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Magical Mysticism

Chapter 6

The rest of Ginny's summer consisted of training with Draco, and spending time with Bill, who insisted on treating Ginny like a tourist for most of the weekends. Truth be told, she didn't mind sightseeing around the Wizarding part of Cairo, but venturing as a common Muggle, into the streets grossed her out, all that "Muggle filth". Soon, though, she would have to return to the Burrow. Thankfully that would only last about 3 days, before she headed off to Hogwarts for her 5th year.

This year, she would have friends, because she would hang out with Draco, and the group of Death Eaters. Screw her brother and Harry if they said anything about it. This was her life, wasn't it? They would never actually accuse or suspect sweet little Ginny of being a Death Eater, but they would seriously doubt her mental health for hanging out with Slytherins. Ginny was determined to come out of her shell this year. Already she had gotten what she had wanted at the beginning of her trip to Egypt.

She had wanted to change, and she had. Now she was one of the most powerful Death Eaters there was, and she was not afraid to show it. Her attitude had greatly changed, and she wouldn't take any of Potter's crap.

Wouldn't that be a surprise to him? Ginny, who used to turn all red around him, suddenly hating him. That would be hilarious. Ginny couldn't wait.

And then there was Draco. Ginny wasn't sure how she felt about him. Sure, he was dead sexy, and powerful. And they would be sharing the wizarding world in only a few months. Ginny liked him… a lot. But what happened when she told him that, and he rejected her to her face. Hopefully it never came to that.

In reality, they flirted a lot. But Ginny couldn't see him liking her back. Maybe once she had all the power, he would respect and like her. Until then, she could at least hope of that day arriving quickly.

Her Dark Mark was fading. When she had first gotten it, it had been dark, and filled in with vivid colour. Now it was a shade of a gray outline. Draco had his in the same place, she had learned. The heirs.

It was Ginny's second to last day in Egypt. Tomorrow she would be gone. It was also her last day of formal training. She had learned many Dark arts, including Potions, History of Dark Magic, as well as curses and spells. She had also dabbled a bit in necromancy, and was quite good at it.

Because she wouldn't see Draco for a week, until school started, Ginny thought she would dress up, to impress him, maybe. She had been given some money by the Dark Lord, and hadn't spent any of it, but thought now to be the perfect time. Yesterday she had gone shopping, and majorly updated her wardrobe.

Today she was wearing black robes, open, with a small black skirt and tank top on underneath. She looked good, with her hood down and hair running down her back. Although a little gothic, black suited her complexion, and mental state pretty well. She couldn't wait to show Draco.

Once again, she waited until Bill was gone, then Portkey-ed to the workshop, where Draco was already waiting. He had his back turned to her, so Ginny, using some of her new knowledge, crept behind him. In a soft voice, she whispered in his ear.

"Hey, Dragon. How are you doing today?" He turned around quickly, and Ginny was able to catch a glimpse of a complicated Arithmancy problem.

"What's that?" Her curiosity was killing her.

"I'm merely testing my theory on some new spells that have been recently invented. If my calculations are correct, we can alter them slightly, and they can be more deadly than the Unforgivables."

Ginny was impressed. From the look of the problem, these spells could probably help win the war for the Dark Side. Scanning over his work, however, she noted a error, and quickly pointed it out to Draco.

"Hey, right there. How is that possible? You'd have to rearrange the principles too much, and then you'd have nothing but a simple healing spell."

Draco leaned forward to the area she was talking about.

"Damn," he cursed under his breath, "I thought I'd had something, too."

"Just wait a second." Ginny had an idea. By tweaking the original spell, and adding a fire-lighting spell, there was a possibility of creating a cage made of fire, that would trap the victim, although not kill it. A trait that would be very useful, should any prisoners be taken in the war.

She pointed out her idea to Draco. He nodded, understanding how it was possible.

"How about a little test?" He said, smirking at her. Mudblood torturing was one of the fun things that they did together in the training.

"Of course. We can't use it until we are positive it would work." Ginny smirked back, with an expression that would match his own.

Draco reached into a drawer, and pulled out a miniature human.

"Engorgio" The figure grew, until it reached the size of a human. A man. He was gesturing wildly at the two, but could not talk. A spell to remove his vocal cords had taken care of that when he was captured. Now he was weak, alive only for a little while. Ginny led him over to a clear section of the room, and practiced her wand movement. Things were a little more tricky using the Ministry-blocked spells, so she had to practice a bit more than usual. Then, in a clear voice, she said the incantation.

"inreto incendo!" fire shot out of her wand, and formed a small entrapment around the man, who cried out in pain. He wouldn't die of the fire, but of the position he was stuck in, standing straight up. If he touched the fire, he would burn, and be forced back into the cage.

It really was a useful little spell.

They continued working on the Arithmancy, until it was time for Ginny to go. She promised Draco, who had been eyeing her outfit, and her, all day, that she would see him at Hogwarts.

"Until then, Gin."

Draco, like Bill had chosen the abbreviation of Ginny as her nickname. She rather liked it, it made her sound exotic, and more mature.

"Bye, Dragon."

After finding out that his name meant Dragon, she had taken to calling him that. The two had also decided that, when they had taken over the world, their symbol would be the dragon, changing the Dark Mark into a Dragon, spouting fire.

