A/N: Remember, it's a law (at least in my book) if you read it, you have to review it.
Chapter 6: Stay with me
Night was again upon Hogwarts. It was humid and still. //Storm coming,// Ginny thought as she pulled the covers to her chest. She soon drifted off into a deep and peaceful sleep that she would have been tremendously grateful for under any other circumstances other then the following. She stirred, well after midnight, but did not wake.
"Ginny," a voice hissed in her ear over the low rumble of thunder.
"Hmmm."
"Come on, I want to show you something."
"Urrrh," she groaned and rolled over. He bent over and whispered something softly in her ear. She did not open her eyelids but stood and followed the voice. They reached the tower and walked to the center. The strong winds blew her ginger hair about her pale face and her gown flapped wildly.
"Come with me Ginny. Stay with me."
"Mmhumm."
"This won't hurt. I will stay with you the whole time."
***
Harry tossed madly in his twisted sheets, haunted by yet another dream but not one of the usual sort. There was a girl and a boy. No dark hooded figures, no green flashes, no begging voices, only the two, but somehow it was just as horrible. There was a blurred scene of the two conversing in the darkness. Then one moved and the other followed. The both stood close, side by side, leaning forward and then they were suddenly falling. Falling, falling, falling for what seemed an eternity. Then he saw her face.
His eyes shot open and he sprung into a sitting position, breathing hard. Harry ran from the dormitories and up the other staircase to the girl's dorms. He ran to her bed and flung back the curtains. The bed was empty.
"NO!" he screamed. Harry dropped to his knees sobbing helplessly. "Not my Ginny. God, please. Not her! Not her! Please don't take her from me!"
***
Ginny smiled, mumbled, and the inched to the edge of the tower, Quinn at her side.
TBC
Chapter 6: Stay with me
Night was again upon Hogwarts. It was humid and still. //Storm coming,// Ginny thought as she pulled the covers to her chest. She soon drifted off into a deep and peaceful sleep that she would have been tremendously grateful for under any other circumstances other then the following. She stirred, well after midnight, but did not wake.
"Ginny," a voice hissed in her ear over the low rumble of thunder.
"Hmmm."
"Come on, I want to show you something."
"Urrrh," she groaned and rolled over. He bent over and whispered something softly in her ear. She did not open her eyelids but stood and followed the voice. They reached the tower and walked to the center. The strong winds blew her ginger hair about her pale face and her gown flapped wildly.
"Come with me Ginny. Stay with me."
"Mmhumm."
"This won't hurt. I will stay with you the whole time."
***
Harry tossed madly in his twisted sheets, haunted by yet another dream but not one of the usual sort. There was a girl and a boy. No dark hooded figures, no green flashes, no begging voices, only the two, but somehow it was just as horrible. There was a blurred scene of the two conversing in the darkness. Then one moved and the other followed. The both stood close, side by side, leaning forward and then they were suddenly falling. Falling, falling, falling for what seemed an eternity. Then he saw her face.
His eyes shot open and he sprung into a sitting position, breathing hard. Harry ran from the dormitories and up the other staircase to the girl's dorms. He ran to her bed and flung back the curtains. The bed was empty.
"NO!" he screamed. Harry dropped to his knees sobbing helplessly. "Not my Ginny. God, please. Not her! Not her! Please don't take her from me!"
***
Ginny smiled, mumbled, and the inched to the edge of the tower, Quinn at her side.
TBC