A/N: I am so glad many of you enjoy Ginny's involvement. She has a major role in my fiction which will now be revealed. I thank those who reviewed, and request for more.
Princess Kattera:
Yes, I am writing more. I wanted my fiction to be on a global scale, not restricted to one line of thinking. In that chapter I try to establish the grey areas of the entire war. I do hope you read number 35! Oh! And thank you for the compliment on my poem.
Araina: Thank you, its good to be back. Er, I'm sorry about the massacre thing, please be careful they will be some more to come.
Agi: This chapter will make things a little more clear as to Ginny's loyalties and intentions.
Spirit of Rain: Jess, thank you! But I believe this and the next chapter maybe better in some ways. Heh heh, I intend to send more chills and thrills your way!
Dolphin-Tears: Glad to have you back! Um, a lot is going on! Is that question rhetorical? The best way to know the answers is to read (and review). But what ever it is it involves evil… Once again glad to have you back.
Sarah: Thank you! I hope this chapter is to your liking. It involves mainly Ginny and her new attitude.
Sailor Geraldine: Thank you!
With the morning light Ginny awoke.
A gush of energy went through her. The dreary feeling and rot had been washed away from her mind and senses, she felt alive.
A new confidence radiated from her, the veil of shyness lifted, her personality glowed.
Other around her felt the change and the difference, but they could not place what had changed.
As she passed through the corridors and went into the hall for breakfast, she got more than her usual share of admiring looks, quite many more.
There was something about the way she carried herself, which gave off an aura of seduction, desire as if she was beckoning to them. Yet, she still seemed fresh and innocent as if preserved and unsoiled in mind and body.
She gave a small smile to a Ravenclaw boy, which had the effect of a small heart attack. Luckily no permanent damage had been done.
Her red hair flaming she sat on the Gryffindor table right next to Harry, something she till date had not really dared.
Hermione had still not come down from the prefectorial dorms and thus Harry was alone.
'Hi Ginny' said Harry
Ginny whipped her hair back slowly and gave Harry one of her best smiles
'Hi Harry' she replied
Harry looked up from his toast and stared at Ginny for the first time that day. He too was shocked; the change in her was remarkable.
'Em Ginny, what did you do to yourself?' he blurted
'Why, nothing Harry' she said in a silky voice as she made small circles with her fingers on his thigh, while leaning in close
Harry began to feel extremely uncomfortable in that position.
'I wonder where Hermione is?' he said getting up and excusing himself from the table
Harry quickly exited from the hall, his breathing quite faster than usual. What on earth had gotten into Ginny! She was almost seducing me!
The he laughed. She was probably playing a joke or something; she couldn't still have that old crush on me…
Could she?
He shook his head. Hermione was coming down the stairs. Should I tell her, he debated.
'Good Morning Herm' said Harry smiling
'What's special today Harry you usually don't stand at the staircases waiting for me' said Hermione
'Um, nothing, just missing you at the table' said Harry deciding not to tell about Ginny's behavior, what was to tell he thought.
'Well let's go there then' said Hermione taking his hand
Ginny turned to see Harry and Hermione walking into together hand in hand.
A surge of jealously went through her, she clenched her fists, willing herself not to loose control. She had felt a little envious before but this feeling of pure blinding hatred was something new.
The strain was visible in her face for a second, Mordante, his real self not the illusion arrived just in time. It gladdened his heart.
'Good Morning everyone' he said as he sat down
'Good morning Ron' said Hermione as she sat down with Harry
Ginny by now was calm
'Hey Hermione' she said
The conversation proceeded as normal after that, breakfast was soon over and general chit chat followed until the periods were to begin.
'Ladies and Gentlemen' said Ginny addressing Hermione, Harry and Mordante 'I need to speak to you in private'
'Um, alright' said Harry, the others also nodded and they headed for an empty classroom
After they were all in and the door closed.
'So what's up on the Voldemort front?' asked Ginny
The three looked in separate directions trying not to look at Ginny
'Well?' she asked putting her hands to her hips.
'Um' said Harry looking at Hermione
'Er' said Hermione looking at Mordante
'Sure!' said Mordante 'And while you are doing that, please fill me in too'
Realizing they were trapped, Harry and Hermione updated them. Ginny's eyes widened with fear and concern.
'He asked you to join him?' she said
'Holy Merlin's beard Harry!' said Mordante 'Mind telling me little details like that one!'
'I am totally with them Harry' said Hermione
Harry sighed; this was going to take sometime.
Somewhere in Pakistan
A man in military dress approached the wizard in long red robes.
'I have done as you said' the soldier said to the man
'Excellent' said the man in robes
'There are some details still to be sorted out, but the men at the lower levels will take care of that. You are lucky this is a military government in lateral, once a decision is taken at the top it funnels in quite easily down. In a democracy that would be a little difficult , Pakistan is now under the command of your master' said the soldier
'That much I know' said the man in robes
'My conditions have been met?' said the man
'Twenty billion dollars in the bank of your choice, a ticket out of Pakistan and residency in all our conquered states' said the man in robes
'I believe that covers it' the soldier said.
'One more thing' said the man in robes 'Avada Kedavra'
The Hallways of Hogwarts
Ginny moved around trying to get a glimpse of Harry as she switched from class to class. Unfortunately she did not know his preoccupation with the mage training that was slowly taking over his entire school life.
She had received a great shock at the increase in Voldemort's power and her worry for Harry had increased, as with her lust and desire.
