A/N:
Another revised chapter. Hope you'll like this one...:] now I'm not as hyper as I was. *sigh* originally I didn't dedicate this chapter to anyone, but I need to do this now.
This chapter is dedicated to the members of the Tapuz Forums- Harry Potter that because of them I read wonderful fanfics, stories, poems, and met all those amazing people. I'm dedicating it because you {ff.net readers} got to have this chapter first...:/
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Ah!!! It's broken?! Searching the way home!
"Tom..." Ginny whispered, her face paled to the same exact color of the creamy white walls behind her.
Tom stared at the extremely white girl in front of him. "Is something wrong?" He asked after a few moments, looking a bit concerned. "You know my name, but I don't believe I know yours. I don't think we have met..."
She didn't answer.
Tom sighed and kneeled next to her. "Do you see this pin?" He asked and showed her his Prefect badge. "What happened?"
Ginny stared at him bluntly and violently shook her head. "You won't win again," she said with courage she didn't think she had.
Tom grimaced, "I never won against anybody, unless grades count."
Ginny looked at him confused, but then changed her mind remembering he was good at pretending to be things he wasn't.
"Riddle?" The astronomy teacher's voice came for above the ladder. "Why haven't you come up yet? You're late!"
Tom shook his head slightly and stood on his feet. Listen; go to Professor Dippet's office I don't remember that I ever saw you here. He's the headmaster, he'll know what to do with you." He went to the ladder and climbed half way up. "I'm coming!" He said to the teacher. He threw Ginny one glance, and went up to his class.
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Ginny sat there, her body shaking uncontrollably once he disappeared from her eyes. She didn't want to believe... It couldn't be... It wasn't Tom Riddle.
She looked down again, searching the familiarity of the little sand clock.
Ginny didn't move for a minute then quickly she swept the other note out of her pocket. This one was in the form of a letter.
"Dear Miss Weasley. I am terribly sorry that we couldn't talk earlier before sending you into the past. I am also sorry about the fact that neither I nor Professor McGonagall told you about your mission, and even sorrier that I cannot tell you the mission now.
But I can tell you, though, that in the meantime your mission will be to find another time turner that is somewhere around you.
Please remember; we should not change the past. This is one of the reasons that we sent you there.
Go to see Professor Dippet, the current headmaster of the school. Do not tell him where you are from. Tell him that you found yourself here without any recollection of the past.
Professor Dumbledore."
The only thing that Ginny could do was to gape at the note-that-should-have-explained-many-things-but-didn't-explain-a-thing and think, I was sent here to find another time turner. Why would they tell me to break it if they wanted the time turner?... Her eyes stayed on the paper as she reread it. If I'm here, than the past had already changed...
She decided that when she found the second Time Turner she would use it to get outta there. She did not know if it was because she wanted to get away from Tom Riddle or the will not to change the past- but she already had, hadn't she?
***
Tome couldn't concentrate on the class. His mind kept wandering back to the little red-headed girl. His professor shot him questioning glances from time to time, but excused Tom's behavior with tiredness. Even his best student had to be tired sometimes.
Tom felt flattered that the girl knew his name and that she feared him, but he wanted to know why she feared him and how she knew his name.
He decided to drag her to a long conversation when he saw her the next time. The headmaster Armando Dippet was an old fool that would keep her around.
He would get her to talk.
With her agreement...
Or without it.
***
Ginny ran as fast as she possibly could in her situation down the hallway. She had decided to do the thing she was asked to do instead of crying like a little girl.
The thing she really wanted to do at the moment.
She was repeating the lie she had made up over and over in her head as she glided down the hallways. Ginny didn't know the place of the headmaster's office so instead she went to the best room she could have thought of. The staff room.
When she arrived there she was not surprised to see it empty. It was the middle of the night and most of the teachers were asleep, unaware to the lonely girl that just wanted to go home, to get away from here, to get away from Tom, and to go away and to strangle the person that did this to her, or, strangling herself if she didn't find a way to get away from here soon. Although she knew she would get home, sometime, because Dumbledore said there was another Time Turner that was lying around, waiting for her to pick it up and use it to get home.
She laid down on one of the couches parallel to the fire, and did what she had been yearned for the whole day. Sleep.
***
Tom woke up early in the morning compared to the time that he normally woke up after Astronomy. The Astronomy class' students got to skip the first class in the next morning for the right to sleep a bit more.
He wanted to search for the girl, going in the corridors and halls which were between the houses' common rooms. As a prefect he knew where every one of them was.
But he didn't find her...
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"Kid, get up." Ginny opened one sleepy eye to see what disturbed to her blissful sleep. She saw a woman that looked at her sternly. "What are you doing here? This place is forbidden to students."
Ginny woke up immediately. "I'm sorry, but I need to see Professor Dippet urgently," she said, not answering the woman, who was probably a professor.
The woman raised her eyebrow. "Professor Dippet? Why?"
Ginny recalled her lie she had made up the previous night and started it, "Because –"
"Asreni," another voice sounded. A male's voice.
The woman –Asreni, as it seemed – looked at him with surprised. "Albus?"
The man that was called Albus arrived to her sight, and her jaw almost opened.
This man was Albus Dumbledore. The Hogwarts School's headmaster in fifty years...
He looked at her and frowned. "What are you doing in here?"
"I need to see Professor Dippet, Sir, but I don't know where his office is..."
"Oh," he smiled at her. "I'll take you to him. What is your name?"
Ginny stood up. "Virginia Weasley, Professor."
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A\N:
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To Be Continued... {Maybe, maybe not...}
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