Chapter 10

Ginny when she saw who was speaking, was nearly dumbfounded. The ghost, which she knew had to be ghost because it had an ethereal look, resembled Dumbledore so much that she nearly thought it was Dumbledore. There were a few minor differences such as the eye color, the man in front of her did not have the sparkling blue eyes of the Headmaster instead his were a dark brown. The ghost's face was also slightly different, the cheekbones less pronounced and the chin too rounded, but other than those few characteristics, the two could have been twins.

"Who are you?" Ginny found herself asking. The ghost smiled kindly at her and walked/floated closer to where she stood. His red robes fluttered softly behind him and the bright crimson hat with gold stars perched on his head precariously.

"My dear Ginevra Weasley, you are in my library," he responded with a knowing glint in his eye.

"Soooo, you're Godric Gryffindor," Ginny stated with an unbelieving tone in her voice. The ghost merely smiled in response. "Ok, great, can you show me the book that will save Hogwarts and Dumbledore?" Ginny hoped that he was there for that particular reason.

"I'm sorry, I am not allowed to interfere in that manner. I can tell you that everything you need can be found within this library. You only need to spend a few moments in here listening to the books."

"Listening?" Ginny asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Haven't you ever heard a book calling to you Ginevra?" Ginny remembered when she visited Draco's room and how she felt the pulse of dark magic from the books on his shelf.

"I could feel them," she answered softly.

"You are a very gifted witch Ginevra Weasley. The books speak to you which is why you were always such a good student, always knowing what books to use for a project or essay. It is why when you left the wizarding world you found comfort in the only place that made you feel safe, a library."

"How do you know all this?" Ginny asked, becoming unnerved from how much he seemed to know about her.

"Ginevra, I have walked the earth for a long time, soaking up the information left behind by others. I occasionally peek into the lives of those I know to be truly exceptional."

"I am no one exceptional," Ginny replied with her head cast to the floor. She struggled to not give into the sorrow that racked her body as she remembered her sordid.

"My dear Ginevra, I believe you are too harsh with yourself." The ghost looked behind him briefly and turned back with a small smile playing upon his jovial face. "Here, let me show you something that I think you may find…interesting."

Ginny's head rose in curiosity, what could Godric Gryffindor have for me? She warily followed the ghost further into the room it was amazing to see how deep the room ran. Godric, Professor Gryffindor? paused in front of a glass case situated between two bookshelves. Ginny let out a quick breathe when she saw what lay in the case. It was a beautiful emerald necklace sitting on a plush pillow. Ginny had to refrain from pressing her face against the glass and salivating.

"Take it," the ghost whispered to her. Ginny nearly suffered whiplash from how fast her head spun towards Godric.

"You want me to what?" Ginny asked with bated breath.

"It is yours, it has been since its creation," the ghost smiled knowingly.

Ginny frowned at the ethereal figure before her, it's always been mine? Not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, Ginny slowly opened the latch to the glass door. When she opened it the hinges did not squeak at all, it was as if they knew that it was special moment and shouldn't be ruined by a shrill echo. Slowly Ginny reached in and with great care took out the necklace. The moment she touched the beautiful piece of artwork Ginny understood what the ghost had meant.

"It pulses, it feels as if…as if a heart is pounding in my hand," Ginny stated with shock and awe apparent in her nearly reverent words.

"Precisely," the ghost commented. "It lives for you Ginevra, for the purpose that it was set out to do."

Ginny was barely listening to what was being said because she was so enraptured with the beautiful necklace. The emerald glowed brilliantly in the darkness of the room. It was cut into a perfect circle and was surrounded by a thin band of silver. It hung from a rather normal chain however it didn't detract from its splendor.

"Wait what," when Ginny managed to comprehend what the ghost had said. "What purpose? Is there something I have to do?"

"You will know the purpose only when you finally understand what you were always meant to know."

Ginny narrowed her eyes at the ghost. "I hate riddles, I never have been very good at them."

"This is a riddle that you do not have to decipher. You will recognize the moment when it is staring you in the face."

"Great, I think, now can you…?" Ginny looked up from staring at the necklace when she realized she was standing in the room all alone. She turned in circles to make sure he had really left. The only proof that he was even there at all was the necklace that lay securely in her hand. Taking time, Ginny hooked the jewelry around her neck and tucked it under her robes, she felt the gem heat her cold skin, but not in an uncomfortable way, it was more of a familiar feeling like…going home. Quickly changing her train of thought Ginny looked towards the closed entrance.

"How am I going to…" once the words left her mouth the door creaked open revealing the library. It seemed so long ago since she had been on the other side of this room, when in all actuality it was a few minutes. This is getting annoying, I hope to finish a sentence at some point. Remembering that she had locked the door to the library when she went to investigate, she thought it would be wise to reopen the library before anyone thought to wonder about the librarian's whereabouts. As she exited the secret room someone clamped a hand onto her arm. With a scream Ginny raised her hand to hex whoever, or whatever, dared to accost her.

"Hey there, take it easy," the man yelled. Ginny stayed her wand hand from coming down on top of the man with a particularly foul Bat-Bogey Hex. Finally seeing who stood in front of her she managed to let out the breath she didn't even know she was holding. Draco raised an eyebrow at her disheveled look, cobwebs in her hair, and the white pallor of her face. "Hey you look like you just saw a ghost."

Ginny just stared at him with a shake of her head. "You will not believe what just…"

"Hey, what's this?" Draco shoved past Ginny to look into the secret room.

Ginny let out a stream of giggles in response, nearly falling to the floor with fits of laughter. Once again I can't finish a stupid sentence!

"What?" Draco looked at her with a confused look. "What did I say? Ghost?"

Ginny let out another burst of giggles and knew that she would relish in the reveal of her exciting new tale.

Great, so here we are again. I managed to get out another chapter. I hope you enjoy this and do you know how I will be able to tell if you like it…wait for it…REVIEWING! Yeah!! But please review and let me know if this is worth my time to continue slaving over my computer.