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Chapter 10: Komm Susser Todd

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I know, I know I've let you down

I've been a fool to myself

I thought that I could live for no one else

But now through all the hurt and pain

It's time for me to respect

The ones you love mean more than anything

So with sadness in my heart

Feel the best thing I could do

Is end it all and leave forever

What's done is done

It feels so bad

What once was happy

Now is sad

I'll never love again

My world is ending

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Komm Susser Todd – Dunno who the singer is, but it's from Neon Genesis Evangelion.

Ginny lay curled into a foetus position on the bed. She was cold. Rain hit the window pane loudly. A bowl of soup lay not far away, but she was not hungry.

She was scared.

The only time she'd ever been this scared before was when she'd seen Tom Riddle rising up out of the Diary. It felt as though her very heart was slowly stopping.

The door banged open and she sat up quickly. It was Draco. He leant against the doorframe, smirking.

"You're awake."

"Well, we are observant today, aren't we?" Ginny said bitterly. His eyebrow shot up.

"Someone's feeling grumpy."

"Piss off, Malfoy."

"Oh, we're back to Malfoy now are we? Really Ginny, I thought we could still remain friends. Yes, so I tricked you, misled you, led you into the hands of the Dark Lord and am going to help make you kill your true love, but what's that after all we've been through?"

Ginny didn't answer. She walked to the window and sat on the wide sill, watching the grey skies. Malfoy stepped into the room. She ignored him.

"Why don't you eat the soup? It hasn't got anything in it."

"I won't eat anything prepared by a Deatheater."

"Feeling rather bitter, I suppose."

"You lied to me."

"Well, yes. But in a good cause. Really, you didn't honestly think I could love you."

Ginny blinked hard, tears threatening. Draco smirked.

"That's sweet. Still, we had a good time, didn't we?"

"Leave me alone."

"But I need something to keep me entertained. Anyway, you were good, for what you are."

"What do you mean by that?" Ginny said, facing him furiously. Draco shrugged.

"A Weasley. A Muggle-lover. Far below me on the social ladder. Still, not for long…"

Ginny felt blinding hatred. She had never felt anything so strongly in her life. In a second her fist was aimed at Malfoy. The next he was sprawled on the floor and she kicking him.

"You bastard! I hate you, I hate you!" She screamed, trying to pummel every inch of him she could reach. But he drew out his wand and a force flung her back against a wall and she hung there, struggling at the invisible bonds. He stood up and wiped away a trickle of blood from his forehead. Then he slapped her.

"You little bitch… You made me bleed!"

"It's not half of what you deserve!" Ginny said. Draco was about to hit her again but a cold voice at the door stopped him.

"It's not nice to hit women, Draco." Voldemort walked towards Ginny and Draco stepped back.

"My Lord, she-"

"I know what she did. Feisty little thing. Go and clean yourself up." Draco left the room. Ginny hung on the wall still, feeling that maybe she had done the wrong thing. Voldemort looked her up and down.

"Scrapping already? Really, Virginia. I expected better of you." Ginny glared at him. It did not occur to her that this man could kill her in an instant. All she cared was that she hated him with a deep loathing.

"He deserved it. He deserved a thousand times worse."

"If you can't behave yourself I'll have to bind and gag you. Do you want me to do that?" Ginny didn't reply but maintained eye contact. He sighed.

"Tomorrow I finish the ritual. Until then I want you to stay out of trouble. You cannot leave the house, but you may explore it. Rooms that are locked, you must stay out of. Any others, you may enter. Deatheaters enter and leave this house regularly. They will not bother you, if you do not offend them. "

He turned away and Ginny slid down the wall. She knelt at the bottom of it and breathed heavily. Voldemort stopped and looked back at her.

"You should stay out of Draco's way. His temper is easily aroused."

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Ginny waited for an hour before tugging open the door.  The long corridor was empty. She walked down it for a few minutes then found herself at a flight of stairs. She went down them into a hall. Rooms went off in all directions. One had a name carved above the door. 'The Weapons Room'. As Ginny had expected, it was locked. She tried another door. It opened into a library. The room was empty. She looked out of the window at the rolling hills, coloured murky brown/green by the rain. As she tried to open the window a sharp pain ran through her arms. One of the doors or windows would open to her. She was a prisoner.

She started to examine the books. Mostly dark art ones. She wished she had her wand but it lay in the drawer at her shop. Her shop… Sara…

How many people would die because of her? She suspected that Sara and Harry would not be the only ones to die.

She sank into a chair with a book. The first page told her that the content was going to be very dark. She returned the book to its shelf. As the fire burned itself into ashes, Ginny felt herself becoming drowsy.

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Harry sat with the rest of the Order in the kitchen at Grimmauld Place. Albus Dumbledore was coming. Harry held his head in his hands.

"How did I let this happen? My first assignment as an Auror and the person I have to protect is kidnapped by Lord Voldemort."

"Harry, we'll get her back. We have to." Ron told him. Harry sighed.

"I'm such an idiot. I could have stopped this."

"Stop acting like this is the end! We still have a chance to save Ginny. So pull yourself together, or we're going to lose her completely!" Hermione said furiously. Harry nodded, and stood up.

"You're right."

"Of course I am." Hermione said primly. The door flung open and Albus Dumbledore stepped in.

"Alastor and I have a plan. We know where he is keeping her. The Aurors are going to join us, and we're going to attack. Surprise attack."

"We're going to war?" Fred asked.

"In a way, yes. Because this is going to end today."

"If he's already… if Ginny's…" Ron couldn't bring himself to say 'dead'. Albus sighed.

"We plan to get to her before that happens. Let's get going."

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There was a strange feeling all over her body. Ginny opened her eyes and found herself staring at the ceiling. She opened her mouth but a gag was pushed into it.

"Silence." Hissed Draco Malfoy. Voldemort's voice floated over.

"Stand back Draco. The potion is ready."

He stood over her. An injection needle was in his hand, a black liquid in it. He smiled cruelly.

"Don't think I don't realise the irony of using Muggle methods to put the potion in you. A useful object, don't you think?" Ginny felt tears leaking from her eyes.

This wasn't right! This wasn't supposed to happen. If this was a story, Harry would burst through the door, wand at the ready, with an army of Aurors at his side.

But it wasn't a story. No Harry came bursting through the door. Nothing came to her rescue. All she felt was a sharp pain as the needle entered her arm, and searing, white-hot agony as the black potion mixed with her blood, staining her skin as the cut on her eyebrow opened and dark, dirt liquid dripped down her face. Her eyes welled with tears, and the brown irises turned red. Her flaming hair turned pure black, like a raven's feather. All she felt was pain and sorrow. It was as though she was connected to all the pain in all the world. All she wanted was to die. To die would keep the pain away.

And as the pain seared, she felt a cool hand on her forehead and Voldemort's voice whispering

"You are mine…"

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Ooh! Intense! Sorry it took me so long to write. School and writers block kept me at bay.

And for those who are interested, the title means 'Come Sweet Death'. It's form Neon Genesis Evangelion, and is a wonderful song.

Lotsa luv 'n' huggles

Katie