Author's note - This is my first Harry Potter fic, and I would really
appreciate any feedback you can give me. If you find anything that should
be changed please tell me, and I'll fix it as soon as possible. This is a
Ginny/Tom Riddle shipper, so if that bothers you, turn back now.
Disclaimer - Nothing in the Harry Potter Universe belongs to me. I own NOTHING.
Rating - PG for now. I don't know if it'll change yet.
Summary - Ginny Weasley thought life was going perfect for her. One Tom Riddle is about to change her whole outlook on life.
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Ginny Weasley, youngest daughter in a family of seven, tossed and turned in her canopy bed in the sixth year girl dorm room at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizarding. Beads of sweat gathered at her brow and a crease appeared on her forehead. Her lips tightened to a small line that would have rivaled McGonagall's. She muttered a single word in her sleep and shifted position on her bed again.
Slowly, silently, a shadow detached itself from the wall where he had been standing for the past few minutes, watching. The tall, lone figure approached her bedside, careful not to wake her dorm mates. With a few muttered words and a flick of his wand, he cast a deep sleeping spell over all the occupants of the room.
Again, Ginny muttered something in her sleep and stirred restlessly. The tall figured reached out his long, spidery hand and brushed a few strands of her hair away from her face.
He reached inside a pocket within his wizarding robes and pulled out a silver pendant. Carved into the pendant, silver snakes wrapped their bodies around a flawless green gem of priceless value.
Carefully, he lifted the still sleeping Ginny and put the pendant around her neck. As soon as it was fastened, it glowed an eerie green that encompassed her whole body. Observing the green glow, he offered a tight smile of victory.
As he carefully lowered her back to her bed, he bent down and placed a soft, gentle kiss on her forehead.
"Sleep well, Virginia." He murmured. "We'll be together soon." With that he seemingly disappeared in the night, leave no clue that he was ever there except the pendant that continued to glow in the black night.
Not so far away, in the boys' dorm room, one Harry Potter awoke with a start, his hand covering his burning scar.
Disclaimer - Nothing in the Harry Potter Universe belongs to me. I own NOTHING.
Rating - PG for now. I don't know if it'll change yet.
Summary - Ginny Weasley thought life was going perfect for her. One Tom Riddle is about to change her whole outlook on life.
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Ginny Weasley, youngest daughter in a family of seven, tossed and turned in her canopy bed in the sixth year girl dorm room at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizarding. Beads of sweat gathered at her brow and a crease appeared on her forehead. Her lips tightened to a small line that would have rivaled McGonagall's. She muttered a single word in her sleep and shifted position on her bed again.
Slowly, silently, a shadow detached itself from the wall where he had been standing for the past few minutes, watching. The tall, lone figure approached her bedside, careful not to wake her dorm mates. With a few muttered words and a flick of his wand, he cast a deep sleeping spell over all the occupants of the room.
Again, Ginny muttered something in her sleep and stirred restlessly. The tall figured reached out his long, spidery hand and brushed a few strands of her hair away from her face.
He reached inside a pocket within his wizarding robes and pulled out a silver pendant. Carved into the pendant, silver snakes wrapped their bodies around a flawless green gem of priceless value.
Carefully, he lifted the still sleeping Ginny and put the pendant around her neck. As soon as it was fastened, it glowed an eerie green that encompassed her whole body. Observing the green glow, he offered a tight smile of victory.
As he carefully lowered her back to her bed, he bent down and placed a soft, gentle kiss on her forehead.
"Sleep well, Virginia." He murmured. "We'll be together soon." With that he seemingly disappeared in the night, leave no clue that he was ever there except the pendant that continued to glow in the black night.
Not so far away, in the boys' dorm room, one Harry Potter awoke with a start, his hand covering his burning scar.