Disclaimer--- This is J.K.'s thing, im just using it.
A/N Lol, I know that this a little late for a disclaimer, but oh well. About the story, alot of you said that I should continue it and I will, it just might be long or sound kind of forced, I don't know. I might start some other kind of fic, because although I still write this one, it's at a low point for me.
Here is the chapter.
OH WAIT! I wanted to say thank you to everyone who reviewed, and thouse of you who reviewed more then once, especially, although I loved them all! And I was going to say that you guys should check out Elizabeth Chandler. She a writer ( a professional one, not here on fanfic,), and she has a series called " Dark Secrets" that is really good. Its got romance and super natural and suspence and its creepy. All around awesome books!
Here's the chapter for real this time!
" Where did you go Ginny?" Ron's voiced asked calmly, but Ginny nearly jumped out of her skin anyways. He was sitting by himself on her bed. " Are you okay Gin?" he asked visibly concerned, and rushing over to her. " I didn't mean to scare you. Are you hurt?"
" I...uhh..I'm fine....I think." she said still reeling with all the craziness of the last hour.
" Where were you? We were worried." he said somberly. Ginny felt a pang of guilt in the pit of her stomache. He deserved to know what was happening to her, he was her brother. She checked the room to make sure that they were truly alone.
" Ron, if I tell you something, will you promise not to tell anyone?" she asked curiously. Ron eyed her with suspicion.
" I promise that I won't say anything unless it's dangerous for you, and I will warn you before I tell anyone." he said. Ginny wieghed her options, and decided to tell him everything.
" Okay, but don't go blabing to Harry and Hermione or anything." She took a deep breath, and told him everything. She told him she was a lifter, and then explained to him what it was, because he never paid attention in class.
" No way Gin!" he said astonished. " Thats so cool! My baby sister is-"
" -in deep trouble." she finished for him.
She told him how she saved Harry when the deatheaters were in their house, and about the healer that was killed and how Malfoy now knew that she was something out of the ordinary, and since he was a soon-to-be death eater, it could be really bad for Ginny. Before he could comment on that however she continued her story, and told him about .throwing Malfoy in the fountain at Diagon alley. She had to pause a few moments here however because Ron couldn't seem to control his laughter. When she talked about what she had heard in the cave, and staying to warn the people, his eyes grew wide with shock.
" That's why the reporters were here then! Uh...Ginny?" he paused.
" Yeah?"
" How on earth did you get out of there alive?" he asked looking up at her, but she didn't want to talk it about it, so she shrugged. Then she told him about going to look for Malfoy to ask him that same question, sort of. When she told him about the soul collectors, he shivered noticabley. After she had told him what the soul collector had said, they both sat there in silence while Ron soaked everything in.
" Wow, and here I though me, Harry and Hermione had alot of stress. Maybe if you tell them they can help us figure something out, like someway so that your never alone at Hogwarts. I mean beatween the three of us, and our friends I think we can manage." he said. Ginny's forehead creased with concentration. She was seriously considering his offer, as horribly overbearing as it was, she was scared. Malfoy was as good as a deatheater now, so there was no telling what he would do, and the last thing he said "Extraordinary huh? We'll see about that." sounded an awful lot like a challenge of some sort. As frightend as Ginny was though, she still didn't want anyone hanging over her like a hawk.
" No Ron, I think I will just wait and see what happens. I mean, this year might be as uneventful as the others for me, so I don't think that we should worry about it too much in the mean time." Ron's entire body stiffened, and he began to fidget.
" Uh...Ginny...I wouldn't exactly call your first year uneventful." Upon saying this Ron seemed to note the pained expression come across Ginny's face. " I know you don't like to talk about it Ginny, but think what could have happened if we hadn't found the chamber, and if Harry hadn't destroyed that diary. You'd be dead now, Gin, and its all the Malfoy's fault." he said. He's got a point there, Ginny. Think about it, they could protect you, and you'd be in there little group! said a small annoying voice in the back of her head.
" Never listen to the voices." she said smiling under her breath.
" What'd you say Ginny?" Ron asked. Ginny turned to look at him, her smile only faltering slightly.
" I said....erm...I said that I need to sleep on it. I will let you know tomorrow, and sorry, but I'd really like to be alone. Atleast until I'm asleep anyways. Goodnight Ron." she said opening the door for him. He looked at her somewhat reluctantly.
