Imaginary
By Mara McCuniff
A/N Hey guys, sorry it's taken me so long, I really dont think any of you would care what my excuse is, so I'll just get right to the chapter, last one, then the very last fic will come in a day or to, maybe tonight if I feel like it.
"swallowed up in the sound of my screaming
cannot cease for the fear of silent nights
oh how i long for the deep sleep dreaming
the goddess of imaginary light"
Chapter Five: Tonight
Ginny lay on her bed, staring at the ceilling (which was now a mirror, as were the four walls surrounding her) still in a deep state of shock. Ron, Harry and Hermione had told her what they needed to do. They needed to get down to the Chamber Of Secrets and steal the second diary. It needed to be destroyed.
She swallowed with great difficulty.
She knew what she had to do.
No one else had thought of it but her. How else could Tom have gotten her into the Chamber back when she was only eleven? He had to have done it some way, she was betting she could get into the chamer that way.
She had to leave, and leave tonight. She would sneak into Hogwarts, go to the Chamber and steal the diary.
Why endanger her friends when she knew it was her who had to do it? She licked her lips and sat up.
This was between her and Tom now.
~*~*~*~
Ginny, with broomstick in one hand, and shoes in the other, snuck out of the back door at the Burrow. She tried to ignore the wild beating of her heart as she made her way to the trees. She slipped on her boots and mounted her brothers Nimbus 2000 (A/N Is that correct? I'm not sure...) and kicked off from the dewey ground. She felt a brief scense of serinity as the wind combed itself through her hair, the wind stinging her green cat-like eyes.
She shifted her shoulders uncomfortably underneath the baggy black sweatshirt she had taken from her brothers room, she had decided to dress all in black, to cut down the chances of being seen. Her brother was the only one that wore black sweatshirts, all hers were a nasty shade of maroon....
She bent lower over the broon, trying to force thoughts of the diary out of her mind, the broom was suprisingly fast, it wouldnt take much longer before she was there.
The wind continued to whistle in her ears, making them ache painfully, she winced and shivered before lowering herself to narrowly avoid a nasty looking cloud.
She let out a little whimper as she finally saw the glow of the castle, she really wasnt looking forward to seeing him. He would try to put her through hell again, it would take alot to stop him.
She started into a dive pulling up in time to lightly set foot on the ground, her boots sunk slightly into the damp earth. She brushed her blood colored hair out of her eyes before looking at the castle.
"This is going to be great." She said sarcastically, before striding forward, defiant glare in her eyes.
By Mara McCuniff
A/N Hey guys, sorry it's taken me so long, I really dont think any of you would care what my excuse is, so I'll just get right to the chapter, last one, then the very last fic will come in a day or to, maybe tonight if I feel like it.
"swallowed up in the sound of my screaming
cannot cease for the fear of silent nights
oh how i long for the deep sleep dreaming
the goddess of imaginary light"
Chapter Five: Tonight
Ginny lay on her bed, staring at the ceilling (which was now a mirror, as were the four walls surrounding her) still in a deep state of shock. Ron, Harry and Hermione had told her what they needed to do. They needed to get down to the Chamber Of Secrets and steal the second diary. It needed to be destroyed.
She swallowed with great difficulty.
She knew what she had to do.
No one else had thought of it but her. How else could Tom have gotten her into the Chamber back when she was only eleven? He had to have done it some way, she was betting she could get into the chamer that way.
She had to leave, and leave tonight. She would sneak into Hogwarts, go to the Chamber and steal the diary.
Why endanger her friends when she knew it was her who had to do it? She licked her lips and sat up.
This was between her and Tom now.
~*~*~*~
Ginny, with broomstick in one hand, and shoes in the other, snuck out of the back door at the Burrow. She tried to ignore the wild beating of her heart as she made her way to the trees. She slipped on her boots and mounted her brothers Nimbus 2000 (A/N Is that correct? I'm not sure...) and kicked off from the dewey ground. She felt a brief scense of serinity as the wind combed itself through her hair, the wind stinging her green cat-like eyes.
She shifted her shoulders uncomfortably underneath the baggy black sweatshirt she had taken from her brothers room, she had decided to dress all in black, to cut down the chances of being seen. Her brother was the only one that wore black sweatshirts, all hers were a nasty shade of maroon....
She bent lower over the broon, trying to force thoughts of the diary out of her mind, the broom was suprisingly fast, it wouldnt take much longer before she was there.
The wind continued to whistle in her ears, making them ache painfully, she winced and shivered before lowering herself to narrowly avoid a nasty looking cloud.
She let out a little whimper as she finally saw the glow of the castle, she really wasnt looking forward to seeing him. He would try to put her through hell again, it would take alot to stop him.
She started into a dive pulling up in time to lightly set foot on the ground, her boots sunk slightly into the damp earth. She brushed her blood colored hair out of her eyes before looking at the castle.
"This is going to be great." She said sarcastically, before striding forward, defiant glare in her eyes.