Chapter Five: The Shadow
Hermione was the only one talking at breakfast the next day. She had missed the argument, and didn't notice the lack of conversation coming from the other three.
"Ok, I made a list of all the possible creatures in the Forbidden Forest, taken from personal accounts and such. I made copies for you guys. Now, we need to figure out what these creatures are capable of, and seek out potoins or spells to ward them off. Well, I nearly finished with my list, but I left yours empty so you can find them on your own." Hermione smiled, and started eating.
"After we're finished I think we should also find a map of the forest, I think I remember Binns saying that someone drew a map of the terrain a long time ago...I'll have to search the library."
As soon as Ginny was finished eating she quickly left the table, making a mental note to sit with Mary at lunch. Her first class that day was Defense Against The Dark Arts. Now she wished she had examined the dreamcatcher, just in case Professor Stone asked her about it.
Again, Ginny sat in the back, watching the room slowly fill with students. Professor Stone was sitting at her desk, her legs propped up on the table top, reading a book. Right as the last person sat down, Stone closed her book and stood.
"Imagine this...you come home from a long day of work. As soon as you enter the house you know something is amiss. You know someone is in there, with you, but you can't see them. How are they concealed?"
Hands shot into the air and Lana called on them one at a time.
"They could be wearing an invisiblity cloak."
"I heard of the Camellion Potion that can make the drinker blend in with its surroundings."
"They could have transfigured themselves into something in the room."
Professor Stone looked on, pleased. "All your answers are very plausible. Now, how do you detect which one is concealing them?"
Less hands shot into the air this time around.
"Let's start with the invisiblity cloak." Lana said, and called on a seventh year girl.
"An invisiblity cloak hides a person from vision, but can't hide the fact that there's someone there. If you perform the Visible Spell the cloak will flicker, allowing you to see the person."
"Very good, ten points to Ravenclaw. However, you'd have to act quick with that one, the Visible Spell doesn't permanately show you the wearer, and only works within a ten to twenty yard radius. Next, how about the Camellion?" Lana called on a boy in the front.
"You could instantly change what the surroundings look like, which will confuse the Camellion, and you'd be able to see him."
"Yes, but with what spell?"
The boy was a little reluctant to answer. "The Changedecor spell."
"Ah, yes, a friend of mine was very familiar with that spell. Kept rearranging her room, though I wouldn't have expected a boy to know that one."
The class gave a little laugh, causing the boy to blush.
"Now, the last one, they've transfigured themselves into something in the room. Ginny."
"We just finished a section on Site Potions in Professor Snape's class, and he said the Clear Site Potion would allow you to see things which aren't as they appear. Would that work?"
"Yes, I'd say that would work very well. However, you'd have to have some handy, I hear it takes a grueling hour to make that. Five points to Gryffindor."
Professor Stone continued her lesson on intruders, and how to detect them using simple spells. The class was to spend the last twenty minutes trying to find ten things Professor Stone concealed in her class room. While Ginny was up front trying to detect if the chalk board was as it appeared, Lana came up to her.
"Have you had any trouble sleeping lately?" She questioned.
Ginny turned to her and shook her head.
"Good, I'd hate to see a prized pupil losing sleep." And with that, she left.
Ginny's face turned a slight pink. A prized student? Ginny? She'd never been called that. Maybe good at a few subjects, able to learn quickly, but never prized. Defense Against the Dark Arts soon became Ginny's favorite class, tied with Muggle Studies. And Care of Magical Creatures tied as worst, along with Potions. It started with her first class after her argument with Ron.
Ginny didn't have any one to sit with. Harry obviously would sit with Ron, even if he thought Ron should appologize. Hermione had found out what had happened, and refused to choose sides, so she sat by herself, usually being called on by Professor Grubbly-Plank to assist. Ginny was sitting on the cool grass, picking at the green blades when someone sat next to her.
"Seat taken?" The familiar voice asked.
Ginny looked up at Draco, and nearly began to cry. She wiped at her eyes and mumbled something about allergies.
"Look, if our little 'friendship' is getting between you and your brother I'd understand if you didn't want to talk to me. Not like I'd really care." Draco whispered, so no one would hear.
"No!" Ginny stated, looking into Draco's eyes. "Ron is so pigheaded, I wouldn't pay any attention to him. Sometimes I just want to-- " Ginny plucked a very large clump of grass from the ground, and squeezed it.