" Okay Ginny I'll be in the waiting area with Harry and Hermione. If you need me, just yell. It's right across the hall, I'll hear you." he said giving his baby sister a kiss on the cheek. Ginny shut the door behind him, and practicly lept into her bed. She was so tired. Her headache was back by now, and she didn't feel like she could talk anymore even if she wanted to. She was beginning to notice how easy it was for her to fall asleep lately, compared to before, when she would lye awake for hours every night.
The next day the doctor came in to see her. He was an elderly man, that reminded her of Professor Dumbledore, because he had a very long white beard and he wore a white pointy wizards hat. He walked over towards her and pulled up a chair next to her bed, where she was lying." How are you feeling, Miss Weasly?" he asked very curiously. A tad bit to curious.
" Um..fine..why?" she asked. The doctor frowned.
" Well, something very strange has happend. If my witnesses are right, then you were most likely hit with the Aveda Kedavra curse, and yet you don't even have a scratch. Can you explain that?" Yeah, Ginny thought, the only way you can kill a lifter is by making them want to die first. She couldn't very well tell him that, though.
" Nope, maybe your witnesses were mistaken. Hey doc, do you think I could go home now, because like you said I don't even have a scratch." she asked changing the subject.
" You may go home, when your mother get's here. She has been informed of your condition, and is on her way, but in the meantime I have a few more questions. How did you know to warn the people in Diagon Alley?"
" I-I." Ginny paused and took a deep breath. " I overheard someone talking about it, so I tried to get everyone out. I knew no one would believe me if I told them vol-, I mean you-know-who, and his deatheaters were about to attack, so I told them a dementor was loose and close by. I think that worked though." she said. The doctor smiled at her.
" It worked as well as it possibly could have. I will not lie to you, there were some unfortunate people, but overall nearly everyone got out. And" he added quietly, " I believe that some people are beginning to believe that Voldemort is back." Ginny, whose eyes were staring at the floor to hide the tears forming there for the people who died, looked up at him, shock etched all over her face. He called him Voldemort, and he wasn't afraid. she thought. Noticing her expression, the old man let out a great rumbling laugh, she didn't think anyone at his age could have been capable of. " Albus Dumbledore, and I are close confidents. I know that the Dark Lord had risen again, and I am no longer afraid to speak his name." he explained. Ginny smiled at the doctor. If he was a friend of Dumbledore's he couldn't be too bad.
" One last question, and I will let you rest." Ginny nodded. " Who was with you?"
" What do you mean?" she asked, trying to act puzzled.
" People that were there said that they saw you with a tall, blonde young man."
" I have no idea what your talking about." she said casting her eyes upon the floor.
" Come now Miss Weasly, surely you don't expect me to believe that. This could be the person that attacked you. Why would you want to protect someone that might have attacked you, or that might know who did?" he asked exasperatedly. Ginny didn't know why she didn't want to tell. She just didn't. Thankfully, Molly Weasley chose that very moment to come bustling into the room, smothering Ginny with hugs and kisses.
" Oh Ginny, I'm so glad your alright, so is everyone else. We were so worried that you......well no need to worry about that now. Come along we are leaving, your father's coming home from work early so we can all have dinner together. Ginny groaned, she wasn't looking forward to having the spotlight on her. After the doctor gave Ginny a few small vial's of medicine, she and her mother both went to the fireplace, and traveled home using floo powder. Her mother made Ginny go first, of course. Whcih made Ginny feel a little foolish. When she saw the farmiliar living room come before her eyes, she could feel the tears welling up in her eyes. She was really glad to be home.
Luckilly there wasn't anyone in the Living Room, or the entire house for that matter, to hear her invoulentary sobbing . Knowing that her mother would be home any minute Ginny rushed up the stairs, and into the bathroom. All she wanted to do was take a long hot bath, and an even longer nap. Her mother would come by every so often while she was in the bath, to make sure she was okay, but thankfully she did not bother Ginny while she slept.
She had a feeling, however, that there was a very short amount of time that she was really alone in her room. She had a lurking suspicion that Harry, Ron, and Hermione took turns watching over her in Harry's invisiblity cloak, but all things considered she still had a good sleep. When she woke, it was very dark, and the air around her was cold again. She got up to see if anyone was still awake, but when she looked in the doorway she knew that someone was awake. Harry was.
" Hi Harry." she said smiling. He smiled back.
" Come on Virginia, we're going to be late." Harry said walking over to take her hand. He practically dragged her down the stairs.
