Summary: It's Ginny's 6th year and she is tired of everyone treating her
like a child. She would rather die than be driven insane.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of it.
A/N: Thank you 2 all my reviewers. You mean so much to me and you brighten my days. Well faithful readers, faithfully read.
Chapter 16: The Initiation
Ginny felt her heart begin to palpitate and her stomach worm and squirm about. A lump rose in her throat, but she refused to look anywhere but at him. She saw his red eyes flick from Draco, to Harry, then to her, but she didn't avert her gaze. Voldermort laughed mirthlessly. "Into games, are we Weasley?"
"I could ask you the same question. Nicking kids to bait people. That seems so.above you." Ginny didn't care if she was mouthing off to most dangerous wizard in the world. She was going to die anyway. Why not go Gryffindor style. Insanely brave and stupidly proud?
"You're right." Voldermort said standing up. He walked past Draco, who didn't turn around and up to her. He yanked her hair the same way Lucius did and whispered in her ear. "But you, are beneath me. I couldn't give anymore of a damn what you think or say so shut," He yanked harder, "your pretty little mouth."
Ginny didn't hear Ron's frantic attempts to break his chair or the cursing muffled by the gag in his mouth. "Draco," Voldermort started proudly. "Are you ready to begin?"
"Y-y-yes my lord." Draco stammered. How are we gonna get out of this now? He thought frantically.
"Lift up your left sleeve." Voldermort ordered him. Draco did as told and held out his forearm. Voldermort pointed his wand at Draco's arm and said: "Eht arkday armk si indbing to ehtda teatres. Ouyay wov ot tasy ollay. Consumate!" He screamed. Draco suddenly felt much happier. His mind was so clear that it actually felt light. He was so grateful to Voldermort. Draco bowed and kissed the hem of Voldermort's robes. He stopped soon though because of a burning sensation that came to his arm. The feeling escalated to the point where Draco felt that the flesh was being torn from his very skin. The pain was near blinding when to Draco's relief it stopped. In its place, was the irrevocable Dark Mark etched into his skin.
"Now Draco. For your sacrifice. Kill the Weasley girl." Voldermort looked at Ginny and cackled at the horrified expression on her face.
Draco was edging towards Ginny, a hungry, insanely eager gleam filled his gray eyes. Ron shook his chair violently and was screaming incoherently. Harry was moaning too, but not in anger. In agony. Draco stopped at her feet and raised his wand.
"Avad- -!"
A body came tumbling down the dungeon steps and landed at the bottom, a mop of messy blonde hair with it. At the top, a solitary figure stood in the light of the doorway.
"Dub-le-dor!" Hermione cried through her gag. Hers and Jane's cheeks were tearstained. They were saved. A/N: hope you liked it. Make the world a better place. Use the 6 r's: Read, Review, Repeat. Oh yeah and Reduce, Reuse, Recycle.
Luv, your homechick,
;) amaka
Disclaimer: I don't own any of it.
A/N: Thank you 2 all my reviewers. You mean so much to me and you brighten my days. Well faithful readers, faithfully read.
Chapter 16: The Initiation
Ginny felt her heart begin to palpitate and her stomach worm and squirm about. A lump rose in her throat, but she refused to look anywhere but at him. She saw his red eyes flick from Draco, to Harry, then to her, but she didn't avert her gaze. Voldermort laughed mirthlessly. "Into games, are we Weasley?"
"I could ask you the same question. Nicking kids to bait people. That seems so.above you." Ginny didn't care if she was mouthing off to most dangerous wizard in the world. She was going to die anyway. Why not go Gryffindor style. Insanely brave and stupidly proud?
"You're right." Voldermort said standing up. He walked past Draco, who didn't turn around and up to her. He yanked her hair the same way Lucius did and whispered in her ear. "But you, are beneath me. I couldn't give anymore of a damn what you think or say so shut," He yanked harder, "your pretty little mouth."
Ginny didn't hear Ron's frantic attempts to break his chair or the cursing muffled by the gag in his mouth. "Draco," Voldermort started proudly. "Are you ready to begin?"
"Y-y-yes my lord." Draco stammered. How are we gonna get out of this now? He thought frantically.
"Lift up your left sleeve." Voldermort ordered him. Draco did as told and held out his forearm. Voldermort pointed his wand at Draco's arm and said: "Eht arkday armk si indbing to ehtda teatres. Ouyay wov ot tasy ollay. Consumate!" He screamed. Draco suddenly felt much happier. His mind was so clear that it actually felt light. He was so grateful to Voldermort. Draco bowed and kissed the hem of Voldermort's robes. He stopped soon though because of a burning sensation that came to his arm. The feeling escalated to the point where Draco felt that the flesh was being torn from his very skin. The pain was near blinding when to Draco's relief it stopped. In its place, was the irrevocable Dark Mark etched into his skin.
"Now Draco. For your sacrifice. Kill the Weasley girl." Voldermort looked at Ginny and cackled at the horrified expression on her face.
Draco was edging towards Ginny, a hungry, insanely eager gleam filled his gray eyes. Ron shook his chair violently and was screaming incoherently. Harry was moaning too, but not in anger. In agony. Draco stopped at her feet and raised his wand.
"Avad- -!"
A body came tumbling down the dungeon steps and landed at the bottom, a mop of messy blonde hair with it. At the top, a solitary figure stood in the light of the doorway.
"Dub-le-dor!" Hermione cried through her gag. Hers and Jane's cheeks were tearstained. They were saved. A/N: hope you liked it. Make the world a better place. Use the 6 r's: Read, Review, Repeat. Oh yeah and Reduce, Reuse, Recycle.
Luv, your homechick,
;) amaka