Beautiful Stranger
Credits to; my beta reader, Catia Royce
Chapter Twelve: The Devil's Child
The tiny firehead took out a small sized wand that looked quite like Ginny's, but much more devious looking. Pointing the wand straight at her father, Draco, she spoke. Her voice was magnified throughout the surfaces. The voice would have been just a normal girl's voice if it hadn't been so loud.
"Accio Sin!" the little girl yelled. Draco widened his eyes as suddenly something lifted out of his palm. The necklace with the green locket flew out of it; Draco had no idea he had been holding it.
"What's your name?" Ginny suddenly blurted out.
Everyone turned their eyes at her; and she shivered; she did not think it was a joyride that Voldemort's gleaming green eyes were bloating with terror.
The little girl skipped a bit and smiled even more.
"My name?" she whispered.
Ginny nodded, her eyes timidly misty at the sight of her little girl.
"My name," the girl repeated, more louder.
"You don't even know what you named your child?" asked the girl so calmly that it even frightened Draco a bit.
Ginny gave a loud gulp and shrugged a little. "I know what I named you; I just wanted to hear it again."
The little girl gave a laugh. "Oh yes, dreadful name you gave me, Mother," the little girl snorted at the memory.
"Jessica is a beautiful name," her mother, Ginny argued.
"Yeah, a fairly fucking common name," the girl answered.
Draco nearly gasped but stopped himself. How did this girl learn to talk back to her own mother in such way? He saw Ginny pale and she clutched her sides with her arms for support. Shivering a bit, she left the subject alone.
"Bring the prisoner here, Lavirginie." the hissing voice of her master proclaimed.
"Yes, my Lord," the highly oily voice of the girl replied.
"Lavir- what?" Draco finally spoke up. His daughter shot him a glare that made hell freeze over.
"My new name. It's french," she said smugly.
"Brat," Draco muttered under his breath.
Unfortunately, Lavirginie heard this and bit her lip.
"What did you just call me, Father?" her once calm voice tinged with fury.
Draco shook his head.
"Forget it," he sighed.
"No, I won't," Lavirginie said with a bit of cracking in her voice.
"STUPEFY!" she yelled.
Draco backed away but then saw that Lavirginie was laughing with menance in her voice.
"I didn't have my wand raised, fool," she spat at her father. Pulling the necklace on tightly, her eyes suddenly closed.
Her face turned much whiter and they saw that her hands were shaking.
Ginny let out a squeak as the girl fell backwards, the thump of her frail body hit the floor.
The hissing voice of Lord Voldemort finally sounded.
"Enervate!" his voice yelled, pointing at Lavirginie.
She didn't move.
The Dark Lord found this rather amusing and turned to his sick servent, Wormtail.
"Take that silly chain off, she won't be needing it. She's got enough of the Essense to last her," he commanded.
Wormtail nodded eagerly and walked toward Lavirginie.
He pulled the necklace off.
Surprisingly, the girl got up and pulled out her wand, her fingers shaking.
"Expelliarmus!" she yelled, and a shoot of fire blazing went out of her wand and Wormtail's wand from his pocket aroused from the material and went into her hand.
Two wands in her hands, she grinned.
Turning to Draco and Ginny, she pointed the wand at them and yelled, "Diffindo!"
Draco closed his eyes and heard a splinting of crankles.
Opening his eyes, he saw that he and Ginny had broken chains around them.
They had been released.
They looked horridly awful; Ginny's clothes were ripped up, and blood was now gleaming freely across her scars on her thighs, and Draco's hair was a mess, blood dripping from his forehead and known marks where the chains had been, crossing his ankles and arms.
Lavirginie didn't meet their eyes this time; she simply turned around and pointed her wand at Hermione.
"Mobilicirpus!" she squeaked, and Hermione's body came traveling across the floor until it halted at her feet.
"Mum, Dad," she called arkwardly. Ginny and Draco looked at each other.
Draco helped Ginny up with his hand and they walked to Lavirginie, looking at their feet.
She sighed; and grabbed on to Hermione's hand with one hand and with the other, Draco's.
Ginny was holding onto Draco.
"Blasted buggers!" Voldemort yelled, cursing.
"Guards! Stop them!" he yelled again.
Suddenly the door opened and swirls of black hooded people came into veiw.
Ginny felt utter coldness surround her; as if she'd never feel happy ever again.
Dementors.
Before they could do anything however, Laviriginie took her wand out and shrieked,
"Disapparate!"
They all went swirling into peices.
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Well yeah, that sucked. Sorry guys, I am not good with Dark Arts, and not with Voldemort's character either. Anyways, this chapter is of couse, dedicated to Natalie for her upcoming birthday on Dec. 2nd. I guess it isn't important but my birthday's on Dec.6 just to let you guys know :)
(*cough* sendbirthdaygreetings in email on thatday oryoushalldie *cough*)
Hope that wasn't TOO obvious.
Favorite Reviewers: shinigami no baka, Emily, The S-nce (sorry you're sick, I am sick too!), Delta2002,DakotaDaquariIce, Dutchducky101 (lol), Bellus-Qui (oh right, forgot about Harry...), Nichole (thanks!!).
Big hugs to: Danielsgirl4eva, Opal.star, Nat (HAPPY PRE-B-Day!!!), RowlingIdol, DitzySpacecadets (ah, so you came crawling back, huh? LOL..J/K I am high on sugar), Mz Kay, Lilane, HPANGEL (lol).
