Ginny Riddle, Chapter 4
Author's Note: What is this strange feeling Ginny is having for Tom Riddle? She is now his wife, but Harry and Hermione don't yet know this. They will find Voldemort's lair soon enough, and find out an unpleasant surprise. Thanks to all who reviewed Chapters 1-3. I hope you've liked it so far.
Disclaimer: Of course I own nothing. Except the plot. Somehow it struck me that J.K. Rowling would have never had Ginny Weasley marry Lord Voldemort, how obscene.
Harry Potter and Hermione Granger sat across from each other at the breakfast table, the events from the previous night still fresh in their minds. Yes, Ron would owe Seamus Finnigan ten bags of Every Flavor Beans. It looked hopeless. How would it feel to go back to Hogwarts as failures, and their friend under the spell of You-Know- Who? After they finished breakfast, they left the rooms at ten in the morning, and checked out of the hotel.
When they got outside the hotel, they stood in the main road of the Muggle town, talking.
"Do you ever think we'll find Ginny?" Hermione asked Harry.
"I don't know, Hermi, I really don't know," he replied. Hermione began to cry again, and Harry tried desperately to comfort her. "We will find her, and we will get revenge on Voldemort for such an act as this. I promise it," he declared, injecting false confidence into his voice. He wished he had some real confidence to give Hermione.
They walked to the warehouse where they had parked the Firebolt the day before. Now, on December 3rd, they hoped it would still be there. They went inside, and lifted the Invisibility Cloak, and the broom was still there. They stood in the warehouse, not moving or talking, until Harry broke the awkward silence when he noticed a tear or two in her eye. "Hermi," he started.
"Yeah, Harry," she responded.
"We will find Ginny. I know we will." This time, Harry didn't have to inject false confidence in his voice. The confidence was there, and he really believed they would find Ginny.
The confidence in his voice persuaded Hermione to believe that they would find her, too. "Thanks, Harry," she said, and kissed him again.
When they parted, Harry put his hand out over the Firebolt and shouted, "UP!" The broomstick launched itself upward into his hand and Harry and Hermione boarded it.
Harry threw the Invisibility Cloak over himself, Hermione, and the Firebolt. He was being especially careful not to be seen by the Muggles. They flew up, higher and higher. Harry leaned forward to stop the ascent and they began to fly in the general direction of some Dark place that could be Lord Voldemort's lair.
They flew and flew for hours, and very late that night, they stopped in the middle of a large forest for some rest. Harry took the leftover food they had saved from the Muggle hotel out of his backpack and put it on the ground. Harry and Hermione began to eat. Around halfway through their meal, a large brown owl flew down and landed right in the mashed potatoes, splattering potatoes all over the place.
"Hermi," said Harry. "Look, one of the school owls."
"I hope," Hermione replied, "that Dumbledore won't be too angry with us for disobeying him."
"I hope so too," Harry replied, taking the huge envelope from the owl. The owl flew back in the direction of Hogwarts as Harry opened the letter.
Dear Harry and Hermione,
I had a feeling you wouldn't do as I told. Ginny is not dead. She is alive, but she is no longer Ginny Weasley.
"I wonder what he means by that," inquired Harry.
"I don't know. Read on," Hermione commanded.
Her new name is Ginny Riddle. Lord Voldemort drugged her and married her against her will. I have not yet announced this to the students or any of the teachers, but I am planning to this morning. I strongly advise that you do not go searching for Voldemort, but since I know you must, I wish you good luck and wizard-speed.
Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore.
Harry folded up the letter as Hermione leapt to her feet. "VOLDEMORT??!!" she thundered, "DRUG GINNY AND MARRY HER????!!!!!!????!!!!" Harry put a hand on her shoulder and tried to calm her down, but she slapped him across the face and roared on. "I'LL KILL HIM!!!!! HE DOESN'T DESERVE TO LIVE!!!"
Then she noticed Harry sitting against a tree, his hand over his face. He moved his hand to reveal a bright red hand print. My hand print, Hermione thought. She walked up to Harry and sat next to him. "Oh, Harry, I'm so sorry," she said, tears forming in her eyes. She was crying because she had slapped Harry, very hard, but she was mostly crying because of what had happened to Ginny. Neither of them were able to fathom the seriousness of what had happened.
