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If Ever A Star Shone Brighter II, Chapter 1
Harry awoke in a cage, looking around; he had no idea where he was. Hooded figures stood, guarding his cage. Harry moaned, 'Ungh . . . not again . . .'
"Harry Potter? The master wants you." A hooded figure with a silver arm came up, binded him with metal vines, and guided him through the castle.
He was led to a darkened room, where standing in the middle, was a large black throne. Sitting in it, was none other than Voldemort himself.
"We meet again, Harry Potter."
Harry stood, immobile.
Voldemort looked over to his side, and spoke to the Death Eater next to him. "Bring me the one who brought him to me."
The Death Eater bowed, and he turned and left the room. Voldemort looked at Harry again.
"It seems, that my job with you isn't finished, Harry Potter. I have not gained my full strength, and I will not, until I finish you."
Harry merely glared.
Voldemort laughed, however, "Aren't you glad to see me, Harry?"
Harry looked away. But just as well, because at that time, the door swung open, revealing a very stern Draco Malfoy. He walked forward as if he was in a hurry.
"Ah, Draco. So glad to see you-" Voldemort started, but Draco had his wand out, pointing at Voldemort.
"Avada Kadavra!" he shouted, and just like that, Voldemort slumped in his seat. The Death Eaters made a move to attack, but Draco easily disposed of them, also. And the ones that he left alive, bowed to him. Draco now walked up to the throne, threw its previous owner to the floor, and sat in it. He chuckled softly, and tilted his head back.
"Ahh- I've waited so long." He laughed, "So long to be in this chair. But, I'm sorry to say, it won't be me for long."
"Malfoy! I mean, Draco! Untie me, please!"
Draco looked at him, eyes alight with amusement. He chuckled, and leaned his head back again.
Draco turned his head to the Death Eater next to him, "Go now, and spread word of your new Dark Lord. Or should I say, Mistress," he chuckled again as the Death Eater hurried out of the room. Draco sat, tapping his fingers against the armrest of the throne. Looking around, whistling a lively tune.
"Malfoy?"
"M?" he looked up
"What are we waiting for?"
"Who." He replied sternly, "We are waiting for her."
Wind rushed past his ears, and voices could be heard from all around, Harry twisted his head this way and that, looking for its source. He heard Draco laugh, "Looks like she's here."
'Gentlemen,' a curt voice echoed in his head, 'Potter. It is good to see you.'
She appeared in the shadowed corner of the room, and Harry's left, and on Draco's right. Harry gasped when the light caught her long, fiery hair that tumbled down her back.
"Ginny?" Harry said in a harsh whisper.
She moved toward Draco, her long black dress trailing behind her, he sleeves dangling from her arm, her cleavage showing from her V-neck.
'My dear brother,' she said sensually, Harry noticed her lips weren't moving, and he only heard the voice in his head, 'You are in my seat.'
Draco shot up, "I'm sorry,"
'It felt good to sit in it, I suppose? I'll get you another one.'
At that time, however, Lucius Malfoy stormed into the room.
"Draco Malfoy, what have you done?! How DARE you disobey me?!"
'What is the meaning of this?'
Draco stepped forward, "Father, fall to the feet of your new master, or we will make you."
"What?!"
"This is your daughter, after all."
Lucius stared, stone cold eyes, into his very reflection of them in Ginny Weasly's. He then raised his head high, and said, "Never"
"Very well, then." Draco exclaimed. He then raised his wand, uttered the same spell used to kill Voldemort. His father fell face forward onto the floor, but he fell on top of Voldemort.
A squeal and giggle of delight could be heard echoing through their heads. Draco looked at Ginny, smiling at her glittering eyes.
'She may be a woman now, strong in power, but at heart, she's still a little girl,' Draco thought amusingly.
'I heard that, Brother,' Echoed a voice.
"Ginny- what about Cho? Ron? Ginny!"
To his horror, a soft chuckle echoed through his head, 'they're are dead, I killed them!' she seemed delighted at these words, 'One by one! It was quite fast, though.' She sighed, 'I didn't have time to play, I had to rush here. So I just swiped them several times, (Or in Ron's case, broke his neck) and I left!' She giggled.
"NO!" Harry lunged forward, but he was held in place, "Why don't you speak? HUH? What's wrong with you?! You where speaking today!"
'No, you THOUGHT I was speaking. It was quite easy. Moved my lips a bit, did some affects with my voice in your head, you bought it.'
"Why can't you speak?"
Ginny looked up at Draco. There was an awkward pause.
"Tell me!"
"There was a- 'freak accident' a while back,"
"What 'freak accident'?"
"She just had a minor . . . it's nothing." Draco shook his head. Ginny was staring at her hands.
"TELL ME!!!"
'I'm getting tired of him, brother.'
"And do am I, sister."
Draco raised his wand, and Harry squeezed his eyes shut, but a voice penetrated their thoughts.
'May I?'
Draco stared at her, "All right."
Ginny stood, held out her hand, and a thin ray of light appeared horizontally in her hands. It then morphed into a sword. She took the sword by the handle, walked toward Harry, brought up the sword, and swiped it down on him angrily. The blow to his head made him die instantly.
Ginny smirked, threw the sword down where his body lay, and sat back on her thrown.
'Well, brother. This will soon prove to be a VERY interesting adventure.'
A/N: I want to welcome my faithful readers back, though it hasn't been very long. If I have faithful readers. You'll have to read the first story in order to get this, and if you still don't, please contact me and tell me so I can make the required changes. Thank you.
