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CHAPTER 29-Numb

"You ARSE! YOU BLOODY FUCKIN ARSE!!!"

Never in her entire life had Ginny seen Luna so close to hysterics as now – she had never seen Luna this angry before either.

"SHE NEEDS TO EAT! SHE NEEDS A DOCTOR!!"

"Luna, it's okay"

"No, it's NOT!" Luna whirled on Jason again. He looked on at Ginny with empty eyes.

"I'm fine" Ginny crossed her arms – her stomach growling uncontrollably.

Jason whirled around, concealing his fear as he marched off down the halls.

Ginny tried to hold in her shivers.

"Ginny, you're sick"

"I'm fine, Luna" she angrily retaliated. Ginny closed her eyes, concentrating on breathing to forget her deadly hunger.


"My Lord," Jason bowed lowly.

"What is it?" Voldemort snapped.

"I'm sorry to ask for your favors, you are already too generous. But would it be possible to supply Gi-, the Weasley girl with more meals and medicine? She is, after all, pregnant."

Voldemort was silent. He let out a long string of "hm's", his hand to his chin, then his fingers touched together.

"No. Not until we can get information out of her."

Jason bowed his head, cursing inside at his defeat.

"Why don't you bring in the Weasley child now?"

Jason's head lurched upward – caught off guard.

"N-now?" he stammered uneasily.

"Yes, now" Voldemort shifted in his seat.


"You better be here to bring her something to eat" Luna shot a nasty glare towards Jason.

Ginny backed away from the cubicle as Jason pulled something long and thin from his pocket.

After a split second of clinking, she was released from her own personal hell. Hope sprung inside of her.

"Jason, what are you-"

"The Dark Lord wishes to see you" Jason hoisted her roughly up below the arm, escorting her frail form from the prison and down the hall. Ginny threw Luna a quick glance. Luna's face was the epitome of terror.


"Ah, Ginevra."

Ginny was thrown to the stone floor in front of Voldemort's feet. She scrambled up to stand, but was pushed down to the floor again by the weight of a spell.

Ginny clenched her teeth in frustration.

"It's been a while, Ginevra. I remember, when you were only a first year."

For a moment when Ginny's eyes caught his, her body trembled in fear at remembering the chamber of secrets and the power of the diary. She forced her mind to focus.

Voldemort emitted a high-pitch laugh.

"You amuse me, Ginevra. Now please. Enlighten me."

Voldemort abruptly stood – his motions practically fluid. His wand pointed at Ginny's trapped body.

"Where is Harry Potter?"

Ginny's mouth refused to open.

"Imperio!"

The hairs on Ginny's back neck stood on end. Her entire body was no longer under her control – and her eyes no longer saw the surrounding dark study. They were shielded by black.

"Now, Ginevra." The silky voice continued in the darkness. "Tell me, where is Harry Potter?"

"Last I know, in the forest by Hogsmeade"

Ginny could hear her voice talking without intention. Wetness trickled down her face in defeat.

"And Ginevra, does Harry know about the Horcruxes?"

Ginny was in pain, trying to keep her mouth shut. "Yes"

Her body shook terribly under the strain.

Voldemort's anger was causing the imperio spell to cause pressure to Ginny's body – almost flattening her to the ground.

"How much does he know about the Horcruxes?!"

Don't tell him Ginny! Don't tell him! She could hear him inside her.

Ginny shut her eyes, succumbing to the voice – wrapping herself in Harry's eyes and arms in front of the fireplace.

"TELL ME!!!"

She was too far into the memory to care for the screaming voice. Harry bent down and kissed her lips softly-

"CRUCIO!!!"

Pain, unbearable pain crippled her delicate form. Her flimsy arms instantly collapsed, her body rolling onto its back. The splitting in her chest and rushing of her blood sunk her deeper under the surface. The prickling that had startled so faintly in the tips of her limbs, was now a searing fire burning off her very flesh. The throbbing in her stomach never ceased – she was being burned alive.

"Stop it! Stop!" Jason pleaded in the distance.

Ginny's own screams began to diminish as the pain numbed.

She gasped as the air finally came. She could breathe again.

"How dare you disrupt me!" Voldemort's callous voice broke the silence, Ginny could hear muffled sounds, but she didn't have the strength to even open her eyes.

"Take her away"


"GINNY!" Luna looked on in terror as Ginny's body was carried by Rookwood to the cell and placed unceremoniously on the ground.

"What has he done to her?" Luna asked, mystified by Ginny's cryptic appearance.

Ginny could hear Luna's voice – but the throbbing in her own head was so painful, all she wanted to do was sink into sleep.

