"Nightmare"
Ginny had rushed up the stairs to the dormitory, her heart pounding. "That jerk!" she thought as she changed out of her robes. "Thinks he's God's gift to the world…well if it were up to me…" she grinned evilly, imagining ways she could make Andrew "face the facts".
She climbed into bed, slipping under the covers and collapsing unto her pillow with a content sigh. She closed her eyes and waited for sleep to find her…
A cloud of images surrounded her mind's eyes and then she was standing in a dark tunnel, the only light resounding from her wand's tip. She took a step forward and she heard a voice; a terror stricken voice in the far distance. She listened and grew afraid of what she might see if she continued down into the damp unknown. Or who she might meet…
The voice sounded again; unexpectedly, making Ginny jump. Her hands began to shake and her heart started to race. The sound of water dropping unto the tunnel's stone floor grew more distinct and triggered a pounding fear in Ginny's heart. Everything seemed to grow familiar…
"Not again!" she said, her voice echoing off of the cold stone. She took a step forward.
The voice streamed through the tunnel again as Ginny walked further. Soon, familiar passages revealed themselves to Ginny, awakening a dread within her that only one place could bring; The Chamber.
"NO!" screamed the distant voice, more terrifying every time it sounded.
Ginny came to the end of the tunnel and caught sight of the gloomy, wet Chamber of Secrets. In the distance, at the far end of the Chamber by the rotting corpse of the Basilisk, she could see two figures. One hooded with a wand raised. The other in worn jeans, a stained t-shirt and he stood defenseless. Instantly, she knew who she was watching.
"Harry!" she screamed, bounding forward, surely to her doom.
"Ginny, no!" he said, gazing at her with longing and fear.
She continued to run to him, finally standing beside him. She wrapped her arms around him and then that cold voice laughed cruelly.
"Oh, how sweet this is…Someone to witness you death, Harry." said Voldemort, his snake-like eyes glowing red from within the depths of his black hood.
"Ginny, please…leave…" Harry whispered, his soft voice trembling. "Please."
Ginny looked at him, her heart pounding, jumping and hitting her ribs to break out of her chest. "Harry, I can't leave you…I'll die alongside you…With you…" she whispered back.
"No, Ginny." he said, never taking his eyes off of Voldemort, who had raised his wand slightly higher. "I don't want you to see this…"
"Too late!" Voldemort hissed and then he shouted; "Avada Kedavra!"
A jet of green light came toward them and within a second, Harry collapsed to the cold, wet floor; his face blank and pale…dead…
Voldemort laughed and then was gone, leaving Ginny alone.
"No!" she cried…and then…
Thrashing and screaming Ginny awoke, her heart crashing against her chest, threatening escape… Two of her fears in one terrifying nightmare…
She sat at the end of her bed, her eyes wide open. She couldn't go back to bed…the nightmare would return…and she would do anything to prevent that…