You Can Still be Free
Disclaimer: All characters that you recognize belong to the one and only J.K. Rowling. The song is sung my Savage Garden. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
@* Cool breeze and autumn leaves ; Slow motion daylight ; A lone pair of watchful eyes ; Oversee the living ; Feel the presence all aroung ; A tortured soul ; A wound unhealing ; No regrets or promises ; The past is gone ; But you can still be free ; If time will set you free *@
Ginny Weasley woke up lying in a mass of white clouds. She got up carefully and cautiously placed her foot on the ground, to find it suprisingly solid. She got up and looked around. As far as the eye could see was covered in white clouds. The clouds were all as white as the whitest unicorn, and yet it wasn't blinding.
Ginny took a step forward, and all of a sudden her surroundings were changed. Now she was in a lush green forest. A pool of water was in a rock that was at the perfect level for her to see.
She looked down to see what she was wearing. The material felt foriegn and yet natural to her. It was a light weight pale green dress that would have had no body if it hadn't been for a gold color rope rapped around her torso.
"Ginny Weasley." A mysterious voice said.
Ginny snapped her head up. "Who's there?" She asked tentavily.
"Only me." The voice answered back, as its posessor steped into the light.
The person was obviously female. She wore a dress of an unnatural blood red, and a cloak over it that was so black that the darkest night couldn't compare to it. She had dark raven hair that feel in ringlets around her pale face, where lips as red as her dress smiled mysteriously.
"I'm- I'm sorry, I don't know who you are." Ginny said.
"I am Godiva, the Keeper of Time."
"The what?"
The mysterious woman rolled her eyes. "Perhaps you would understand better if I were to explain it to you in your mortal terms. Down on Earth your kind call me the Time-Ghost."
Ginny gapped at her. "But they don't exist do they?"
She smiled at Ginny as though she as a small child. "No, in a way. We don't inhabit Earth, rather we are in a world between Heaven and Earth. Between Earth and Hell. You see we are the ones you must go through. And you have falled the test; therefore you are neither eligilble to go to neither Heaven or Hell."
Ginny gapped at her again. "Come again?"
"When you were killed it wasn't your time. You were meant to do more with your life. You weren't meant to die at the hands of Voldemort. You were born for a much greater purpose."
"I'm-I'm dead?" Ginny asked in disbelief.
"In a manner of speaking yes. You were killed seven years ago in your mortal world. You see the time here and there differ. Right now, you husband has just witnessed the Last Battle."
"What?"
"Watch." Godiva said as she touched a finger to the liquid in the boulder.
Ginny watched the water as Dumbledore told Draco that there was a way for him to spend one more day with her, or to get her back forever.
@* Time now to spread your wings ; To take to flight ; The life endeavor ; Aim for the burning sun ; You're trapped in side ; But you can still be free ; If time will set you free; But its a long way to go *@
Draco had been searching for the Time-Ghost for three years, since the end of the war. And so far while Hermione and him and worked out when through records of Time-Ghosts where and when to expect one they were never the Time-Ghost that Draco need to find. Their most recent plots had been more and more accurate.
This time, he and Hermione had discovered that the next Time-Ghost would appear in a remote spot in Ariona during sunset on the 25th of May. And so Draco was waiting in the place they had pinpointed for the appearance. All of a sudden the same flash of familar light came, and the Time-Ghost appeared. They always were different.
This one looked so familar yet he couldn't place it. She was wearing a dark green emarld dress, that was emboradered with a fancy design in gold. A pure white cloak with a hoad hid her face, but didn't hid the occaisonal curls that came out.
"Draco..." The voice whispered softly. "Draco, you are seeking someone you lost. You were told that you could get her back."
"Yes." Draco said, barely managing to hold in his ecstasy. It was heartbreaking for him each time to hear the Time-Ghost say that it wasn't yet his time.
"You can and will get her back if you suvceed to do what I tell you to."
"I will." Draco said. He wanted more than anything to have his Ginny back.
"The one that has been helping you, Hermione, has a time turner. Your first task is to get her to let you use it."
Draco nodded.
"Your second task is to set the time turner to the day that the person you have lost died, but be sure to set it to a time before the death."
Draco nodded.
"You will need one person on this journey for your last task shall not be easy. Choose someone who you can trust. To help you I will tell you who not to choose. A man with jet black hair, while he is powerful will not be to much aid to you. A woman with intelligence beyond her years, though she will help you to plan this perilious trip will be of no help to you. And any who says he is ready will be of no hope. I know it will be hard to tell all this that they are not the one. But when the one that is to help you volunteers their help you'll know in your heart that this is the person. This is your third task."