Ginny fought the nightmares and released herself into the morning. She never knew what time of day it was anymore – the only hint was the small crack of light coming from the high up slit of a window.

"Are you alight? What did they do to you last night?" Luna was at her with questions immediately. Ginny rubbed her temples. "Volde-"

"Sh" Luna warned.

Ginny let her hands go "The evil guy, put the imperio on me and asked questions on Harry."

"Did you answer them?"

Ginny sighed "I couldn't stop him. He weaned the words out of me before I could stop myself."

"But…what happened to you?"

Ginny gazed down at her cut and blistered hands. "When I refused to answer his last question, he performed the Crucio on me. I guess I just wasn't strong enough to take it." Ginny thought disdainfully.

"You think…the baby is, alright?"

Ginny sucked in air, her hand grasping her stomach. "I…I think it is. I forgot, completely. Oh Merlin" she held her face in her hands. What if Voldemort had harmed her child? Or scarred it? Or worse…killed it?

Ginny put her hand on her stomach, concentrating hard with her eyes closed.

She was searching for any sign of life.

Tears crept into her eyes.

Then she heard it. A slow, steady heartbeat.

Ginny's body slumped in relief.

"It's okay?!" Luna twittered in excitement. She jumped up at Ginny's smile, unable to contain her own happiness.

"Thank Merlin, thank Merlin! I was so worried Ginny, I couldn't sleep all night. You looked so horrible over there, just lying-"

The door at the end of the hall gave a deafening slam. Luna stopped short, watching the dark hooded figure approach them swiftly.

Ginny knew who it was.

"Jason" she called out faintly. He didn't move. She was sure he had heard her.

"Jason" she called out louder, a bit more perturbed. "Did he hurt you?"

"Why would you care?!" Jason whirled around. Ginny gasped. Jason's face held threw long gashes on his right cheek – most likely inflicted by Voldemort himself.

"Oh Jason" tears welled up.

"Here" he threw Luna and Ginny both bags. They scuttled away, afraid of their contents.

"I stole from the kitchens. Enjoy." His voice was dripping with venom.

As soon as he had left, they both opened their bags eagerly, surprised by their contents.

Food. Hoards of food.

Ginny tackled her sandwiches viciously, while Luna enthusiastically examined her assortment of fruits, canned jams, toast, and sandwiches.

Ginny could not contemplate Jason's actions – but they re-ignited the small glimmer of hope inside of her, that her old Jason had not been lost.


Harry, Ron and Hermione were sitting around the campfire outside their tent.

"It's going to be okay, Harry" Hermione rubbed his back consolingly.

A month ago they got wind of Ginny's disappearance.

No one could comprehend the suffering Harry went through every night…the visions he would see.

Harry's body went stiff under Hermione's touch, and she retracted.

"Harry! Hermione!" Ron pointed into the woods.

A human figure in a black cloak was searching the woods.

"Potter, I know you're here somewhere! Come out of your hiding place if you want to see Ginny again!!!"

Harry had already bolted form his seat, wand drawn.

"What the fuck do you want?! WHERE IS GINNY?!?!" Harry's sharp voice echoed in the empty forest.

The cloaked figure laughed maliciously at Harry's fury.

"You think you can scare me Potter? Scare all the information out of me?" he chuckled.

Ron stepped foreword, recognizing the voice. He remember hearing it when he was beating up-

"I know you!" Ron charged past Harry, throwing off the Death Eater's hood in a quick flip.

"Mind your hands Weasley!" Jason warned, wand out and at the ready.

Hermione clasped onto Ron to keep him from bloodying up Jason once again.

"How could you betray her! I thought you were her friend!!" Hermione cried out – realizing that she too, like Ginny, had been betrayed.

"She was my friend, until Potter here came along and convinced her that her life was better being knocked up and abandoned on the way side."

"It was never like that!" Harry had slashed his wand before Jason knew it.

"Impedimenta!"

Jason fell back onto the ground, but jumped up in a split second.

"Flagrate!"

A line of fire burst forth from Jason's wand, separating the two parties with a wall of flames. Jason and Harry stared at each other's hazy figures through the thick vapors of the lethal blaze.

"She's better where she is! Now that you aren't with her."

"That's a lie!"

"If you ever want to see her again, Potter, the Dark Lord passes on the message that you must hand over all Horcruxes to him and forgo your search! Or else she dies."

Before Harry could perform any sort of curse or hex – Ron had raced towards Jason, through the fire. Luckily Hermione's quick thinking saved Ron from catching flame – sending a Protego charm to block any effect of the flickering wall.

They would hear Ron's vehement cursing – a low oath from Jason – and then Ron's piercing screams.

Hermione and Harry made their way around quickly, but already it was too late.

Ron's bloody form lay on the ground.