A/N Lol, I know that this a little late for a disclaimer, but oh well. About the story, alot of you said that I should continue it and I will, it just might be long or sound kind of forced, I don't know. I might start some other kind of fic, because although I still write this one, it's at a low point for me.
Here is the chapter.
OH WAIT! I wanted to say thank you to everyone who reviewed, and thouse of you who reviewed more then once, especially, although I loved them all! And I was going to say that you guys should check out Elizabeth Chandler. She a writer ( a professional one, not here on fanfic,), and she has a series called " Dark Secrets" that is really good. Its got romance and super natural and suspence and its creepy. All around awesome books!
Here's the chapter for real this time!
" Where did you go Ginny?" Ron's voiced asked calmly, but Ginny nearly jumped out of her skin anyways. He was sitting by himself on her bed. " Are you okay Gin?" he asked visibly concerned, and rushing over to her. " I didn't mean to scare you. Are you hurt?"
" I...uhh..I'm fine....I think." she said still reeling with all the craziness of the last hour.
" Where were you? We were worried." he said somberly. Ginny felt a pang of guilt in the pit of her stomache. He deserved to know what was happening to her, he was her brother. She checked the room to make sure that they were truly alone.
" Ron, if I tell you something, will you promise not to tell anyone?" she asked curiously. Ron eyed her with suspicion.
" I promise that I won't say anything unless it's dangerous for you, and I will warn you before I tell anyone." he said. Ginny wieghed her options, and decided to tell him everything.
" Okay, but don't go blabing to Harry and Hermione or anything." She took a deep breath, and told him everything. She told him she was a lifter, and then explained to him what it was, because he never paid attention in class.
" No way Gin!" he said astonished. " Thats so cool! My baby sister is-"
" -in deep trouble." she finished for him.
She told him how she saved Harry when the deatheaters were in their house, and about the healer that was killed and how Malfoy now knew that she was something out of the ordinary, and since he was a soon-to-be death eater, it could be really bad for Ginny. Before he could comment on that however she continued her story, and told him about .throwing Malfoy in the fountain at Diagon alley. She had to pause a few moments here however because Ron couldn't seem to control his laughter. When she talked about what she had heard in the cave, and staying to warn the people, his eyes grew wide with shock.
" That's why the reporters were here then! Uh...Ginny?" he paused.
" Yeah?"
" How on earth did you get out of there alive?" he asked looking up at her, but she didn't want to talk it about it, so she shrugged. Then she told him about going to look for Malfoy to ask him that same question, sort of. When she told him about the soul collectors, he shivered noticabley. After she had told him what the soul collector had said, they both sat there in silence while Ron soaked everything in.
" Wow, and here I though me, Harry and Hermione had alot of stress. Maybe if you tell them they can help us figure something out, like someway so that your never alone at Hogwarts. I mean beatween the three of us, and our friends I think we can manage." he said. Ginny's forehead creased with concentration. She was seriously considering his offer, as horribly overbearing as it was, she was scared. Malfoy was as good as a deatheater now, so there was no telling what he would do, and the last thing he said "Extraordinary huh? We'll see about that." sounded an awful lot like a challenge of some sort. As frightend as Ginny was though, she still didn't want anyone hanging over her like a hawk.
" No Ron, I think I will just wait and see what happens. I mean, this year might be as uneventful as the others for me, so I don't think that we should worry about it too much in the mean time." Ron's entire body stiffened, and he began to fidget.
" Uh...Ginny...I wouldn't exactly call your first year uneventful." Upon saying this Ron seemed to note the pained expression come across Ginny's face. " I know you don't like to talk about it Ginny, but think what could have happened if we hadn't found the chamber, and if Harry hadn't destroyed that diary. You'd be dead now, Gin, and its all the Malfoy's fault." he said. He's got a point there, Ginny. Think about it, they could protect you, and you'd be in there little group! said a small annoying voice in the back of her head.
" Never listen to the voices." she said smiling under her breath.
" What'd you say Ginny?" Ron asked. Ginny turned to look at him, her smile only faltering slightly.
" I said....erm...I said that I need to sleep on it. I will let you know tomorrow, and sorry, but I'd really like to be alone. Atleast until I'm asleep anyways. Goodnight Ron." she said opening the door for him. He looked at her somewhat reluctantly.
