Story Title/Link: The Wand Collection
School and Theme: Durmstrang: Hepzibah Smith had an impressive collection of magical and historical items that many coveted. Write about a character's collection.
Mandatory Prompt: [Genre] Thriller
Additional Prompt(s): [Action] Kidnapping
Year: Year 1
Word count: 1435
Ginny leant against the wall behind her, cigarette in hand. Her eyes never stuck to one spot, making sure she was aware of any change in situation. Her targets could arrive at any moment and she didn't want to miss them, or worse, be captured by them.
Some boys who were not too far off were watching her and arguing, probably deciding whether or not to approach her. She smiled, it was perfect. They would be easy to lose, but help her cover. After all, no-one would expect Ginny Weasley to be flirting with some Muggle boys, but then again, she didn't look anything like Ginny Weasley at the moment. Her hair was dyed black—it'd easily wash out—and her loose fitting jeans with cropped top were far from her usual attire.
Just as the boys started to head over, Ginny heard a pop, followed by Death Eaters appearing in the middle of the road, causing confusion as Muggles stopped to stare. The confusion was enough for Ginny to slip into an alley, out of sight. She hated that she couldn't save them, but her main mission was to eliminate the Death Eaters and for that she needed stealth.
It was torture as Ginny heard the screams from Muggles as the Cruciatus curse hit them. She wanted to close her eyes and block out the sounds, but she knew that she couldn't, she had to wait; wait until the silence. The silence that meant that all Muggles had fled or been killed. It seemed like an eternity before the silence finally came. Somehow, it seemed even louder than the screams. The silence that said, "you let me die!"
Ginny dared to peek around the Muggle bin she'd been hiding behind, relieved that no Muggles had picked this alleyway to hide in, and she waited. The Death Eaters would split and search for survivors. That was when Ginny would strike.
She grabbed the two full glass bottles and waited for the footsteps to come near.
It took a few minutes, and Ginny heard a few more screams as innocent victims were tortured and killed, but finally she heard the footsteps approach and she prepared.
Three.
She tightened her grip on the bottle in her right hand.
Two.
Ginny took a deep breath, it was nearly time.
One.
In a swift movementGinny hit the Death Eater closest to her with the first bottle and before the second one had time to realise what had happened, Ginny had moved the second bottle into her right hand and brought it down, smashing the glass and liquid inside over them. With quick, practised ease Ginny grabbed the two syringes from her bag and pushed the liquid into the veins of the Muggle-torturing bastards. That would keep them out for a few hours, enough for Ginny to hide them and tie them up.
Once again using precision that only came from experience, Ginny grabbed the next tool in her bag. Two seconds later, both of them had lost their left arm, the arm which held the dark mark—the symbol of their allegiance to Voldemort. And not too long after, both Death Eaters had their arms bandaged. After all, Ginny wanted them alive, at least for now. She didn't even blink as she grabbed the cut off arms and threw them in the bin, before pulling both Death Eaters into one of the nearby buildings.
Making quick work of tying them up, Ginny returned outside to grab the discarded wands that had fallen when she'd knocked them out. With a small smile Ginny added them to her bag, before heading back inside to wait for her prisoners to wake up. She would look them over and add them to her collection when she got back to Hogwarts and could put up anti-tracing charms.
Ginny knew she had time, as long as she was back in time for lessons on Monday morning, nobody would ever be the wiser. The Death Eaters would be noticed as missing, but they'd be presumed deserters. She'd be safe.
*hphphp*
Ginny closed her eyes as warm water ran down her body, the black hair dye making its way down her back and into the plumbing. Any dried up blood was washed away, removing even more of the evidence of Ginny's weekend activity.
The information Ginny had received had been very welcome and informative, but nothing she could act upon immediately. Next weekend she would go back and see if more information was forthcoming, that was if either of them survived till next weekend. Ginny wasn't too bothered. If they died she wouldn't have to kill them.
Stepping out of the shower, Ginny grabbed her small bag and put a privacy bubble around her; she could finally put her two newly collected wands with the others.
As Ginny looked through the wands she smiled, each wand representing a Death Eater that would never kill again. A Death Eater that was no danger to anyone; that was why she'd taken the first wand, after all. She'd never planned on starting a wand collection, but then again, she hadn't planned to go out and get rid of Death Eaters either.
Seeing the very first wand she'd collected, Ginny's eyes lit up. It was the wand that had started everything, and the fact that it used to belong to Lucius Malfoy just made it all the sweeter to Ginny. The fact that she hadn't even meant to kill him was just a small detail. He shouldn't have been poking around Ottery St Catchpole.
When she had bumped into him while sneaking out, she'd been afraid her wand would lead people to her, so she grabbed the nearest thing to her, a brick. She'd grabbed his wand to stop him shooting spells at her when he woke up; it was only the next day that she read in the Muggle news that Lucius had died. The blow and the following fall had been hard enough to knock him out long enough for him to bleed out.
She'd been afraid that his fellow Death Eaters would find out, or figure out somehow what she'd done, so she'd stolen a box with anti-tracing charms from Fred and George's room. Why they had it, Ginny didn't know and probably didn't want to, but she'd put the wand in the box and it'd worked like a charm. No one ever came after her. Once at Hogwarts she'd put extra spells on the box to protect the contents.
After that Ginny's mind had kept wandering to the wand and the murder it represented. At first she'd felt ill, but by remembering that it was self defence she got through. Of course the lessons by the Carrow siblings also helped her get through; they reminded her of how bad a person Lucius was, and one day after a really bad lesson, she had wondered if she could do it again. Could she kill another person and make Hogwarts safer?
It wasn't until another horrific lesson that Ginny finally decided to go through with it. She would kill Alecto. It was only after knocking out Alecto and trying to figure out the best way to finish her off, that Ginny realised that the Dark Mark let others know where the carrier was. And it had nearly cost her, but luckily Amycus had underestimated her. Ginny had used Alecto's wand to protect herself and ended up killing both Carrow siblings. They had been good at testing the best method to get rid of the Dark Mark. Cutting the arm off had worked best, and had been used ever since. And Ginny had added two more wands to her collection.
Slowly, it'd been more than just a way for no one to find her. They were trophies. She'd battled the evil, killed it and survived. Her collection represented her strength. They wouldn't get the upper hand ever again, she had the proof she was better and could be better than them.
An alarm beeped next to Ginny, bringing her out of her memories. It was time to pack everything away and pretend to be just a normal school girl again. With careful precision the wands all went back into the box and back into her bag where the box would stay until she had a new one to add.
Ginny slipped into the main part of the Room of Requirement, where the other students were, happy and relieved that the room provided her with a secret passage out of the castle and a small room to shower and change without anyone else knowing.