Ginny hurried home, and changed into a pair of shorts and a tank top. She didn't want Bill to see her in the revealing clothes, let alone know she owned them. He was likely to go ballistic. Ginny spent the rest of the afternoon packing up, and thinking about tomorrow, when she would return to her cage of fire. The Burrow.

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Bill got home early that night, and treated Ginny to dinner at a expensive new restaurant that had opened up shortly before. Ginny listened to Bill talk about his new girlfriend, job, and Quidditch league that he was thinking of joining. It was getting annoying, really. All Bill ever did was talk about trivial things. When she had tried to start a conversation about the war, and her position on Fudge, Bill had changed the topic rather quickly.

But she enjoyed her night out, nonetheless. Ginny couldn't get her mind off tomorrow, though. She knew that she'd shock quite a few people at the Burrow, and was looking forward to it. And then, Hogwarts. School would take up most her time until December, when Draco and her plan would be put in action. She had decided to take as many advanced courses at Hogwarts as she had been allowed, because she would not be finishing school, if the plan worked according to plan.

Not that she really needed to, of course. Already she was extremely confident in her magical abilities. She had, after all, mastered in a month what normally took Death Eaters half a year or more to learn. School shouldn't be very difficult after that, anyway.

And here Ginny was, sitting across from Bill. How could he know that she was planning to take over the world in four short months. Everyone would fear her. Her and Draco, together.

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The next morning, Ginny got up, and showered and dressed immediately. Then she greeted Bill, and properly thanked him for getting her out of the Burrow, and showing her a wonderful time in Egypt. She shoveled down some breakfast, and headed to the fireplace, making sure she had everything with her.

"Well, thanks again, Bill. I had a wonderful time, and I'm going to miss you a lot."

"You too, Gin. I'll see you at Christmas, probably, unless you decide to stay at Hogwarts."

"K. Bye!"

"See ya, Gin."

Flooing was the same as always. Dizzying. She nearly got sick in some old lady's grate. Soon she was greeted by the large, messy, familiar living room of the Burrow. From the fireplace, she could see her mother in the kitchen, preparing a meal. She went into the kitchen, and greeted her mum.

"Ginny! Wonderful to have you back, dear. Now could you help cut up these carrots? We are having a bit of a gathering tonight, with the twins coming to supper from Hogsmeade, and Charlie apparating from Romania."

"Sure thing, mum." Ginny didn't mind helping out, after all, two more days and she was free of this place.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione came through the kitchen door. Ginny was greeted warmly by all three, but especially by Harry, who was looking at her in a slightly different way than normally.

It took a lot of Ginny's willpower to keep from Avada-ing Hermione at that minute. The little Mudblood, coming to her house and fouling her world. She calmed herself down by thinking of Draco, and him telling her to be patient. Ginny only had to wait until December, when Voldemort named her his heir, and she would rule the world.

"Hey, guys. Have you had a nice holiday?" Ginny kept a little sweetness in her voice, but also had a very forced tone.

"Yeah, it's been great. We've missed you, though, Ginny." Harry spoke. "Right Ron, Hermione?"

"Yeah, good to see you." Hermione smiled at her. Ginny smirked, and resumed cutting up the carrots. At least she was spared conversation, because at that moment, Fred and George came in the door. Well, rather blew up the door.

After greeting her, the went into the living room with the Dream Team, to show them several of their new tricks. Aside from the odd blast or explosion, things were relatively quiet from that direction.

Ginny finished the meal, and, under her mothers orders, served it to the guests. During an enjoyable meal, the topic of conversation ranged from the Trio's (not Ginny's) 6th year at Hogwarts, Charlie's work in Romania, or the twins joke shop which had recently been opened.

The last bit of daylight was spent outdoors, where Fred and George showed several of their new firework displays. Going up to her room, which she shared with Hermione over the break, Ginny thought about the differences between life at the Burrow, and life as a Death Eater. They both had their times of enjoyment for Ginny, but she definitely preferred the Dark side to the Light.

She was meant to be on the Dark Side, she had come to realize. It was her destiny.

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Meanwhile, in a deserted house in the countryside, Draco was meeting with Voldemort. Describing the new spells he and Ginny had discovered, Draco was pleased to find that the Dark Lord had grown quite weak, and found it difficult to remain standing for a long period of time. By December, he would be nearly dying of his own, and the Imperious curse that Wormtail would be under would be quite enough to finish him off.

Voldemort seemed pleased by the news that Virginia had completed her training, and was now a full-fledged Death Eater. He had told Draco that she had been like a daughter to him in the Chamber of Secrets, and he was glad that she had turned to the Dark Side.

"You two are like my children. I do not believe in love, for it makes you weak, but there are no two other people that I trust the future of the wizarding world to. You and Virginia, underneath me, will be the second most powerful Death Eaters ever."

"We are both truly honored, my lord." Draco bowed to the Dark Lord, and left the room. Everything was going perfectly.

So how was that? I'm trying to get some D/G in here, but don't worry, there will be much more soon! I promise. I don't want to make it fluffy, though. I've always been more into angst.

Thanks again to my wonderful reviewers. Without you guys, I'd be lost!

~Leuca