If Ever A Star Shone Brighter II, Chapter 1
Harry awoke in a cage, looking around; he had no idea where he was. Hooded figures stood, guarding his cage. Harry moaned, 'Ungh . . . not again . . .'
"Harry Potter? The master wants you." A hooded figure with a silver arm came up, binded him with metal vines, and guided him through the castle.
He was led to a darkened room, where standing in the middle, was a large black throne. Sitting in it, was none other than Voldemort himself.
"We meet again, Harry Potter."
Harry stood, immobile.
Voldemort looked over to his side, and spoke to the Death Eater next to him. "Bring me the one who brought him to me."
The Death Eater bowed, and he turned and left the room. Voldemort looked at Harry again.
"It seems, that my job with you isn't finished, Harry Potter. I have not gained my full strength, and I will not, until I finish you."
Harry merely glared.
Voldemort laughed, however, "Aren't you glad to see me, Harry?"
Harry looked away. But just as well, because at that time, the door swung open, revealing a very stern Draco Malfoy. He walked forward as if he was in a hurry.
"Ah, Draco. So glad to see you-" Voldemort started, but Draco had his wand out, pointing at Voldemort.
"Avada Kadavra!" he shouted, and just like that, Voldemort slumped in his seat. The Death Eaters made a move to attack, but Draco easily disposed of them, also. And the ones that he left alive, bowed to him. Draco now walked up to the throne, threw its previous owner to the floor, and sat in it. He chuckled softly, and tilted his head back.
"Ahh- I've waited so long." He laughed, "So long to be in this chair. But, I'm sorry to say, it won't be me for long."
"Malfoy! I mean, Draco! Untie me, please!"
Draco looked at him, eyes alight with amusement. He chuckled, and leaned his head back again.
Draco turned his head to the Death Eater next to him, "Go now, and spread word of your new Dark Lord. Or should I say, Mistress," he chuckled again as the Death Eater hurried out of the room. Draco sat, tapping his fingers against the armrest of the throne. Looking around, whistling a lively tune.
"Malfoy?"
"M?" he looked up
"What are we waiting for?"
"Who." He replied sternly, "We are waiting for her."
Wind rushed past his ears, and voices could be heard from all around, Harry twisted his head this way and that, looking for its source. He heard Draco laugh, "Looks like she's here."
'Gentlemen,' a curt voice echoed in his head, 'Potter. It is good to see you.'
She appeared in the shadowed corner of the room, and Harry's left, and on Draco's right. Harry gasped when the light caught her long, fiery hair that tumbled down her back.
"Ginny?" Harry said in a harsh whisper.
She moved toward Draco, her long black dress trailing behind her, he sleeves dangling from her arm, her cleavage showing from her V-neck.
'My dear brother,' she said sensually, Harry noticed her lips weren't moving, and he only heard the voice in his head, 'You are in my seat.'
Draco shot up, "I'm sorry,"
'It felt good to sit in it, I suppose? I'll get you another one.'
At that time, however, Lucius Malfoy stormed into the room.
"Draco Malfoy, what have you done?! How DARE you disobey me?!"
'What is the meaning of this?'
Draco stepped forward, "Father, fall to the feet of your new master, or we will make you."
"What?!"
"This is your daughter, after all."
Lucius stared, stone cold eyes, into his very reflection of them in Ginny Weasly's. He then raised his head high, and said, "Never"
"Very well, then." Draco exclaimed. He then raised his wand, uttered the same spell used to kill Voldemort. His father fell face forward onto the floor, but he fell on top of Voldemort.
A squeal and giggle of delight could be heard echoing through their heads. Draco looked at Ginny, smiling at her glittering eyes.
'She may be a woman now, strong in power, but at heart, she's still a little girl,' Draco thought amusingly.
'I heard that, Brother,' Echoed a voice.
"Ginny- what about Cho? Ron? Ginny!"
To his horror, a soft chuckle echoed through his head, 'they're are dead, I killed them!' she seemed delighted at these words, 'One by one! It was quite fast, though.' She sighed, 'I didn't have time to play, I had to rush here. So I just swiped them several times, (Or in Ron's case, broke his neck) and I left!' She giggled.
"NO!" Harry lunged forward, but he was held in place, "Why don't you speak? HUH? What's wrong with you?! You where speaking today!"
'No, you THOUGHT I was speaking. It was quite easy. Moved my lips a bit, did some affects with my voice in your head, you bought it.'
"Why can't you speak?"
Ginny looked up at Draco. There was an awkward pause.
"Tell me!"
"There was a- 'freak accident' a while back,"
"What 'freak accident'?"
"She just had a minor . . . it's nothing." Draco shook his head. Ginny was staring at her hands.
"TELL ME!!!"
'I'm getting tired of him, brother.'
"And do am I, sister."
Draco raised his wand, and Harry squeezed his eyes shut, but a voice penetrated their thoughts.
'May I?'
Draco stared at her, "All right."
Ginny stood, held out her hand, and a thin ray of light appeared horizontally in her hands. It then morphed into a sword. She took the sword by the handle, walked toward Harry, brought up the sword, and swiped it down on him angrily. The blow to his head made him die instantly.
Ginny smirked, threw the sword down where his body lay, and sat back on her thrown.
'Well, brother. This will soon prove to be a VERY interesting adventure.'
A/N: I want to welcome my faithful readers back, though it hasn't been very long. If I have faithful readers. You'll have to read the first story in order to get this, and if you still don't, please contact me and tell me so I can make the required changes. Thank you.