A/N: Hee hee hee, this keeps getting more fun! I absolutely LURVE this story, so I don't have any plans to quit soon J I just got back from vacation, so I'm sorry this took me so long! And Tom WILL make and appearance SOON, I promise! Please review, they make me happy! !_!
DISCLAIMER: The Harry Potter Universe is the property of JK Rowling and other unnamed parties. I neither claim nor imply rights to it.
She sat, idly twirling her scarlet hair around a slender finger. She smiled slowly, trying to grasp just what she was going to be able to do. Draco was going to serve a higher purpose than just a simple plaything. He now was upgraded to the "Pawn" status, her little gopher to take her to Tom.
God praise female persuasion.
She was so giddy she laughed out loud, which would have earned her a reproachful glance from Madam Pince, had the librarian been there. Ginny was back in the library, at the secluded corner where she had first talked to Draco. It was a useful little corner, having few visitors other than her and Draco. The cobwebs crawling across the ancient leather of the books was also successful in scaring away squeamish people similar to Parvati and Lavender, ensuring privacy.
She checked her watch; Draco should be there in a few minutes. They had a lot of planning to do if she was going to be an initiate. She had told him she wanted, no, needed to see Tom, and to join the Deatheaters. Damn idiot believed her. She did want to be a Deatheater, and have a pretty little tattoo of her own, but her main reasons were to see Tom.
It was a little strange, though, how he first reacted when he heard her call Voldemort "Tom." He started, and nearly had a coronary. Don't call him that! He had said, as if he expected Voldemort to pop up behind him and punish him for blasphemy.
She had calmly explained to him that "Tom" was his name, and Lord Voldemort sounded too pompous anyway. He was all ready so great; every one knew it. He didn't have to have it in the title.
She hummed softly to herself, a strand of music that she seemed to have forgotten at one point, but was now reclaiming her memory. She closed her eyes slowly, and words began to fit themselves comfortably with the tune.
And the darkness will engulf the light
And in the night it will all seem all right
She sighed as the words wrapped around her, and she checked her watch again. For some strange reason, she didn't feel as anxious waiting for Draco as she did waiting for Harry. Probably because I know he'll come. I thought that shot of my chest would come in handy . . .
A shuffling was heard from the next aisle over. Draco appeared, and walked over to Ginny's table. Glided would have been more appropriate, as he moved with all the liquid grace carried throughout the Malfoy genes. Ginny noticed this with appreciation. She would have to learn to move like that.
He settled down into the seat beside her. He slowly raised an eyebrow at her. "Are you sure you're ready to meet Voldemort?"
She chuckled. "I have met Tom," she watched with satisfaction as he winced. "And I want to see him again."
"Ok," said Draco slowly, just the slightest hint of apprehension, and a dash of disdain added for good measure. "But before we plan anything, you have to make a bond not to tell anyone."
Ginny nodded. Wizard's bonds were not something to be light about. When a wizard swore, it was a magical happening, and the persons involved were forced to keep it, unless under the influence of veritaserum or severe torture. In ancient times, some witches and wizards were killed for not keeping the bond.
Ginny bit her lip in indecision, but then resolutely decided. Anything to see Tom again.
She smiled. "Deal."
Draco smirked slowly. "I wasn't sure if you had the guts for it, Ginger. I supposed I underestimated you." He drew his wand, and waited for her to do so too. They lightly pressed the tips together.
"Eraqueiro," said Draco.
The wands glowed a soft green for a moment, and then dimmed back to their original state.
"Now that we're finished with that, can we get on with the real business?" Ginny asked, a bit impatiently. She was a little agitated at being referred to as "Ginger."
Draco smiled, another of his fox-sly smiles. "We're having a meeting at the Manor on Christmas Eve, three weeks away. It would be the soonest you would get to see him."
Ginny grinned. "Perfect. But how would I get there?"
Draco shrugged. "Simple. Get Potty, Mudblood, and Weasel to go home for the holidays, and just convince them you want to stay here. Just don't sign the list, and you can ride home with me and stay at the Manor."
"Easier said than done. You and I both know that Ron," she spit the name out as if it were some sort of venomous poison. ". . . would never let me stay by myself. We have to come up with some sort of semi-valid reason."
"Just say you have some sort of pressing report you have to get done, and you need the library."
"I'll just try to avoid the offers of help from Hermione Granger: walking textbook."
"That should be one of the easiest things to do. Just trust me, things will go off without a hitch.
"Oh," Ginny smiled again, maliciously, and with eyes slightly narrowed. "Draco, I just love your ideas." She licked her lips slowly. "How do you come up with them?"
Draco lost control, but just momentarily. Ginny smirked satisfactorily to herself; that trusty sex appeal was being put to good use again.
"I just do, Ginger. Now, shouldn't you go to bed? We've a busy three weeks ahead if we want to convince Father and Voldemort if you can come."
Ginny smiled, and yawned. "Now that you mention it, I am a little tired." She ambled out of her chair, and stood, throwing her shoulders back and her arms up in an exaggerated stretch. Draco was put in mind of a particularly sly cat he had once had as a child.
Hmmm . . . I wonder what makes that kitten purr . . .
Short, I know, but I've already started the next one. Tom's in it, I promise! And I'll whip myself with leather bullwhips until I finish it. Anyway, thank you for waiting patiently.
Thank you. . .
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