"I know the feeling." Draco laughed.
Ginny noticed Ron's eyes upon her, but ignored them.
"Besides, who would I have help me with Potions?" Ginny smiled, looking up at Draco.
At that moment Hagrid came from behind his cabin carrying a big cage filled with little fury creatures. They were bouncing on each other, and looked to be wearing little caps. Every now and then there'd be a small popping noise and a few of them would disappear, only to reappear a few moments later.
"Awe." A few girls in the front cooed, seeing the furry creatures up front.
"You won' be sayin' that when yer in the Forest and they get ye lost." Hagrid said. "Yecks a very dubious creatures. They're mischief makers, even more so than pixies. They just love to lead humans away from safe paths, and into dangerous territory. Their little caps is what makes 'em invisible. If ye git ahold of one, you'd could use it yerself."
The class was asked to go up and view the yecks, two by two. Ron gave an angry snort when he saw Draco and Ginny go up together.
"So, if you come across one of these in the Forest, I'd suggest you go the opposite way it goes." Professor Grubbly-Plank said.
~*~*~
Ginny was up in her room, sitting on her bed with her notebook open to the page she had drawn Draco in. She had many good chances to read his eyes, and had just finished drawing them in. Her portrait was complete, but didn't know what to write next to it. She still didn't have him figured out.
She laid back on her bed and her eyes fell on the dreamcatcher. She stood up on her bed and brought it down to examin it. As soon as she touched her wand to the threaded circle, it turned hazy and her dream appeared inside the circle. She saw herself following Draco into the forest, knowing what was about to come. Draco was gone, and there was the shadow. She could make it out more clearly, and screamed when she had, dropping the dreamcatcher on the floor.
Her dream was still playing in the circle, and Ginny, with her hand to her mouth, looked over her bed. The shadow...she'd know it any where...it was Riddle's.
(A/N: Ok, I know this chapter is a little shorter than the ones I usually write. I just had to end it there, sort of like a cliffhanger...why is voldemort in her dreams? what does it mean? dun dun dunnnnnnnn!!! And I promise, soon I will have Draco in leather!)
Hermione was the only one talking at breakfast the next day. She had missed the argument, and didn't notice the lack of conversation coming from the other three.
"Ok, I made a list of all the possible creatures in the Forbidden Forest, taken from personal accounts and such. I made copies for you guys. Now, we need to figure out what these creatures are capable of, and seek out potoins or spells to ward them off. Well, I nearly finished with my list, but I left yours empty so you can find them on your own." Hermione smiled, and started eating.
"After we're finished I think we should also find a map of the forest, I think I remember Binns saying that someone drew a map of the terrain a long time ago...I'll have to search the library."
As soon as Ginny was finished eating she quickly left the table, making a mental note to sit with Mary at lunch. Her first class that day was Defense Against The Dark Arts. Now she wished she had examined the dreamcatcher, just in case Professor Stone asked her about it.
Again, Ginny sat in the back, watching the room slowly fill with students. Professor Stone was sitting at her desk, her legs propped up on the table top, reading a book. Right as the last person sat down, Stone closed her book and stood.
"Imagine this...you come home from a long day of work. As soon as you enter the house you know something is amiss. You know someone is in there, with you, but you can't see them. How are they concealed?"
Hands shot into the air and Lana called on them one at a time.
"They could be wearing an invisiblity cloak."
"I heard of the Camellion Potion that can make the drinker blend in with its surroundings."
"They could have transfigured themselves into something in the room."
Professor Stone looked on, pleased. "All your answers are very plausible. Now, how do you detect which one is concealing them?"
Less hands shot into the air this time around.
"Let's start with the invisiblity cloak." Lana said, and called on a seventh year girl.
"An invisiblity cloak hides a person from vision, but can't hide the fact that there's someone there. If you perform the Visible Spell the cloak will flicker, allowing you to see the person."
"Very good, ten points to Ravenclaw. However, you'd have to act quick with that one, the Visible Spell doesn't permanately show you the wearer, and only works within a ten to twenty yard radius. Next, how about the Camellion?" Lana called on a boy in the front.
"You could instantly change what the surroundings look like, which will confuse the Camellion, and you'd be able to see him."
"Yes, but with what spell?"
