid Malfoy is going to get Hagrid in trouble," Ron grumbled unhappily.
"He got attacked by Buckbeak-" Harry started.
"Whose Buckbeak?" Colin asked.
"A hippogriff, it was our first lesson. Anyways Malfoy mouthed off to it and you're not supposed to, you're supposed to be polite to hippogriffs. So it scratched him. He thinks it's broken."
"And he's going to get Hagrid into trouble," Hermione complained. "His father is going to pitch a fit."
"That sucks," Ginny said soothingly, knowing that Harry's mood was edgy. He grasped her hand under the table, twining his fingers with hers. She smiled slightly.
They talked throughout the rest of dinner before Harry and Ginny quickly left to go see what Professor Dumbledore wanted. The two walked in silence, Ginny holding Harry's hand tightly.
Dumbledore was waiting patiently for them, two cloaked figures as well.
"You're here!" Ginny called happily as she spotted Cassie, knowing immediately which one she was and being careful not to say her name out loud.
The two hugged.
"You know them?" Dumbledore asked startled.
Ginny just rolled her eyes and said nothing, making sure not to make eye contact. Harry shook their hands, smiling slightly as he sat down beside Ginny.
"What's going on?" Ginny questioned.
"These two are here to see you two."
"Us?" Harry questioned.
"Yes, we need to discuss some pressing matters," Kenneth said calmly.
"Interesting," Ginny remarked quietly, not really sure what she should say.
"We are going to take you two with us," Cassie told her.
"Alright," they said together. After all they knew better then to go against their masters.
"If you'll excuse us Professor," Kenneth said as he took hold of Harry and the two disappeared.
"Ready?" Cassie questioned.
Ginny nodded as she grasped her teacher's hand and the two disappeared as well. They reappeared at Cassie's cottage, where she pulled back her hood.
"You know that kind of gave it away," Ginny remarked.
"We know, but there was no other way to get you out of Hogwarts and as this involves you as much as Harry, we needed to bring you."
Ginny nodded.
The two made their way inside, where Kenneth and Harry were already seated. Ginny moved to sit down in front of Harry on the floor, between his legs. His arms wove around her waist, drawing her back into him as he rested his chin on her shoulder.
"So what's going on?" Harry asked when Cassie had settled herself.
"We've found Sirius Black," Kenneth told them, his eyes watching his charge.
Ginny could feel Harry tense and rubbed his legs, trying to ease the tension in his body. My lips will definitely be swollen tonight, she thought to herself.
"And?" Ginny prompted.
"We've checked out his story and he's telling the truth," Cassie told them.
"Well, what is it?" Harry questioned, a bit irritated.
"We can't tell you, but he will," Kenneth said calmly as he rose to his feet, waving Sirius in.
The two children turned to look at the man as he entered. His hair was long, black and slightly wavy. Then there was his eyes a cool gray color, that seemed more vacant then anything. He was tall and obviously very thin, almost like he had no fat or even muscle on him. Which was to be expected as he spent the last twelve years in Azkaban.
Ginny pressed her back more fully into Harry, giving him as much contact as he needed. She was very skeptical about the whole situation but trusted Kenneth and Cassie to do the right thing. Her hands clasped over Harry's, making sure he had no choice but to remain where he was because she refused to move an inch.
Harry's eyes were fixed on the poor picture that Sirius made. He looked cleaner but dirty in the sense of his looks, a bit rigid.
"Sit," Ginny invited softly, surprised that her voice didn't waver.
He nodded and took a seat across from them. Harry leaned back against the couch that they rested against, hugging Ginny tightly.
"How did you find them?" Ginny questioned, her curiosity getting the best of her.
"I…well…I'm Snuffles," Sirius said a bit sheepishly, his face a bit red. "I was on my way to find Harry and got attacked by some kids. I was hoping to find the Weasley's when I got to Hogwarts but it seems you found me."
"Why didn't you say something sooner?"
