Disclaimer: Nope! I don't own most of these characters and, if I DID own the books and it's contents, I sure as hell wouldn't be taking over 2 years to get them out to the poor, crazy, obsessed fans *coughmecough*
She woke up, sweating and shaking, once again. She was getting used to the nightmares. After all, it had happened nearly a year ago yet she remembered it so clearly. His voice, whispering in her ears, would tell her what to do. She had thought THEY were nightmares but they weren't, she realized, only too late as she lay on a hard, cold floor, fading as he grew clearer.
Ginny looked around her. The curtains, hanging from high posts on her bed, were slightly open. She could see Fae Anderson sleeping quietly in the bed next to her.
I wish I could sleep so soundly, Ginny though. Fae's lucky, SHE's not tortured by –
Ginny shivered and pulled her scarlet blankets tighter around her pale body. The nightmare was still fresh in her mind, still haunting her thoughts.
It was the same nightmare that had woken her up nearly every night she had spent at Hogwarts since –
She shook her head, wishing the memories would leak out of her ears or roll down her checks in the tears that were now seeping through her eyes.
They didn't.
I will come back my dear Ginny, she heard his soft voice in her ear even when her eyes seen him screaming in pain.
We will be together again, you and I, my queen.
"But I don't want to be your queen! I don't want you to come back!" Ginny whispered her voice hoarse and her cheeks wet with fast-flowing tears.
The nightmare, though short it was, frightened Ginny into mad shaking fits. She could hardly ever sleep after seeing his face invading her peaceful nights. She got up and walked down the spiraling stair case, protruding into Gryffindor's Common Room and sitting in a comfy chair near the fire place. She looked into the blazing fire, drifting off.
*~**~*
"Ginny?"
She woke up, blinking her eyes.
"Ginny, are you all right?" Percy said, kneeling next to her, looking worried.
"Mmhm," she said sleepily.
"This is the third time this week I found you down here sleeping. What's wrong?"
"Ah, leave her along, Perce!" Fred said.
"Yeah," George continued, "Some troll-like git is probably snoring too loudly for Gins to sleep."
Nearby Ron laughed though his eyes were still specked with worry for he had found her in the common room sleeping the other night.
Percy sighed. "Virginia Marie Weasley, if I find you down here again, I'm going to have to mail Mum," he said, trying to sound stern though he didn't succeed.
Ginny nodded.
"Now get dressed," he added, getting up and backing away.
*~**~*
Minutes later, Ginny was up in her room, fully clothed and brushing her red hair. She opened her mirrored wardrobe door and looked at her reflection, deciding whether or not to pull her hair back or leave it hanging on her shoulders. Behind her, she noticed someone standing. It was him. There was no mistaking it, his eyes were like no other.
"Hello, Ginny, my dear," he said.
She dropped her brush and wheeled around.
No one was there.
Thh. That's it! I have 2 other chapters written if ya want them. PLEASE review or I'll send my flying, purple monkeys on you! No, seriously, PLEASE review. SAY ANYTHING – good or bad. I'm DESPERATE to here what you're thinking about my FIRST FIC. Thanks! :-]