Draco nodded. This mysterious woman had ruled out Harry and Hermione from helping him go back to the past, if not one of those two then who?
"Your fourth task will be to defeat Voldemort. Do not destroy him, for not only will you kill yourself and you acomplance in the process, but it is not your destiny to defeat him. Rather run him off, do not let him harm the one you have come to protect."
Draco nodded. He understood what needed to be done, but not how to do it.
"When you have accomplished all this, then time will reset itself, and the past ten years you have lived will be forgotten forever. However fail to do this, and the past shall remain the same. You will be flung back to the future, with no memeory of what I have told you. If you die in the past, then all that you had done in the past will have been in vain."
A.N.: This chapter is not finished, well actually it might be, but I don't remember if there's more to the song. I'll check later. E-mail me at Yamahagurl350@aol.com or weirdkid85027@yahoo.com or IM (AOL) me at Yamahagur350 or DJLyn87, if you want me to update you on my current statis in the story, or just to drop by and say hi. Plus I might just send you excerpts from the next chapters. I had to upload this before I lost reviewers. I'm sorry guys that it took so long! ::Grins sheepishly:: I've been developing a bad cause of writers block, (like that's an excuse), and I just started High School. More about that later though.
Thanks to:
Gray Frog: My lips are sealed. I still don't entirely know what will happen. Oops. There we go again. I had to go and open my big mouth.
Fizzy-Water Baby: I don't listen to any of those people unfortunately, but I think I looked up the lyrics anyways. And if I remember correctly, none of them exactly went with what I wanted, but I'm going to re-lookup those lyrics, and see if I can use at least one of the songs.
Hermione Krum: Thanks. I hope this one isn't too sad.
Nala /Ethereal: Well, I wrote more, and I hope to write more.
Tullindo: I never said she couldn't live, I just killed her. Well I didn't. Voldemort did. But I never said she couldn't come back. Even if temporarily. Ah look I've done it again. Gone and opened my big mouth. Well it's sort of written, not completely, but then I'm not sure.
Disclaimer: All characters that you recognize belong to the one and only J.K. Rowling. The song is sung my Savage Garden. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
@* Cool breeze and autumn leaves ; Slow motion daylight ; A lone pair of watchful eyes ; Oversee the living ; Feel the presence all aroung ; A tortured soul ; A wound unhealing ; No regrets or promises ; The past is gone ; But you can still be free ; If time will set you free *@
Ginny Weasley woke up lying in a mass of white clouds. She got up carefully and cautiously placed her foot on the ground, to find it suprisingly solid. She got up and looked around. As far as the eye could see was covered in white clouds. The clouds were all as white as the whitest unicorn, and yet it wasn't blinding.
Ginny took a step forward, and all of a sudden her surroundings were changed. Now she was in a lush green forest. A pool of water was in a rock that was at the perfect level for her to see.
She looked down to see what she was wearing. The material felt foriegn and yet natural to her. It was a light weight pale green dress that would have had no body if it hadn't been for a gold color rope rapped around her torso.
"Ginny Weasley." A mysterious voice said.
Ginny snapped her head up. "Who's there?" She asked tentavily.
"Only me." The voice answered back, as its posessor steped into the light.
The person was obviously female. She wore a dress of an unnatural blood red, and a cloak over it that was so black that the darkest night couldn't compare to it. She had dark raven hair that feel in ringlets around her pale face, where lips as red as her dress smiled mysteriously.
"I'm- I'm sorry, I don't know who you are." Ginny said.
"I am Godiva, the Keeper of Time."
"The what?"
The mysterious woman rolled her eyes. "Perhaps you would understand better if I were to explain it to you in your mortal terms. Down on Earth your kind call me the Time-Ghost."
Ginny gapped at her. "But they don't exist do they?"
She smiled at Ginny as though she as a small child. "No, in a way. We don't inhabit Earth, rather we are in a world between Heaven and Earth. Between Earth and Hell. You see we are the ones you must go through. And you have falled the test; therefore you are neither eligilble to go to neither Heaven or Hell."
Ginny gapped at her again. "Come again?"
"When you were killed it wasn't your time. You were meant to do more with your life. You weren't meant to die at the hands of Voldemort. You were born for a much greater purpose."