"It wasn't the right time. There was nothing I could really do."
"Why were you looking for the Weasley's?" Harry questioned, his voice quiet but enough to be heard.
"This is why," he said as he pulled out a piece of newspaper from his pocket. Ginny leaned forward to take it, leaning back into Harry.
"It's my family, when they went on their trip to Egypt," Ginny remarked quietly.
"I'm here for him, the rat on your brother's shoulder."
"Scabbers?" Harry and Ginny questioned.
"What does my brother's rat have to do with anything?"
"Everything," Cassie told them. "That is Peter Pettigrew. He was an illegal Animagus, a rat."
"How?" Harry asked.
"You see a friend of ours, had a bit of a problem. So your father, Peter, and I wanted to help so we spent our years in Hogwarts learning to become Animagus to help him out. Your father was a stag, I was a dog, and Peter was a rat. Is that rat missing a toe?"
"Yes," Ginny said without hesitation.
"See, Peter was missing his finger when I 'killed' him."
"But why would he do that? I don't understand," Harry said.
"I wasn't your parent's secret keeper. They thought it would be too obvious if I was. So they picked someone who was less likely, so that way if I was captured I wouldn't be able to give them away. Without telling anyone, they chose Peter and we told everyone else that it was, in fact, me that was the secret keeper."
"Oh," was all Harry could say.
"Then why haven't we got him?"
"Because it's hard and we need to wait," Kenneth said.
"Why?"
"Peter is suspicious already. He knew I was with Ginny and he knows I am out, which means I will come to get him. I will, but not yet, we can't move too soon or he will get away."
The two children nodded.
"I'll be going to the school, to keep an eye out and keep Peter on the grounds."
"Isn't that dangerous?" Ginny asked.
"Not if I am a dog. The Dementors affect only works on humans not animals, which is how I got out of Azkaban."
"We want to make sure that you two won't do anything drastic," Cassie told them.
"I know it's going to be hard but you have to remember that attacking him now will only lead to more problems," Kenneth remarked.
"So we are just supposed to go back and do nothing?" Harry demanded.
"Yes," Cassie said sternly.
"We have no choice right now. And we will make you do a magical promise if you are going to have trouble with it," Kenneth said, looking Harry straight in the eye.
"I'll be fine," Ginny told them with a nod of her head.
"I won't, do it," Harry said.
A few moments later Harry had made a binding magical contract. Ginny could only shake her head. She knew it was difficult for him, his emotions were coming off him in waves, crashing down all around her until she felt that she couldn't breathe.
"We need to get you back now," Cassie told them. "We were lucky to get you two out for as long as we did."
"And I will be at Hogwarts soon and I'll be sure to let you know," Sirius said quietly.
The two stood facing each other, not sure what to do.
"Oh for heaven sakes," Ginny remarked as she shoved Harry forward and the two hugged.
"I would never have betrayed your parents Harry, I loved them very much," Sirius told him. "James was a brother to me and I would have done anything to protect him. They're proud of you Harry, there is no way they couldn't be."
Harry pulled away, tears in his eyes as he nodded.
Ginny slid her hand into Harry's, gently pulling him away as she gave a short nod to Sirius, who returned it. Kenneth and Cassie pulled their hoods back up as they took the two back to school.
They appeared in Dumbledore's office, who looked up when they appeared.
"Thanks," was Kenneth's short response before the two left once more.
The two children nodded and headed off, not bothering to speak to the Headmaster as too much was going on in their minds.
Ginny watched him, knowing that it wouldn't be too much longer.
"Harry," she said softly, placing her hand on his arm.
He turned to look at her and tilted his head.
"Should we?"
He thought it over before nodding and Ginny pulled him into the same classroom as the day before. Harry moved to sit down on one of the desks, Ginny just leaned against the door.
"You're in shock," she said bluntly.
"Yes. I'm not sure what to think. My parents, how could he do something so terrible?"
