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A/N: Oh my sweet sweet reviwers! I apologize for the long wait but school is SO much more difficult this year! The work load has increased tenfold! But here comes my favourite part of the week, Respond to Reviews!!
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I landed in chaos. Rings of death eaters were closing in towards the burrow. My family was ringed around it, sending off hexes. My breath caught as a curse was sent at George. I strode forwards, as my family retreated into the house. A wave of death eaters followed, swarming into my house. I disapparated into my bedroom, and my family was hurrying up the stairs. They passed me without seeing me, and I followed them up into Ron's bedroom. I locked the door behind me.
"Ginny?" My mother squawked.
"Yeah, mum, it's me." I said tiredly. "Where's Harry?" I asked immediately. They all stared at me.
"Why?" My father asked.
"Just tell me." I ordered.
"What is this?" Bill asked. He was gesturing towards my shoulder. I had only been wearing a spaghetti strap tank top when I left the manor. I winced.
"Can you answer my question?" I demanded.
"He's out in the woods." Charlie said. "He's going to Grimmauld place." I heard spells being fired off in the hallway.
"Get out of here." I hissed.
"Ginny, no, we won't leave you!" My mother said.
"Go!" I ordered. They spared me one last glance, and disapparated. I did too, back to the manor lawn. I walked slowly up the hill and opened the door. Tom was pacing back and forth in the ballroom, and looked livid. When he saw me slip in, he snapped.
"Where did you go?" He demanded. Adele was sitting on the edge of the dais, looking scared. He strode up to me. "What have you done?" He spat.
"I saved my family." I said, with my head held high. He glared at me.
"And where is Potter?"
"He's going to Grimmauld place. He's the secret keeper there."
"You directly disobeyed me!" He yelled. I looked straight ahead.
"Yes, milord, I did." I said simply. He roared in frustration, and pointed his wand at Adele. "No!" I cried, and threw myself in front of her. His cruciartis curse hit me, rather than her, and unimaginable pain ripped through me. It was only for a split second, but it nearly drove me mad from the burning pain. I felt like red hot pokers were burning into every inch of my skin. He lifted the spell as soon as he realized what I had done. I was flat on my back on the floor, with Adele kneeling beside me. Tom dropped his wand, and it clattered onto the floor. He raised his hands to pull at his hair and sank onto the dais. He buried his face in his hands. I struggled to get up onto my elbows, and I stared at him.
"Ginny, oh Ginny, are you alright?" Adele was moaning. I didn't reply. I couldn't believe that Tom would actually have set the cruciartis curse on Adele. I crawled over to him and sat by his feet. I leaned my head against his leg and whispered,
"I'm sorry love, but it had to be done."
"No. You cannot put yourself in danger, not for anything."
"Tom, I had to-"
"No. Don't do that to me. Never again. Please." He sounded so dejected, that I had to say,
"I'll try not to." I agreed, and he hugged me tightly to his chest.
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"No." I said resolutely. She was standing before me with her arms crossed.
"Be reasonable. I'm the only one who can get in."
"There will be another way." She looked up at me.
"You were gung-ho to kill them, my family. You don't want me to try and get him?"
"You won't get him, that's it. You'll tell him to run, and he will." She bit her lip. We both knew that I was right.
"Fine." She said to me, and began to walk away.
"Hold on a second." I said, grabbing her around the waist and pulling her back to me. I Bent my head down so I could whisper in her ear. "Ginny," I began and she shivered from the close contact, "I'm having a…business dinner of sorts, tonight."
"Tom…" She moaned huskily, closing her eyes, and wrapping her arms around me.
"My most loyal servants are meeting with me for a men's party."
"Unh…" She whimpered, and molded her body against mine.
"Are you listening love?"
"If you let go of me I'd be less distracted." I grinned and let go of her.
"I'll see you when I get back." And I walked away.
She called to me again. I turned, and caught her running towards me. She covered my mouth with hers, and I lifted her off the ground, pressing her back against a stone wall. She kissed me for a minute then pulled back. I kept her there, between me and the wall, her legs wrapped around my waist.
"Goodbye." She whispered.