"Harry," she cried, "I'm so sorry. I just don't know what'll happen now to Ginny."
"Hermi," Harry began. "I do know what will happen. We are going to find Voldemort and punish him dearly. He'll regret the day he ever found out he was a wizard!" Harry's green eyes had suddenly turned malicious, as he remembered the day Tom Riddle had killed his parents.
"Do you really think that?" Hermione asked, not believing him. She wanted to believe him, as it was Harry, but she couldn't, since she believed Voldemort had now gone too far, and would carry out some even more diabolical plan unhindered.
"Hermi, of course I believe it. I wouldn't say it if I didn't believe it. Hermi, don't worry, we'll find Ginny and get her revenge."
"Harry, I'm sorry I slapped you."
"It's okay, Hermi. It's okay." Even as Harry said these words, he felt Hermione pulling him closer to herself. Their lips made contact, and they kissed passionately. Hermione, who was beginning to feel very protected, fell asleep on Harry's shoulder.
The next morning, Harry awoke while Hermione still slept. He was careful not to move so she wouldn't wake up. She slept for about an hour more. As soon as she woke up, Harry got up and grabbed his Firebolt. "Hermi," he said, "I'm sorry there's no time for breakfast, but we must find Ginny."
"Yes, let's go now," Hermione responded.
They mounted the Firebolt and took off. They flew for a few hours, and as they moved through the dark forest, they soon came to the entrance to a huge building with a gargantuan snake on the door.
Hermione spoke first. "Harry," she said, "you need to open it with Parseltongue. Try it."
Harry looked at the snake and said, "Open."
"No, Harry, English," said Hermione.
"All right, Hermi, let me try again." Harry looked at the snake, and the picture on the door began to move around the door. "Open up," he tried to say, but a low hiss issued from his mouth.
The door slid open as Hermione looked at Harry. "Harry," she said, "Let's go save Ginny."
"I'm all for it, Hermi," Harry replied as he hugged her. When he let her go they both walked purposefully inside the dark and scary building. In each of their minds, they knew that they would either save Ginny, or definitely lose their lives.
TO BE CONTINUED
Author's Note: What is this strange feeling Ginny is having for Tom Riddle? She is now his wife, but Harry and Hermione don't yet know this. They will find Voldemort's lair soon enough, and find out an unpleasant surprise. Thanks to all who reviewed Chapters 1-3. I hope you've liked it so far.
Disclaimer: Of course I own nothing. Except the plot. Somehow it struck me that J.K. Rowling would have never had Ginny Weasley marry Lord Voldemort, how obscene.
Harry Potter and Hermione Granger sat across from each other at the breakfast table, the events from the previous night still fresh in their minds. Yes, Ron would owe Seamus Finnigan ten bags of Every Flavor Beans. It looked hopeless. How would it feel to go back to Hogwarts as failures, and their friend under the spell of You-Know- Who? After they finished breakfast, they left the rooms at ten in the morning, and checked out of the hotel.
When they got outside the hotel, they stood in the main road of the Muggle town, talking.
"Do you ever think we'll find Ginny?" Hermione asked Harry.
"I don't know, Hermi, I really don't know," he replied. Hermione began to cry again, and Harry tried desperately to comfort her. "We will find her, and we will get revenge on Voldemort for such an act as this. I promise it," he declared, injecting false confidence into his voice. He wished he had some real confidence to give Hermione.
They walked to the warehouse where they had parked the Firebolt the day before. Now, on December 3rd, they hoped it would still be there. They went inside, and lifted the Invisibility Cloak, and the broom was still there. They stood in the warehouse, not moving or talking, until Harry broke the awkward silence when he noticed a tear or two in her eye. "Hermi," he started.
"Yeah, Harry," she responded.
"We will find Ginny. I know we will." This time, Harry didn't have to inject false confidence in his voice. The confidence was there, and he really believed they would find Ginny.
The confidence in his voice persuaded Hermione to believe that they would find her, too. "Thanks, Harry," she said, and kissed him again.
When they parted, Harry put his hand out over the Firebolt and shouted, "UP!" The broomstick launched itself upward into his hand and Harry and Hermione boarded it.