" Okay Ginny I'll be in the waiting area with Harry and Hermione. If you need me, just yell. It's right across the hall, I'll hear you." he said giving his baby sister a kiss on the cheek. Ginny shut the door behind him, and practicly lept into her bed. She was so tired. Her headache was back by now, and she didn't feel like she could talk anymore even if she wanted to. She was beginning to notice how easy it was for her to fall asleep lately, compared to before, when she would lye awake for hours every night.
The next day the doctor came in to see her. He was an elderly man, that reminded her of Professor Dumbledore, because he had a very long white beard and he wore a white pointy wizards hat. He walked over towards her and pulled up a chair next to her bed, where she was lying." How are you feeling, Miss Weasly?" he asked very curiously. A tad bit to curious.
" Um..fine..why?" she asked. The doctor frowned.
" Well, something very strange has happend. If my witnesses are right, then you were most likely hit with the Aveda Kedavra curse, and yet you don't even have a scratch. Can you explain that?" Yeah, Ginny thought, the only way you can kill a lifter is by making them want to die first. She couldn't very well tell him that, though.
" Nope, maybe your witnesses were mistaken. Hey doc, do you think I could go home now, because like you said I don't even have a scratch." she asked changing the subject.
" You may go home, when your mother get's here. She has been informed of your condition, and is on her way, but in the meantime I have a few more questions. How did you know to warn the people in Diagon Alley?"
" I-I." Ginny paused and took a deep breath. " I overheard someone talking about it, so I tried to get everyone out. I knew no one would believe me if I told them vol-, I mean you-know-who, and his deatheaters were about to attack, so I told them a dementor was loose and close by. I think that worked though." she said. The doctor smiled at her.
" It worked as well as it possibly could have. I will not lie to you, there were some unfortunate people, but overall nearly everyone got out. And" he added quietly, " I believe that some people are beginning to believe that Voldemort is back." Ginny, whose eyes were staring at the floor to hide the tears forming there for the people who died, looked up at him, shock etched all over her face. He called him Voldemort, and he wasn't afraid. she thought. Noticing her expression, the old man let out a great rumbling laugh, she didn't think anyone at his age could have been capable of. " Albus Dumbledore, and I are close confidents. I know that the Dark Lord had risen again, and I am no longer afraid to speak his name." he explained. Ginny smiled at the doctor. If he was a friend of Dumbledore's he couldn't be too bad.
" One last question, and I will let you rest." Ginny nodded. " Who was with you?"
" What do you mean?" she asked, trying to act puzzled.
" People that were there said that they saw you with a tall, blonde young man."
" I have no idea what your talking about." she said casting her eyes upon the floor.
" Come now Miss Weasly, surely you don't expect me to believe that. This could be the person that attacked you. Why would you want to protect someone that might have attacked you, or that might know who did?" he asked exasperatedly. Ginny didn't know why she didn't want to tell. She just didn't. Thankfully, Molly Weasley chose that very moment to come bustling into the room, smothering Ginny with hugs and kisses.
" Oh Ginny, I'm so glad your alright, so is everyone else. We were so worried that you......well no need to worry about that now. Come along we are leaving, your father's coming home from work early so we can all have dinner together. Ginny groaned, she wasn't looking forward to having the spotlight on her. After the doctor gave Ginny a few small vial's of medicine, she and her mother both went to the fireplace, and traveled home using floo powder. Her mother made Ginny go first, of course. Whcih made Ginny feel a little foolish. When she saw the farmiliar living room come before her eyes, she could feel the tears welling up in her eyes. She was really glad to be home.
Luckilly there wasn't anyone in the Living Room, or the entire house for that matter, to hear her invoulentary sobbing . Knowing that her mother would be home any minute Ginny rushed up the stairs, and into the bathroom. All she wanted to do was take a long hot bath, and an even longer nap. Her mother would come by every so often while she was in the bath, to make sure she was okay, but thankfully she did not bother Ginny while she slept.
She had a feeling, however, that there was a very short amount of time that she was really alone in her room. She had a lurking suspicion that Harry, Ron, and Hermione took turns watching over her in Harry's invisiblity cloak, but all things considered she still had a good sleep. When she woke, it was very dark, and the air around her was cold again. She got up to see if anyone was still awake, but when she looked in the doorway she knew that someone was awake. Harry was.
" Hi Harry." she said smiling. He smiled back.
" Come on Virginia, we're going to be late." Harry said walking over to take her hand. He practically dragged her down the stairs.