"Because he's a coward," Ginny growled, making Harry look up at her. "That's all he will ever be. He didn't have to guts to stand up for what he believed in. And he will pay Harry, you know that."
Harry nodded. "Poor Sirius, all these years, all this time. I can't wait to get my hands on that filthy rat."
"I know you can't, I can't either because I know how hard it is for you."
He sighed heavily as he laid back on the desk, closing his eyes in defeat.
"He took them from me," Harry whispered in despair. "I'll make him regret what he did if it's the last thing I do."
"I hope it won't be because I want you around," Ginny told him seriously.
He leaned up to look at her, shocked by her answer. Then a slow smile spread across his face as he sat fully up. He hopped down and moved towards her.
"Thank you, for being there for me," he whispered as he leaned down to speak in her ear.
She smiled herself. "I would have rather been there then anywhere else in the world."
"And I want you around for years to come," he replied in all seriousness.
Ginny smiled up at him and kissed him softly on the lips.
"Where have you two been?" Hermione asked them softly as they entered the common room. It was late and all the other students had retired to bed for the evening.
"Dumbledore," Ginny responded as she sat down beside Hermione, looking over the schedule Hermione was working on for her studies.
"Took a while," Harry said as he sat down beside Ginny, slipping his hand into hers and leaning back.
"How can you do so much? It's not possible," Ginny told her bluntly.
"It's not impossible," Hermione snapped.
Ginny's eyes narrowed as she looked at the older girl. Hermione met her gaze dead on, challenging the younger girl to say something.
"So, have you made out my schedule for the year?" Harry questioned quickly breaking up the two's staring contest.
"Yes," Hermione told him as she handed him his.
"Brilliant, leaves me plenty of time for extra Quidditch practice from Wood."
"He says you're lucky because he wasn't able to schedule practices as early as he wanted to this year. So I will be sure to add that in when I can. Not like he doesn't drive us all insane with the amount of work he puts all of you through."
"But its conditioning," Harry complained with a grin. "Besides we haven't lost the cup yet."
"It's been two years," Hermione pointed out.
"And?" Ginny and Harry questioned.
Hermione just rolled her eyes. "You know you two are remarkably addicted to Quidditch."
"It's an awesome sport," was Ginny's calm response.
"Well I am going to bed, I'll see you two in the morning," Harry said as he got to his feet.
Ginny got to her feet, hugging him around the waist tightly. Harry hugged her back, burying his face in her shoulder.
"Sleep well," she told him quietly.
"You too, I'll see you soon."
Ginny smiled as she pulled back from him, placing a chaste kiss on his lips, before dropping down beside Hermione on the couch.
Harry squeezed Hermione's shoulder as he passed and disappeared up the stairs.
Ginny waited a few moments before turning on Hermione.
"Spill, there is no way you can take all of those classes at the same time," Ginny growled at her friend.
Hermione was taken aback by the fierceness in Ginny's voice. "Its nothing special, I can do it," Hermione told her, quickly avoiding her eyes.
"You're lying to me and I don't appreciate it. Now tell me what's going on."
Hermione just remained silent, not really sure what to say, but Ginny continued to watch her, knowing that her patience would get through quicker with her than anything else.
"A time turner," Hermione said quietly.
"A time turner? You got a time turner?" Ginny demanded in a hushed voice.
"Yes. Professor McGonagall talked the Ministry into giving me one since I'm so responsible. It's just to help me get through with some of my more advanced classes quicker."
"You're going to burn yourself out is what you are going to do."
"I can handle it," she shot back stubbornly.
"I have no doubt that you can do it, but that doesn't mean it isn't going to take a lot out of you."
Hermione sighed heavily. "If it starts to be too much to handle I'll tell you."
"Good, because if you don't I am going to seriously hurt you," Ginny told her seriously.
"Thanks, I really need that," she responded as she hugged the younger girl.
Ginny hugged her back just as tightly.