Harry threw the Invisibility Cloak over himself, Hermione, and the Firebolt. He was being especially careful not to be seen by the Muggles. They flew up, higher and higher. Harry leaned forward to stop the ascent and they began to fly in the general direction of some Dark place that could be Lord Voldemort's lair.
They flew and flew for hours, and very late that night, they stopped in the middle of a large forest for some rest. Harry took the leftover food they had saved from the Muggle hotel out of his backpack and put it on the ground. Harry and Hermione began to eat. Around halfway through their meal, a large brown owl flew down and landed right in the mashed potatoes, splattering potatoes all over the place.
"Hermi," said Harry. "Look, one of the school owls."
"I hope," Hermione replied, "that Dumbledore won't be too angry with us for disobeying him."
"I hope so too," Harry replied, taking the huge envelope from the owl. The owl flew back in the direction of Hogwarts as Harry opened the letter.
Dear Harry and Hermione,
I had a feeling you wouldn't do as I told. Ginny is not dead. She is alive, but she is no longer Ginny Weasley.
"I wonder what he means by that," inquired Harry.
"I don't know. Read on," Hermione commanded.
Her new name is Ginny Riddle. Lord Voldemort drugged her and married her against her will. I have not yet announced this to the students or any of the teachers, but I am planning to this morning. I strongly advise that you do not go searching for Voldemort, but since I know you must, I wish you good luck and wizard-speed.
Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore.
Harry folded up the letter as Hermione leapt to her feet. "VOLDEMORT??!!" she thundered, "DRUG GINNY AND MARRY HER????!!!!!!????!!!!" Harry put a hand on her shoulder and tried to calm her down, but she slapped him across the face and roared on. "I'LL KILL HIM!!!!! HE DOESN'T DESERVE TO LIVE!!!"
Then she noticed Harry sitting against a tree, his hand over his face. He moved his hand to reveal a bright red hand print. My hand print, Hermione thought. She walked up to Harry and sat next to him. "Oh, Harry, I'm so sorry," she said, tears forming in her eyes. She was crying because she had slapped Harry, very hard, but she was mostly crying because of what had happened to Ginny. Neither of them were able to fathom the seriousness of what had happened.
"Harry," she cried, "I'm so sorry. I just don't know what'll happen now to Ginny."
"Hermi," Harry began. "I do know what will happen. We are going to find Voldemort and punish him dearly. He'll regret the day he ever found out he was a wizard!" Harry's green eyes had suddenly turned malicious, as he remembered the day Tom Riddle had killed his parents.
"Do you really think that?" Hermione asked, not believing him. She wanted to believe him, as it was Harry, but she couldn't, since she believed Voldemort had now gone too far, and would carry out some even more diabolical plan unhindered.
"Hermi, of course I believe it. I wouldn't say it if I didn't believe it. Hermi, don't worry, we'll find Ginny and get her revenge."
"Harry, I'm sorry I slapped you."
"It's okay, Hermi. It's okay." Even as Harry said these words, he felt Hermione pulling him closer to herself. Their lips made contact, and they kissed passionately. Hermione, who was beginning to feel very protected, fell asleep on Harry's shoulder.
The next morning, Harry awoke while Hermione still slept. He was careful not to move so she wouldn't wake up. She slept for about an hour more. As soon as she woke up, Harry got up and grabbed his Firebolt. "Hermi," he said, "I'm sorry there's no time for breakfast, but we must find Ginny."
"Yes, let's go now," Hermione responded.
They mounted the Firebolt and took off. They flew for a few hours, and as they moved through the dark forest, they soon came to the entrance to a huge building with a gargantuan snake on the door.
Hermione spoke first. "Harry," she said, "you need to open it with Parseltongue. Try it."
Harry looked at the snake and said, "Open."
"No, Harry, English," said Hermione.
"All right, Hermi, let me try again." Harry looked at the snake, and the picture on the door began to move around the door. "Open up," he tried to say, but a low hiss issued from his mouth.
The door slid open as Hermione looked at Harry. "Harry," she said, "Let's go save Ginny."
"I'm all for it, Hermi," Harry replied as he hugged her. When he let her go they both walked purposefully inside the dark and scary building. In each of their minds, they knew that they would either save Ginny, or definitely lose their lives.
TO BE CONTINUED