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Okay, everyone knows how I think Draco is totally hot right? Right. Well, do you know who else I think is freaking sex on a stick? Haha. Ewwwww. Neway, I'm serious. Noah Wyle. I was watching ER last night and mmmmmmm…..yummy. That has definitely made me 100% sure about becoming a doctor if they all look like that. ::clears throat:: sorry, off the subject, but I needed to share :D

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Chapter 14: Explanations.

"I'm so glad you see things my way, Virginia."

"Yes," Ginny replied seductively running her hands up Tom's chest, "I was naïve to believe I could resist you."

She let out a low throaty laugh.

"Pathetic really, isn't it?" she raised an eyebrow and paused for a second, "I really believed my life would be better without you. But I have seen the error of my ways, Tom. No longer am I going to deny where I really belong."

Tom lowered his mouth to her ear, "And where is that, Virginia?"

"With you of course," she replied matter of factly.

Tom smirked slightly and lightly pushed her away before turning around and leaning casually against the stone wall behind him.

"Really?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. "For a moment there I thought you were going to say with 'Draco Malfoy'."

Tom surveyed Ginny's reaction at the mention of Draco's name. Her eyes seemed to widen slightly as she took in a sudden sharp intake of breath. He saw the look of panic mixed with pain flash through her eyes. Although it only lasted for a split second, it was definitely there before her eyes flickered back to their cold green state; completely void of any emotion. He had done that as a test. A test to see how much he had really consumed of this girl he was manipulating so well.

'And so easily,' he thought, his blue eyes lighting up maliciously.

But he had not consumed Ginny enough yet. The flash of emotion in her eyes, though it had only been momentary, had not gone unnoticed. And Tom would not be satisfied until all feelings Virginia had for that useless excuse for a deatheater's son had vanished completely. He could not risk anything until he was sure she was ready to be completely his and only his. She was nothing but a useless pawn otherwise. Useless, but dangerous. If he gave her the power she needed to carry out his plan, she would also be powerful enough to rebel against him. That could not happen. Having Draco Malfoy in the equation only increased that possibility. Yes, all feelings towards Draco Malfoy must be eradicated immediately. This was easier than he thought. Obviously the little red head didn't feel as strongly for the blonde as Tom had first assumed. Or so he thought.

One detail Tom had missed in his analysis of Virginia Weasley was that she wasn't as innocent and naïve as she had once been. She could also be very cunning and deceptive when the situation called for it. And Ginny had no qualms about playing games of deception with Tom Riddle. None whatsoever.

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Ginny quickly pushed down a lump in her throat that rose at the sound of his name.

'Draco Malfoy.'

'Draco Malfoy.'

'Draco Malfoy.'

It echoed through her head, bouncing off the sides of her already tainted mind, chipping away at the imprints Tom had just left a moment before. She quickly masked her emotions before fixing a malicious smirk across her face.

"Malfoy?" she questioned casually. "The poor boy is totally besotted. Fallen head over heels for me. You could even say he was infatuated. "

"And you have no feelings for the boy?" Tom asked in a cold harsh tone.

"None," Ginny replied, trying to keep her face completely blank.

Tom smirked. "Good. You are almost ready Virginia. But not now."

He walked over to her and let his hands run down her sides softly.

"You must rest my love. You will need your strength."

"Of course," Ginny replied icily.

Tom ran his eyes over her fully before disappearing from sight.

Ginny sighed and collapsed onto the stone floor. Tom was going to use her yet again, and though she had somewhat snapped out of the trance he had had her in, she could feel the power running through her veins. She knew she had feelings for Draco. But she couldn't exactly feel them. What had happened to her? Feelings don't just disappear. If at any time she needed to admit that she was in love with Draco Malfoy, it was now. But the more she searched, the less she found. She let out a shriek of frustration.

She knew holding onto her feelings for Draco would be the only thing to save her. She had no idea how she knew this exactly. But she knew. And she was definitely not making this easy for herself. All she need was for Tom to stay away for awhile, to let the effect he had on her wear off a bit more, and maybe, just maybe, she could find a tiny thread of hope.

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Draco looked across at the old wizard sitting across from him. He never understood how Dumbledore seemed to stay so calm in these kinds of situations. Draco supposed he merely found them a normal occurrence due to the regularity of them.

He had been sitting in the headmaster's office now for at least five minutes in complete silence waiting for Dumbledore to speak to him. Why he hadn't broken the silence himself he was unsure. Perhaps it was because he respected the old wizard he had been taught to hate; because, of course, in Lucius' opinion, he was a 'muggle loving fool.' But somehow Draco found that he did hold a certain amount of respect for the man. Which didn't really surprise him in the least. It was just something had never really pondered over. Something, he decided at that moment, shouldn't be pondered over when the girl he was falling in love with, although he painfully admitted it, was lying unconscious in a hospital bed.

"Um Professor," Draco began somewhat uneasily, "If – well that is…"

"I think what you are trying to say Mr Malfoy, is that you were wondering if I was ever going to tell you why I bought you here," Dumbledore said peering over his half moon spectacles at Draco. "Would I be correct?"