"I'm-I'm dead?" Ginny asked in disbelief.
"In a manner of speaking yes. You were killed seven years ago in your mortal world. You see the time here and there differ. Right now, you husband has just witnessed the Last Battle."
"What?"
"Watch." Godiva said as she touched a finger to the liquid in the boulder.
Ginny watched the water as Dumbledore told Draco that there was a way for him to spend one more day with her, or to get her back forever.
@* Time now to spread your wings ; To take to flight ; The life endeavor ; Aim for the burning sun ; You're trapped in side ; But you can still be free ; If time will set you free; But its a long way to go *@
Draco had been searching for the Time-Ghost for three years, since the end of the war. And so far while Hermione and him and worked out when through records of Time-Ghosts where and when to expect one they were never the Time-Ghost that Draco need to find. Their most recent plots had been more and more accurate.
This time, he and Hermione had discovered that the next Time-Ghost would appear in a remote spot in Ariona during sunset on the 25th of May. And so Draco was waiting in the place they had pinpointed for the appearance. All of a sudden the same flash of familar light came, and the Time-Ghost appeared. They always were different.
This one looked so familar yet he couldn't place it. She was wearing a dark green emarld dress, that was emboradered with a fancy design in gold. A pure white cloak with a hoad hid her face, but didn't hid the occaisonal curls that came out.
"Draco..." The voice whispered softly. "Draco, you are seeking someone you lost. You were told that you could get her back."
"Yes." Draco said, barely managing to hold in his ecstasy. It was heartbreaking for him each time to hear the Time-Ghost say that it wasn't yet his time.
"You can and will get her back if you suvceed to do what I tell you to."
"I will." Draco said. He wanted more than anything to have his Ginny back.
"The one that has been helping you, Hermione, has a time turner. Your first task is to get her to let you use it."
Draco nodded.
"Your second task is to set the time turner to the day that the person you have lost died, but be sure to set it to a time before the death."
Draco nodded.
"You will need one person on this journey for your last task shall not be easy. Choose someone who you can trust. To help you I will tell you who not to choose. A man with jet black hair, while he is powerful will not be to much aid to you. A woman with intelligence beyond her years, though she will help you to plan this perilious trip will be of no help to you. And any who says he is ready will be of no hope. I know it will be hard to tell all this that they are not the one. But when the one that is to help you volunteers their help you'll know in your heart that this is the person. This is your third task."
Draco nodded. This mysterious woman had ruled out Harry and Hermione from helping him go back to the past, if not one of those two then who?
"Your fourth task will be to defeat Voldemort. Do not destroy him, for not only will you kill yourself and you acomplance in the process, but it is not your destiny to defeat him. Rather run him off, do not let him harm the one you have come to protect."
Draco nodded. He understood what needed to be done, but not how to do it.
"When you have accomplished all this, then time will reset itself, and the past ten years you have lived will be forgotten forever. However fail to do this, and the past shall remain the same. You will be flung back to the future, with no memeory of what I have told you. If you die in the past, then all that you had done in the past will have been in vain."
A.N.: This chapter is not finished, well actually it might be, but I don't remember if there's more to the song. I'll check later. E-mail me at Yamahagurl350@aol.com or weirdkid85027@yahoo.com or IM (AOL) me at Yamahagur350 or DJLyn87, if you want me to update you on my current statis in the story, or just to drop by and say hi. Plus I might just send you excerpts from the next chapters. I had to upload this before I lost reviewers. I'm sorry guys that it took so long! ::Grins sheepishly:: I've been developing a bad cause of writers block, (like that's an excuse), and I just started High School. More about that later though.
Thanks to:
Gray Frog: My lips are sealed. I still don't entirely know what will happen. Oops. There we go again. I had to go and open my big mouth.
Fizzy-Water Baby: I don't listen to any of those people unfortunately, but I think I looked up the lyrics anyways. And if I remember correctly, none of them exactly went with what I wanted, but I'm going to re-lookup those lyrics, and see if I can use at least one of the songs.
Hermione Krum: Thanks. I hope this one isn't too sad.
Nala /Ethereal: Well, I wrote more, and I hope to write more.
Tullindo: I never said she couldn't live, I just killed her. Well I didn't. Voldemort did. But I never said she couldn't come back. Even if temporarily. Ah look I've done it again. Gone and opened my big mouth. Well it's sort of written, not completely, but then I'm not sure.