The next morning Ginny woke with a splitting headache. She had a hard night but as she thought back on to it she couldn't seem to figure out why she had. With a sigh she got ready for the day.
She ran into Hermione on the way down to the Great Hall. The two girls didn't wait for the boys, instead went ahead and made their way to breakfast. By the time she made it to breakfast her headache was steadily getting worse.
At one point she managed to stumble into Hermione, almost knocking both girls to the ground.
"What's wrong?" Hermione questioned.
"I don't know," Ginny gasped as her vision spun out of control. Her knees buckled and Hermione was just able to catch her.
"We should get you to the hospital wing," Hermione told her as she steered the girl the other direction.
"I feel sick," Ginny whispered as she tried to keep herself up.
"What feels bad?"
"Everywhere," she groaned as pain suddenly flooded her body, making her collapse all together and taking Hermione with her. She whimpered as her whole body screamed in pain.
"Harry," she gasped.
"Hold on Ginny," Hermione called but Ginny could barely hear her now.
It sounded like a roaring wind in her ears, her vision spun so badly that she had to close her eyes to keep from being sick.
"Ginny," a worried voice cut through the pain.
"Harry," she gasped again her hand automatically reaching out for him.
His hand closed around hers. "Look at me," he ordered softly.
She shook her head, whimpering as it caused her even more pain.
"Please," he begged this time.
Ginny slowly opened her eyes, meeting Harry's green eyes.
"What's wrong?"
"I hurt," was all she could say as another wave of pain flooded her body. This time she let out a scream.
"Mr. Potter, we need to get her to the Hospital Wing immediately," Snape's voice said from a distance as two arms lifted her off the ground.
Ginny let out another cry of pain as a third, much stronger, wave overcame her.
"We are almost there Miss Weasley," Snape said calmly.
She didn't hear him this time, her whole body convulsed as the pain ripped through her.
"Ginny," Harry called softly and she could feel his hand touch her cheek.
"What's going on?" Madame Pomfrey asked as she rushed over to Snape as he set Ginny down on one of the beds.
"She just got dizzy all of a sudden," Hermione told her. "Then she collapsed and screamed in pain."
"What's wrong with her?" Harry questioned as he pressed a soft kiss to her forehead. She whimpered again, pain making her weaker.
"I don't know yet Mr. Potter," Madame Pomfrey said as she quickly cast a spell on her.
When the spell hit her Ginny screamed.
"Ginny!" Harry called and was suddenly thrown back and into one of the other beds.
"Harry!" Hermione yelled as she ran to him.
"What happened?" Snape demanded.
"It was a simple spell, it was only to test her body, not hurt her," Madame Pomfrey responded as she looked at Ginny, withering in pure agony on the bed. "The pain should have knocked her out by now."
"Something is very wrong here," Snape responded. "I'm going to get Dumbledore."
With that Snape swept out of the room, reviving Harry as he went.
"Ginny," was all Harry could say as he pushed himself to his feet, ignoring Hermione's help as he limped over to where Ginny thrashed. But as he got closer he hit a barrier.
"We can't get any closer," Hermione yelped as the pain hit her.
"She's not alright," Harry growled.
"It's her magic, something is wrong," was all Madame Pomfrey could say. "Harry, this is very important. Did anything happen to you or her last night?"
"No, yes, no nothing happened to us."
"Harry, be honest with me, what happened?"
"We were taken to our teachers over the summer and they told us some information that we aren't allowed to share. And my teacher put a spell on me, to make sure I didn't do something that I'd regret."
"What spell Mr. Potter?"
"It was a magical promise to make sure I didn't do what I'm not supposed to."
Madame Pomfrey paled as she listened to Harry.
"What? Is that what is making her hurt?" Hermione demanded. "I don't understand."
"I'm hurting her?" Harry questioned appalled.
"Her magic is hurting her," Madame Pomfrey said quietly.