"Ah, yes," Draco replied in an unsure tone.

Dumbledore studied him for a few seconds before nodding his head and smiling.

"Well," he said clapping his hands together, "we shall start."

Draco looked at the headmaster strangely. Yes, he respected the man, but really, the whole hand clapping thing? And what was with the freaky 'I know exactly what you're thinking' gaze or should it be stare every time they discussed something. If the man wasn't such a damn good and intelligent wizard Draco would label him a crackpot. (A/N: ok seriously, what's with Dumbledore. Is it just me, or is he a lil kooky?)

"Am I right in saying that you care very much about Miss Weasley?" Dumbledore asked.

"Ginny," Draco corrected him.

"Okay, am I right in saying that you care very much about Ginny?" Dumbledore repeated smiling slightly.

Draco looked at his hands for a few seconds before he caught the headmaster's eye. He nodded.

"Of course I do. Why else would I have been sitting by her hospital bed for that long?" Draco replied irritably.

Dumbledore smiled. "Ginny is good for you, Draco. I can see that."

"Yeah, but…." Draco trailed off slightly.

"Continue," Dumbledore said nodding his head a little.

"I know Ginny is good for me, but…I..I don't really think that I'm good for Ginny. It's probably my fault she's in this situation now. Lets face it, no one noticed anything wrong with Ginny before she started hanging around me," Draco blurted out.

'Merlin,' he thought once he had finished speaking. 'I sound like a complete idiot. A pathetic lovesick fool.'

He scowled when he saw the headmaster chuckle slightly at the look of disgust that had crept across his face.

"Draco, none of this is your fault. In fact, I believe that you may be the only one that will be able to save Ginny," he said gravely.

Draco's head snapped up and his eyes widened slightly.

"What do you mean save Professor?" he asked suspiciously.

Dumbledore merely gazed at him again.

"Virginia is not dying," Draco stated shaking his head firmly. "She's not….is she?"

His heart leapt up into his throat and a strange stinging sensation was forming in his eyes. Draco held his breath waiting for a reply.

"No Draco, she's not."

Draco sighed in relief. She's not dying. She's not going to die.

"But, if I am correct, she is being possessed," Dumbledore stated sadly.

Draco looked back at him, confused.

"But how? She's still lying in bed."

"Yes, but I believe it is different this time. I will not know for sure until Miss Granger returns from the library, but I think what we are dealing with here is the possession of the mind. Tom Riddle is back Draco. In Ginny's mind."

"But what's the use of keeping her unconscious? What use for her would he have if she wasn't awake as usual?" Draco asked, still not fully understanding how any of this could be possible.

Dumbledore sighed heavily.

"It is a well known fact that Voldemort is not weak, Draco. In fact, he is gaining strength every day. But Tom Riddle, he is a different story. Although in reality, Voldemort and Tom are the same person, they are from different stages of their life." Dumbledore paused to look at Draco, "Do you understand so far?" he asked.

Draco nodded solemnly.

"Tom is still young. The Tom in Ginny's mind will never grow to become Voldemort. Do you know why that is, Draco?" Dumbledore asked.

Draco frowned and shook his head.

"It is because the Tom in Ginny's mind is merely a memory. The same memory Harry defeated in your second year in the Chamber of Secrets. But, Harry, evidently, did not fully destroy him. He merely weakened him. My theory is that he is not yet powerful enough to possess Ginny fully. He is feeding off her, making her stronger, more powerful, so that he will eventually be able to let her regain consciousness. Not as herself though. But as his own slave. For what purposes I do not know." Dumbledore shook his head sadly.

Draco looked up at the headmaster thoughtfully. All this information was a tad overwhelming, but there was one question plaguing his thoughts throughout the conversation.

"Professor, how do you know all of this?"

Dumbledore looked at Draco knowingly before smiling slightly and saying, "I am not boasting, or 'tooting my own horn' as muggles say, but," he sighed, "I am a very powerful wizard Draco. No point in denying that. I have powers beyond many wizard's comprehension. A fact I don't usually let go easily."

Draco nodded, understanding that Dumbledore would say no more.

"Well, how do we help Ginny?" Draco asked.

"Ah, I believe Miss Granger may have the answer," Dumbledore replied smoothly as Hermoine burst into the room looking flushed.

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"Blaise."

"Blaise."

Harry sighed and shook her shoulders once more before laying his cloak over her. Her face was swollen from crying. It was all his fault. Okay, maybe not all his fault. But it damn well felt like it was. He stroked her hair gently.

What would everyone say when they found out? How would they react? What would the Dursley's say? Hmph. Harry knew they wouldn't care as long as it wouldn't have any affect on them.

What would Blaise's parents say? Would they be angry? Or sad? Or would they be happy? Harry smiled slightly at the thought. So far they had only focused on the negative aspects. But now that he thought about it, the positive definitely outweighed the negative. Sure, it would be hard, but they'd be okay. He grinned. They were going to be okay.

'I'm going to be a father,' Harry thought. 'Daddy.'

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