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Hold You Until I Die

Chapter four: Beyond My Control

Ginny opened her eyes slowly, the gentle morning sunlight warming her face. She smiled contently, feeling a strange feeling of warmth and joy. She could lay there forever just feeling that feeling. Ginny slowly rolled over, pressing her pillow close to her face as if it was Harry.

Suddenly, she felt a tightness about her neck. It was the necklace, Voldemort's necklace. Ginny flung from her bed and pulled the necklace off, throwing it across the room.

"You can't have me!" Ginny yelled, expecting something to happen in response.

Nothing did happen. Ginny got up and got dressed. As she was combing her hair in her mirror, she glanced down at the necklace. It was gone. Ginny smiled. She had done it. Voldmort wouldn't bother her anymore. As she set her hair brush down, she found that the black box was now on her vanity. It had been on her night stand the night before. Ginny opened the box slightly and saw the glow of the necklace.

"No!" Ginny screamed, throwing the box at her bed. "Leave me alone! I'm not going back!"

The lid of the box popped open. The lightening mark on the necklace glowed a bright red. Ginny ran over and closed the box. She had to get rid of it somehow. Ginny tucked the box in her pocket and ran down the stairs.

"Ginny, where're you going?" Mrs. Weasley called. "Come in for breakfast."

Ginny let out a breath and went into the kitchen. Harry was there, along with everyone else. He blankly stared at his bowl as he pushed the cereal around the bowl with his spoon. Ginny sat down opposite him.

"How're you, Harry?" Ginny asked, feeling a nervousness rush over her.

"What..huh?" Harry looked up at her. "What..What did you say?"

"How're you?" Ginny repeated.

"I wish I was still asleep," Harry mumbled, looking back at his cereal.

Ginny smiled, both from nervousness and happiness. It just felt so strange to have last night happen and act like nothing had happened. Ginny just wanted to snoggle back into Harry's arms. That would get quite a negative reaction, though. After all, he had no idea that she was the one from his dream.

"What were you yelling about this morning?" Mr. Weasley asked Ginny over his newspaper.

"Nothing," Ginny assured him. "I just stubbed my toe."

"Awful lot of yelling for one toe," Ron scoffed.

"I have sensitive toes," Ginny shot at him.

"We're going to King's Cross Station tomorrow," Mr. Weasley announced. "Anything we need to get at Hogsmeade before then?"

"We got everything last week, Dad," Ron informed.

"I just wanted to make sure Harry had everything he needed," Mr. Weasley told him.

"I've got it all, Mr. Wealsey," Harry assured him, looking up from his bowl.

Ginny felt this throbbing in her pocket. The necklace was acting up.

"Mum, may I be excused?" Ginny blurted, jumping up from the table and running out the back door.

Ginny ran across her yard and over to a steep canyon. She pulled the box from her pocket and threw it down into the canyon.

"Gin?"

Ginny jumped from fright and spun around. Harry looked at her curiously.

"What are you doing out here?" He asked.

"Just getting rid of a little junk," Ginny told him, breathing hard. "What are you doing out here?"

"I just thought it was weird how you ran from the table like that," Harry said.

"I guess I'm peculiar that way," Ginny laughed.

Harry still stared at her.

"Shall we return to the house?" Ginny suggested.

"Sure," Harry muttered.

Ginny smiled and started off toward the house. Harry followed.

"Gin," Harry began, "have you ever had a dream that felt real?"

Ginny looked back at him.

"Everyone has," she said nervously.

Harry sat down on the ground, pressing his thumb to his chin thoughtfully.

"I sense you want to talk about something," Ginny said, walking over to him.

"It's just that dream," Harry told her, puzzled. "It was real. It was."

Ginny rubbed her arms insecurely.

"There was this girl," Harry muttered.

"What'd she look like?" Ginny asked, looking down at him.

Harry shook his head, biting on the end of his thumb.

"You don't remember?" Ginny assumed.

"It's weird," Harry sputtered. "I can see her clearly in my head, but she doesn't...I can't...explain...She's the most beautiful girl I have ever seen."

"Yet you can't explain her," Ginny said, biting her lip. "What color is her hair, her eyes? How tall is she? How old does she look?"

Harry rubbed his forehead and squinted his eyes.

"I don't know," Harry groaned.

Ginny patted Harry on the back.

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That night, Ginny put on her night gown and got into bed. She lay her head on her soft pillow and stared at the roof of her bedroom. She couldn't imagine tolerating the night without being with Harry. She found herself wishing she hadn't throw the necklace away.

Ginny closed her eyes.

"You're wonderful."

Ginny sat up and looked around. No one was there. She put out her candle and lay back down.

"All the heaven I need is in your eyes."

It sounded like Harry. Ginny had to ignore it. There was no one there.

"Am I dreaming?"

"Go away!" Ginny shouted, pressing her hands against her ears. It was no use. She could still hear the words.

"Don't let me wake up."

Ginny got up and relit her candle. She glanced around her room. Where was the voice coming from?

"And I will never let you go."

Ginny looked back at her candle. There sat the black box. The lid flipped open. Ginny reached for the necklace and, as she did, the pendant floated to touch her fingertips. Ginny quickly pulled her hand away.

"Never again!" She shouted.

Ginny grabbed the box and threw it out her window. She pulled her covers over her and began to cry.

A/N: Creepy. Anyway, what'd you think? Please review.