"How?" Dumbledore asked as he came into the room followed closely by Professor Snape.
Madame Pomfrey and Harry exchanged looks. No one other then them really knew what was going on. Ginny had informed Madame Pomfrey that Hermione knew what was going on but she was the only one.
Harry shook his head as he tried to move closer to her again but still hit the barrier.
Ginny's eyes opened as she cried out in pain again. "Harry," she gasped when the wave finished. "Harry," she begged now.
"Ginny," he cried, beating on the barrier, ignoring the pain that hit him with each hit. "Ginny!"
Her eyes looked at him, wild with pain. Her hand reached out for him but dropped it as pain hit her again.
"She can't stop it," Madame Pomfrey said quietly. "It'll consume her if you don't remove it! Now!"
"I don't know how!" Harry yelled, tears falling unnoticed down his face. His magic was clamoring inside of him to help her, to hold her.
"Professor Dumbledore, you have to help him remove it," Hermione begged him as she watched the two.
Ginny was screaming, her voice getting hoarse as her body withered in pain. Harry beating against an invisible barrier that kept him from her. His magic slamming into it as he did.
"What is it?" Snape questioned.
"He made a magical promise, remove it," Hermione said again.
"Mr. Potter, come here, I have to remove it," Dumbledore told him firmly.
"Ginny!" Harry yelled as his magic shattered the barrier, which only caused her to scream once more before it reappeared.
"You can't get near her," Madame Pomfrey said.
Harry backed away, towards Dumbledore, fighting hard to keep from shattering it again.
"Stand still or I won't be able to remove it," Dumbledore said to him.
He nodded but didn't dare look away from Ginny. Dumbledore waved his wand over the boy. Harry felt something tugging on his magic and let it go. He didn't want to fight whatever it was, he only wanted to hold her.
Ginny thrashed on the bed, her eyes wild, her screams loud, and tears fell from her eyes. Her magic erupted in a brilliance of color that blinded the occupants in the room, but was stopped against the barrier that had been erected around her.
When the colors faded she lay still on the bed, her breath coming in ragged short gasps. Her eyes were shut. But still Dumbledore performed his spell. Harry didn't dare move, he couldn't tear his eyes off of her.
Slowly she turned her head, her eyes opening half way as they locked on his.
Harry gasped, he'd never seen her eyes so dark before. They were black and silver specks flared and died in her eyes.
"Ginny," he whispered, his voice cracking.
The tension in the room shattered as Ginny let out a cry of pain once more.
"No!" Hermione screamed
"I can't get rid of it," Dumbledore yelled over the sudden noise that filled the room.
Everything began to shake as Ginny thrashed even harder on the bed. Her cries were lost to the sound of thunder and lightning that shook the very foundation of Hogwarts.
Harry moved with purpose as he walked towards Ginny's bed, his eyes holding hers as she watched him come towards her. This time he spared no thought to the barrier that kept all of the magic within it sealed. He pressed his hand to it and it shattered with another burst of light. The magic inside came out in a tidal wave that knocked the others to the ground.
Ginny sat up, her hands coming up to protect herself as Harry's magic slammed into hers with force. She gasped in pain as his magic touched hers.
But he didn't stop until he reached the side of her bed. She reached for him as he reached for her. When his hand touched hers, she screamed in pure anguish. Her hand closed around his and she pulled him to her.
His arms wrapped around her and the moment his lips touched hers they disappeared from the Hospital Wing.
Ginny clung to him, even as the magic burned through her like an inferno. She pressed herself even more against him, kissing him with a need that she'd never felt before in her life. He held her just as tightly.
The pain made her dizzy and with every second she held him, it only increased.
He pulled back, releasing her entirely as she dropped to her knees on the stone floor beneath her. She managed to catch herself on her hands but they gave out seconds later. She now lay there on the cold stone floor as pain continued to assail her body.
"Enough," Harry whispered in her ear. "Enough."