Remember guys, to leave a review, especially the silent readers, after all, only a short period till my birthday :)
Love you all,
~Court
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Credits to; my beta reader, Catia Royce
Chapter Twelve: The Devil's Child
The tiny firehead took out a small sized wand that looked quite like Ginny's, but much more devious looking. Pointing the wand straight at her father, Draco, she spoke. Her voice was magnified throughout the surfaces. The voice would have been just a normal girl's voice if it hadn't been so loud.
"Accio Sin!" the little girl yelled. Draco widened his eyes as suddenly something lifted out of his palm. The necklace with the green locket flew out of it; Draco had no idea he had been holding it.
"What's your name?" Ginny suddenly blurted out.
Everyone turned their eyes at her; and she shivered; she did not think it was a joyride that Voldemort's gleaming green eyes were bloating with terror.
The little girl skipped a bit and smiled even more.
"My name?" she whispered.
Ginny nodded, her eyes timidly misty at the sight of her little girl.
"My name," the girl repeated, more louder.
"You don't even know what you named your child?" asked the girl so calmly that it even frightened Draco a bit.
Ginny gave a loud gulp and shrugged a little. "I know what I named you; I just wanted to hear it again."
The little girl gave a laugh. "Oh yes, dreadful name you gave me, Mother," the little girl snorted at the memory.
"Jessica is a beautiful name," her mother, Ginny argued.
"Yeah, a fairly fucking common name," the girl answered.
Draco nearly gasped but stopped himself. How did this girl learn to talk back to her own mother in such way? He saw Ginny pale and she clutched her sides with her arms for support. Shivering a bit, she left the subject alone.
"Bring the prisoner here, Lavirginie." the hissing voice of her master proclaimed.
"Yes, my Lord," the highly oily voice of the girl replied.
"Lavir- what?" Draco finally spoke up. His daughter shot him a glare that made hell freeze over.
"My new name. It's french," she said smugly.
"Brat," Draco muttered under his breath.
Unfortunately, Lavirginie heard this and bit her lip.
"What did you just call me, Father?" her once calm voice tinged with fury.
Draco shook his head.
"Forget it," he sighed.
"No, I won't," Lavirginie said with a bit of cracking in her voice.
"STUPEFY!" she yelled.
Draco backed away but then saw that Lavirginie was laughing with menance in her voice.
"I didn't have my wand raised, fool," she spat at her father. Pulling the necklace on tightly, her eyes suddenly closed.
Her face turned much whiter and they saw that her hands were shaking.
Ginny let out a squeak as the girl fell backwards, the thump of her frail body hit the floor.
The hissing voice of Lord Voldemort finally sounded.
"Enervate!" his voice yelled, pointing at Lavirginie.
She didn't move.
The Dark Lord found this rather amusing and turned to his sick servent, Wormtail.
"Take that silly chain off, she won't be needing it. She's got enough of the Essense to last her," he commanded.
Wormtail nodded eagerly and walked toward Lavirginie.
He pulled the necklace off.
Surprisingly, the girl got up and pulled out her wand, her fingers shaking.
"Expelliarmus!" she yelled, and a shoot of fire blazing went out of her wand and Wormtail's wand from his pocket aroused from the material and went into her hand.
Two wands in her hands, she grinned.
Turning to Draco and Ginny, she pointed the wand at them and yelled, "Diffindo!"
Draco closed his eyes and heard a splinting of crankles.
Opening his eyes, he saw that he and Ginny had broken chains around them.
They had been released.
They looked horridly awful; Ginny's clothes were ripped up, and blood was now gleaming freely across her scars on her thighs, and Draco's hair was a mess, blood dripping from his forehead and known marks where the chains had been, crossing his ankles and arms.
Lavirginie didn't meet their eyes this time; she simply turned around and pointed her wand at Hermione.
"Mobilicirpus!" she squeaked, and Hermione's body came traveling across the floor until it halted at her feet.
"Mum, Dad," she called arkwardly. Ginny and Draco looked at each other.
Draco helped Ginny up with his hand and they walked to Lavirginie, looking at their feet.
She sighed; and grabbed on to Hermione's hand with one hand and with the other, Draco's.
Ginny was holding onto Draco.
"Blasted buggers!" Voldemort yelled, cursing.
"Guards! Stop them!" he yelled again.
Suddenly the door opened and swirls of black hooded people came into veiw.
Ginny felt utter coldness surround her; as if she'd never feel happy ever again.
Dementors.
Before they could do anything however, Laviriginie took her wand out and shrieked,
"Disapparate!"
They all went swirling into peices.
*
Well yeah, that sucked. Sorry guys, I am not good with Dark Arts, and not with Voldemort's character either. Anyways, this chapter is of couse, dedicated to Natalie for her upcoming birthday on Dec. 2nd. I guess it isn't important but my birthday's on Dec.6 just to let you guys know :)
(*cough* sendbirthdaygreetings in email on thatday oryoushalldie *cough*)
Hope that wasn't TOO obvious.
Favorite Reviewers: shinigami no baka, Emily, The S-nce (sorry you're sick, I am sick too!), Delta2002,DakotaDaquariIce, Dutchducky101 (lol), Bellus-Qui (oh right, forgot about Harry...), Nichole (thanks!!).
Big hugs to: Danielsgirl4eva, Opal.star, Nat (HAPPY PRE-B-Day!!!), RowlingIdol, DitzySpacecadets (ah, so you came crawling back, huh? LOL..J/K I am high on sugar), Mz Kay, Lilane, HPANGEL (lol).
Remember guys, to leave a review, especially the silent readers, after all, only a short period till my birthday :)
Love you all,
~Court
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