Chapter Sixteen: Ginny's Hero.
Ginny shivered despite the warm night air. The Snaggle stood next to her as the crowd gathered around her.
"What is it I must do?" trembled Ginny.
"Well, all I do is ask you questions, and you answer them." smiled the Snaggle. "If you tell the truth, you are free. If you lie, then you are punished."
"Oh well. Sounds Easy." lied Ginny.
"Ok. Firstly, Relax. My name is Haleni." smiled the Snaggle.
"Pleased to meet you." lied Ginny again.
"Look, we're not all that bad you know!" said Haleni. Ginny thought the Snaggle looked a bit annoyed. "Okay then. We will begin." smiled Haleni. The crowd began to applaud and cheer.
"Good luck Ginny." called one hooded young man from the crowd. The voice sounded vaguely familiar, but Ginny chose to ignore it for now.
"Ok then Haleni. What are the questions."
"Easy. First, are you ready?"
"Yeah, come on. I wanna go home!" Ginny was beginning to feel weird and slightly numb again.
"Ok. Ginny Weasley. Do you love Harry Potter?"
"Why yes! Of course I do! Everyone knows that!"
Suddenly, there was movement from the crowd. The hooded youth bounded out of the crowd - it was Harry! "Come on Ginny! You've proved you have something to come back for! Take my hand quick!"
Haleni ordered the crowd to grab Harry. Ginny ran to him.
"But how?" Ginny asked as she fought to free herself from Haleni and bobbed her way through the throng.
"Hermione knew about your mirror, she used it to project me into your dreams! But hurry!" yelled Harry as he dodged the hands of the crowd.
Ginny was within a few feet of him now and weaving through the arms of her captors, she made one last lunge for Harry's hand whilst Haleni was muttering a spell from behind her.
Neville Longbottom dressed in his finest robes that he would be wearing to the Winter Ball. Having finished, he admired himself in the mirror. He looked great. With great care and delicacy, he picked up a small drawing of Ginny he had made and clung it to his breast. He then bowed to himself in the mirror and began, very gracefully, to dance as if Ginny were in his arms.
"Come to the dance with me please Ginny." he whispered.
Hermione finished the spell and she and Harry were able to see into Ginny's dream through Hermione's mirror. Harry let out a gasp.
"What is it Harry?" asked Hermione.
"I'm already in her dream somehow!" said Harry, "Come on!"
And the pair of them entered the dream, coming through at the rear of the crowd to try and reach Ginny before she reached Harry's imposter.
But they had arrived too late! Ginny's hand grabbed the dashing Harry and suddenly, she felt terribly sick. Harry and Hermione fell backwards from Ginny's dream into reality with terrible migraines.
Harry wrapped his strong Arms around Ginny as the pair of the lay in his bed. Ginny felt relieved that it was all a ghastly dream and snuggled back into Harry for Warmth.
Dumbledore held Madam Pomfrey's hand as Ginny seemed to give up the fight. Snape comforted Sybil Trelawny and the Weasley brothers were silent.
Haleni stood over Ginny in the empty village street.
"You have failed." she whispered sadly. Picking up Ginny's body, Haleni took her indoors. Ginny eyes were glazed as if watching some private dream. Haleni pushed open her hut door and laid Ginny on the table.
Ginny shivered despite the warm night air. The Snaggle stood next to her as the crowd gathered around her.
"What is it I must do?" trembled Ginny.
"Well, all I do is ask you questions, and you answer them." smiled the Snaggle. "If you tell the truth, you are free. If you lie, then you are punished."
"Oh well. Sounds Easy." lied Ginny.
"Ok. Firstly, Relax. My name is Haleni." smiled the Snaggle.
"Pleased to meet you." lied Ginny again.
"Look, we're not all that bad you know!" said Haleni. Ginny thought the Snaggle looked a bit annoyed. "Okay then. We will begin." smiled Haleni. The crowd began to applaud and cheer.
"Good luck Ginny." called one hooded young man from the crowd. The voice sounded vaguely familiar, but Ginny chose to ignore it for now.
"Ok then Haleni. What are the questions."
"Easy. First, are you ready?"
"Yeah, come on. I wanna go home!" Ginny was beginning to feel weird and slightly numb again.
"Ok. Ginny Weasley. Do you love Harry Potter?"
"Why yes! Of course I do! Everyone knows that!"
Suddenly, there was movement from the crowd. The hooded youth bounded out of the crowd - it was Harry! "Come on Ginny! You've proved you have something to come back for! Take my hand quick!"
Haleni ordered the crowd to grab Harry. Ginny ran to him.
"But how?" Ginny asked as she fought to free herself from Haleni and bobbed her way through the throng.
"Hermione knew about your mirror, she used it to project me into your dreams! But hurry!" yelled Harry as he dodged the hands of the crowd.
Ginny was within a few feet of him now and weaving through the arms of her captors, she made one last lunge for Harry's hand whilst Haleni was muttering a spell from behind her.
Neville Longbottom dressed in his finest robes that he would be wearing to the Winter Ball. Having finished, he admired himself in the mirror. He looked great. With great care and delicacy, he picked up a small drawing of Ginny he had made and clung it to his breast. He then bowed to himself in the mirror and began, very gracefully, to dance as if Ginny were in his arms.
"Come to the dance with me please Ginny." he whispered.
Hermione finished the spell and she and Harry were able to see into Ginny's dream through Hermione's mirror. Harry let out a gasp.
"What is it Harry?" asked Hermione.
"I'm already in her dream somehow!" said Harry, "Come on!"
And the pair of them entered the dream, coming through at the rear of the crowd to try and reach Ginny before she reached Harry's imposter.
But they had arrived too late! Ginny's hand grabbed the dashing Harry and suddenly, she felt terribly sick. Harry and Hermione fell backwards from Ginny's dream into reality with terrible migraines.
Harry wrapped his strong Arms around Ginny as the pair of the lay in his bed. Ginny felt relieved that it was all a ghastly dream and snuggled back into Harry for Warmth.
Dumbledore held Madam Pomfrey's hand as Ginny seemed to give up the fight. Snape comforted Sybil Trelawny and the Weasley brothers were silent.
Haleni stood over Ginny in the empty village street.
"You have failed." she whispered sadly. Picking up Ginny's body, Haleni took her indoors. Ginny eyes were glazed as if watching some private dream. Haleni pushed open her hut door and laid Ginny on the table.