She whimpered softly but the pain began to fade.
Ginny lay there, her breathing still erratic and uneven. Harry knelt at her head, watching her as her body slowly began to relax.
"Harry," she whispered as she began to lift herself up.
"Ginny," he replied as he helped her up, pulling her into his lap. She curled into his side, pressing her forehead into his neck.
He could feel the heat radiating off of her but continued to stroke her hair to calm her.
"What happened?" She questioned.
"I don't know," was all he said as he leaned back.
She looked up at him and suddenly a new emotion overtook her body. Failure. It swept through her so forcefully and swiftly that it knocked the air from her lungs. Then she fastened her lips to his. Begging forgiveness as the magic inside of her began to stir again.
Harry kissed her back, trying to placate the feelings inside of her to no avail.
"I failed," she said in between kisses.
"No," he growled as he pushed her down, pinning her to the ground beneath him. "You did not fail," he responded as he kissed her harder then normal. His tongue sweeping into her mouth as he fought to suppress the magic fighting inside of her.
"I did," was her response. "I didn't do what I am supposed to."
"You can't do anything," he told her, pressing urgent kisses on her lips, jaw, and neck. "You've not failed."
She shook her head, the magic building quicker now. "I failed," she whimpered before she let out a scream and disappeared from under him.
"GINNY!" She heard him scream before his voice faded into oblivion.
Ginny gasped as she looked around, her eyes taking in the new scene. She lay on the floor of a large building. It was a huge room, empty of all but a stage at the far end, where a single chair sat. She pushed herself up, surprised that the pain was gone once more.
"Where am I?" She questioned softly to herself as she got to her feet, looking around the room.
It had huge white columns, four in all situated with two at each end of the room. The ground was a sparkling silver tile, that cast brilliant reflections off the torches that lined the walls of the room, all except for behind the stage, which was cast in shadows.
Her eyes were drawn to the huge red doors at the far end, which were engraved with symbols but she couldn't make them out from where she was.
"You are here because your magic brought you here," a voice said from the shadows.
Ginny whipped around, her eyes drawn to the stage where a figure now stood beside the lone chair.
"Why? Why would it bring me here?"
"For council."
"On?"
"You seem to have think you failed in your duty to protect him, you've not done so," was the calm response.
"I am supposed to protect him, how am I doing so by letting that…that...murderer run free not far from where he lies?" Ginny demanded.
"Because he made a promise to not harm him. Has he been harmed by him yet?"
"No," she said after a moment.
"Then there is no need to fear at this moment. He is safe for now, if only for now."
"He will try won't he?"
"Yes, but that will come when it comes."
"How can I do this when my magic compels me to protect him no matter the cost? When it's painful to not do anything? My magic will not allow me to do nothing when he is in danger."
"You will be able to control it now. If you so choose to have that control."
"I don't understand."
"Look around you child, what do you see?"
Ginny let her eyes sweep the room again. "Nothing."
"No, look harder."
She did so, slowly looking around this time. She was just about to say nothing when something caught her eye. The light from the torches burned a steady green hazy color, not the usual orange glow. And the light reflecting from the ground was not white but yellow.
"What does this mean?" She asked after a moment.
"Nothing and everything. Each time a life debt is established a new torch appears on the wall. There have never been more then one life debt going on at one time before. This room represents some of the strongest magic known in our history. Do you know why life debts were created?"
"No," she said softly.
"Because those who are willing to repay the favor are the best of our kind. Who would willingly sacrifice their lives in honor of the one who did it first? You did not know the consequences of your actions but you have taken on the responsibility. The torches change color with each new life debt. This one is green because it is new. When you reach the next stage it will become blue. With each new stage a new color appears. It's not significant until the flame dies. When it dies it means that your debt is repaid. That can only happen if the color reaches silver."
"There are only fifteen torches."
"There have only ever been fifteen such occurrences of a life debt being repaid. Do you know what the yellow light on the ground symbolizes?"