"You are my life now. I can't stay away from you for long." I said, and grinned impishly. She leaned down for another kiss, and then I let her go, and left.
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I sighed after he left. It would always be hard for me, I knew it. It would never be easy for him to be gone. I woke plagued by nightmares, the next morning. I groaned when I realized the sun was barely rising. I couldn't get back to sleep, so I rose, pulled on some sweatpants, a jacket and my shoes. I decided to go for a jog. I had been planning to ever since I started enjoying being at the manor. I ran down the lawn, and around the perimeter of trees that surrounded the property. I paused for a break by a huge oak tree, and gasped when I realized someone else was there too.
"Weasley?" Someone asked. It was Blaise. I put a hand to my heart and leaned against the tree.
"Actually I'm not a Weasley anymore, Zabini."
"Ah, that's right. I suppose I can't go calling you Riddle, though." He smiled at me.
"Just call me Ginny." I said. Then, another sentence slipped out of my mouth, "You're being kind to Luna, aren't you?" He stared at me for a second.
"Of course, Ginny. I love Luna. That's why I took her from the slew of prisoners McNair brought back." I winced. "Luna isn't my slave." He said, looking apprehensive. "She does what she likes. I even gave her the chance to go home, but she wanted to stay with me."
"I'm sorry I was so rude. Say hi to her for me, will you?" He smiled kindly.
"Of course, my lady." He said, and strolled away.
My days without him were seen as a waste to me, so it felt like eternity had passed once he opened the door quietly two nights later. I watched him pass the bed and go to the bathroom, and got up silently to follow him. I heard him running a bath and frowned. It was quite late for him to be taking a bath. Why wouldn't he wait until tomorrow? I padded quietly into the bathroom and opened the door to see him standing there, removing his shirt. I gasped in horror and in shock. He had welts and slashes covering his back and neck.
"Love, what happened?" I gasped. He looked back at me and swore.
"Nothing. It's okay, go back to bed," He ordered. I planted my hands on my hips.
"No. Tell me what happened." He pulled off the rest of his clothes and slid into the bath. It was large enough to fit both of us so I stripped, and sat behind him. "You weren't really going to a gathering, were you?" I asked quietly, cleaning out the wounds.
"No." He said bitterly. "I'm sorry I lied to you. I just didn't want you to worry." I continued washing his back softly.
"Just don't do it again, alright?"
"I won't." He promised.
"So what were you doing?"
"We were- Ouch! We were going into the ministry to get something." I stiffened and he looked back at me guiltily.
"The ministry?" I choked. "To get what?"
"The- Ow! The key to Grimmauld place…" I stared at him.
"What?" I said angrily. "I didn't even know there was such a thing!"
"Yeah, there is. It's in the um… ministers office." I was shaking from rage.
"You went into the ministry, got yourself terribly hurt to try and get something to kill Harry Potter?" I demanded. He shrugged as if saying 'Well wouldn't anyone?' I got out of the tub and wrapped a towel around myself. He followed me out and did the same.
"Love-" He began, but I held up a hand.
"Don't ever, ever, ever put yourself in danger because of him again. Alright?" He kissed my wrist.
"It wasn't really danger."
"Please." I whispered, closing my eyes. "For me, my love, for me."
"I'll try." My eyes snapped open. "Very hard."
"I love you."
"I love you too." He said fiercely. I started walking towards the door of our chambers. "Where are you going now?"
"To get some anti-scarring salve. I can't have your beautiful back all gross looking." He grinned at me.
"You only love me for my body."
"That is a sad truth my dear," I sighed.
"Won't you at least put some clothes on?"
"I suppose." I grumbled, and pulled on his shirt that he had made longer for me. I started walking towards the door when-
"And some pants?" I grinned mysteriously at him.
"You didn't seem to mind that first night." He growled deep in his throat.
"That's because I was the only one seeing you that night. I can't have you traipsing down the hall in that. What will the neighbors think?" I grinned at him and pulled on a set of shorts that were lying on the ground. "Be back soon," he bade me. "I missed you."
"Just wait 'till I start slathering this stuff on your back, then you'll want me gone." I joked, and left the room.