It was becoming an obsession. Like a drug her entire mental and physical self yearned for him. Her mind free from all inhibitions she began to plan. Classes didn't matter, school didn't matter, nothing mattered.... only him, only him.
Warrior Training Room
Harry was undergoing another training session from Dumbledore.
Armed with sword and shield they both started training.
They circled like vultures each trying to stare down the other, while from the corner of their eyes they searched for a weakness.
Dumbledore was the first to attack his swung his sword sending a flaming ball towards Harry. Harry deflected it with his shield towards Dumbledore who ducked to avoid his own weapon.
Harry smiled, Dumbledore smiled in reply.
Without warning Harry charged, thinking Dumbledore was off guard. The spell struck Dumbledore straight in the stomach. Harry paused for a moment to see its effect. There was none, and a second later the world went black.
'Harry, Harry' a voice spoke softly as Harry Potter opened his eyes
'Good you are awake' said Dumbledore with his classical twinkle
'Sir, what happened?' asked a disoriented Harry
'You were over confident' said Dumbledore simply
'Why didn't my spell have any effect?' asked back Harry
'I threw the counter charm at it' said Dumbledore 'Its time you learnt them'
Harry groaned.
Mordante's Chambers
Mordante was busy at work.
The potion he was concocting was a difficult and tedious task. He had a sedative nearby, if he accidentally spilt some on his skin despite the dragon hide gloves he would drink it immediately.
The effects were instantaneous and lethal.
He mused at the irony of it all. The perfect plan to kidnap Hermione could have only two holes, Dumbledore and Hermione herself.
Dumbledore's interference would destroy the entire plan, as Mordante's real self would be revealed and that would be a great loss to the cause.
Hermione as her initial accent was needed to take her out of the castle. The only way out was through the floo network, a part of which was installed in the three broom sticks. The pub at Hogsmeade…
Security enhancements by Dumbledore had made it impossible to go through the normal methods, including flying and port keys.
But the potion would do the job effectively. Mordante had intended to use something like the imperious curse, but Hermione's will was strong, and the risk was too great.
This method was simpler and due to its unique nature, extremely discreet. The side effects were of course quite entertaining.
He added the last bat wing and the potion turned scarlet red.
'Scarlet' he spoke aloud 'How appropriate'
The hallways of Hogwarts
Hermione was attending her classes as normal. Her ability to concentrate though diminished by worry was still incredible.
Her OWLS were this year and she intended to break all the previous school records. This however required a monumental amount of study.
At times she did feel guilty as she though she was ignoring the threat of the Dark Lord, but she reasoned that a good education was one of the criteria to defeat his plans.
She knew she would be studying till late and had already informed Harry, and of course who ever else was present at the time.
'I will meet him first thing tomorrow' she promised to herself 'But today I shall study'
The opened Advanced Transfiguration and began to read.
The Hallways of Hogwarts
Ginny became more and more frustrated It was no longer about love and acceptance, but of fiery lust that had to be extinguished at satisfied. She was no longer in a proper frame of mind, her entire view of life changed.
She closed her eyes, bidding her mind to think. When suddenly the voice came back…
Virginia….
Virginia….
'Yes?' asked Ginny
Pick up the bottle…
'Which bottle?' asked Ginny as she opened her eyes to look around, her hand bumped across a small vial.
Use it…
'How?' she asked
I shall explain…
Dinner Time
The entire Hogwarts assembled for the grand dinner in the hall. The house tables were full of chatter and gossip.
The Gryffindors by this time had forgiven Ron Weasley as the heart rendering story of his romance spread and found acceptance.
Mordante now found a reverse situation; the Gryffindors especially the girls were pushing him towards Pansy.
Harry again found himself sitting between Ginny and Hermione. But Ginny kept her hands to her self.
Harry forgot the morning incident.
He would regret it later.
Dinner being finished, Hermione kissed Harry good night. She had to study and he had to sleep in the Warrior Training room.
Harry excused himself from the table and walked stealthily through the corridors to reach the entrance of the warrior training rooms.
There was hardly anyone in the hallways the time appropriate to slip past all.
But there was a follower. A dark shadow with red hair tracked his every movement.
He reached the train centre and walked through the main hall. The shadows fleeing from the light always gave him a slight shiver.
He moved towards his new quarters and changed into night clothes. He washed his face and hands and lay down on the bed.
Suddenly a dim glow surrounded him; candles in their hundreds appeared and surrounded the bed.
A single figure approached him through the dark; he waited apprehensively for it to walk into the light, hand raised in case of any trouble.
He saw Ginny, clad in black lingerie contrasting against her smooth white skin, her long red hair flowing down her side.
The sight took his breath away; he was half lying down half raised on the bed.
'Ginny' he croaked
'Harry' she replied in an innocent, nut seductive voice
The glow from the candle reflected off her skin, her hair and her eyes, giving her divine unearthly look. She took slow and meaningful steps forwards, enticing, offering, asking, demanding.
Harry was paralyzed as she approached, her beauty astounded him, his mouth remained open, his mind trying to grasp the situation.
Ginny walked closer and closer, as she reached his bedside she took out a red bottle.
'Harry, I need to speak to you' she simply said
She took a large mouthful of the fluid into her mouth.
Before Harry could react she kissed him deeply, using her tongue to force the liquid down his throat.
A/N:
What happens next in the web of treachery and deceit! Next chapter, same fiction…
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