"No."
"This symbolizes the amount of magic that the two have. Yellow, is very rare when your flame is green. Your color should be green. Your magic is so advanced that it was painful to not do anything to help him. That is a problem."
"How big of a problem?" Ginny questioned.
"It could kill you," the figure responded.
A/N: Well!! I decided that since I was unable to come up with a half way decent story to post for my birthday tomorrow that I would do something a lil different. So I am updating this today but I am also including the first two pages for...DEADLY CURSE: REVISITED. I am so not sure if I am going to leave it with that title or not but I know you all have been waiting for this news and there it is. I am officially going to start up a second story to deadly curse. I just started it and my lil sis was thrilled to hear that I was going to do it. So I hope that you all feel the same way.
Now as to what has been happening. I know I love twists in my stories and I definitely have to say this one is going to get interesting very quickly. I was having such a hard time with this coming year and still am so that is the only reason that it is taking so long for my updates to get done. But I hope you all enjoy.
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Chapter One: Family
Ginny smiled as she watched Harry finish getting dressed. "You do realize that we are going to have to go tell the family about this?"
"Yes," he said with a huge sigh. "I can't believe you did it either."
"Yes you can," she responded as she got to her feet, wrapping her arms around his waist. "We both knew that I would never have let you stay that way by yourself. You are mine, as I am yours."
"They are still going to kill me."
"No they aren't. I talked to Mum and Dad years ago about what I was planning on doing. They knew. They weren't happy about it but that was how it was."
Harry looked down at her, not really sure what he could say about it. "Ginny, I wish you hadn't had to make the choice."
"But I did and in all honesty Harry, we were meant to happen, to be together. One way or another this would have happened, being werewolves or not. I am your mate and nothing will ever change that. You are my mate as well."
He groaned as he suddenly picked her up, her legs automatically wrapping around his waist. His forehead pressed into her neck as he took a deep breath. Her fingers slid into his hair, holding him tightly to her.
"Harry, we'll be alright, that I can promise you."
"I know we will be," he whispered against her neck. "I agree with you but why choose this way? Why couldn't we have done the other way?"
"Because I wanted it this way. I wanted to be with you in everything."
He pulled back, his green eyes locking on her brown ones. She smiled at him and kissed his forehead.
"Let's go home," Ginny told him.
Harry nodded and released Ginny. Then called to Dobby, who took them back to Hogwarts. Hermione was waiting for them in the common room.
She rose to her feet when they entered. Her eyes held hundreds of questions that she dare didn't voice in front of her fellow students.
Ginny smiled at her, beckoning her towards their dorm.
Harry nodded his head to Hermione before heading up the stairs to take a quick shower.
Once the two girls had reached their room, Ginny threw up a silence charm around her bed before Hermione spoke.
"Well?" Was all she could manage to say.
Ginny smiled again and pushed her shirt a bit off her shoulder to show her the mark on it.
"He did! You're a…"
"Yes, I am."
"And what did he say?"
"He was shocked but I think he's gotten over it now."
"Oh Ginny, what are your brother's going to think?" Hermione questioned as she hugged the younger girl.
"I don't care, I made my choice and there is no way to undo it."
"Ginny, I'm proud of you."
"Thank you but I'm scared," Ginny admitted softly.
"Scared? About what?"
"Being a werewolf."
"Why?"
"Because I know how hard it is for Harry and now I am too. I mean I know I made my choice years ago but this is all still so new for me, so different."
Hermione pulled back to look at her friend better. "Harry is going to be there with you every step of the way, Ginny. He's not going to let you get hurt or feel scared. He loves you."
"I know he does but will my brothers?"
"Just because of what you did doesn't make you any less in their eyes. Honestly I think they were all expecting you to join him. You two are practically inseparable, you have been since Harry was bitten."
"Still, its going to be a shock for all of them don't you think?"
"Probably but they are going to have to deal with it one way or the other.