The boy was a little reluctant to answer. "The Changedecor spell."
"Ah, yes, a friend of mine was very familiar with that spell. Kept rearranging her room, though I wouldn't have expected a boy to know that one."
The class gave a little laugh, causing the boy to blush.
"Now, the last one, they've transfigured themselves into something in the room. Ginny."
"We just finished a section on Site Potions in Professor Snape's class, and he said the Clear Site Potion would allow you to see things which aren't as they appear. Would that work?"
"Yes, I'd say that would work very well. However, you'd have to have some handy, I hear it takes a grueling hour to make that. Five points to Gryffindor."
Professor Stone continued her lesson on intruders, and how to detect them using simple spells. The class was to spend the last twenty minutes trying to find ten things Professor Stone concealed in her class room. While Ginny was up front trying to detect if the chalk board was as it appeared, Lana came up to her.
"Have you had any trouble sleeping lately?" She questioned.
Ginny turned to her and shook her head.
"Good, I'd hate to see a prized pupil losing sleep." And with that, she left.
Ginny's face turned a slight pink. A prized student? Ginny? She'd never been called that. Maybe good at a few subjects, able to learn quickly, but never prized. Defense Against the Dark Arts soon became Ginny's favorite class, tied with Muggle Studies. And Care of Magical Creatures tied as worst, along with Potions. It started with her first class after her argument with Ron.
Ginny didn't have any one to sit with. Harry obviously would sit with Ron, even if he thought Ron should appologize. Hermione had found out what had happened, and refused to choose sides, so she sat by herself, usually being called on by Professor Grubbly-Plank to assist. Ginny was sitting on the cool grass, picking at the green blades when someone sat next to her.
"Seat taken?" The familiar voice asked.
Ginny looked up at Draco, and nearly began to cry. She wiped at her eyes and mumbled something about allergies.
"Look, if our little 'friendship' is getting between you and your brother I'd understand if you didn't want to talk to me. Not like I'd really care." Draco whispered, so no one would hear.
"No!" Ginny stated, looking into Draco's eyes. "Ron is so pigheaded, I wouldn't pay any attention to him. Sometimes I just want to-- " Ginny plucked a very large clump of grass from the ground, and squeezed it.
"I know the feeling." Draco laughed.
Ginny noticed Ron's eyes upon her, but ignored them.
"Besides, who would I have help me with Potions?" Ginny smiled, looking up at Draco.
At that moment Hagrid came from behind his cabin carrying a big cage filled with little fury creatures. They were bouncing on each other, and looked to be wearing little caps. Every now and then there'd be a small popping noise and a few of them would disappear, only to reappear a few moments later.
"Awe." A few girls in the front cooed, seeing the furry creatures up front.
"You won' be sayin' that when yer in the Forest and they get ye lost." Hagrid said. "Yecks a very dubious creatures. They're mischief makers, even more so than pixies. They just love to lead humans away from safe paths, and into dangerous territory. Their little caps is what makes 'em invisible. If ye git ahold of one, you'd could use it yerself."
The class was asked to go up and view the yecks, two by two. Ron gave an angry snort when he saw Draco and Ginny go up together.
"So, if you come across one of these in the Forest, I'd suggest you go the opposite way it goes." Professor Grubbly-Plank said.
~*~*~
Ginny was up in her room, sitting on her bed with her notebook open to the page she had drawn Draco in. She had many good chances to read his eyes, and had just finished drawing them in. Her portrait was complete, but didn't know what to write next to it. She still didn't have him figured out.
She laid back on her bed and her eyes fell on the dreamcatcher. She stood up on her bed and brought it down to examin it. As soon as she touched her wand to the threaded circle, it turned hazy and her dream appeared inside the circle. She saw herself following Draco into the forest, knowing what was about to come. Draco was gone, and there was the shadow. She could make it out more clearly, and screamed when she had, dropping the dreamcatcher on the floor.
Her dream was still playing in the circle, and Ginny, with her hand to her mouth, looked over her bed. The shadow...she'd know it any where...it was Riddle's.
(A/N: Ok, I know this chapter is a little shorter than the ones I usually write. I just had to end it there, sort of like a cliffhanger...why is voldemort in her dreams? what does it mean? dun dun dunnnnnnnn!!! And I promise, soon I will have Draco in leather!)