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Chapter 5- Happy birthday you highness!
My Immortal
I'm so tired of being here
suppressed by all my childish fears and if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave 'cause your presence still lingers here
and it won't leave me alone these wounds won't seem to heal
this pain is just too real there's just too much that time cannot erase
when you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears when you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
and I held your hand through all of these years but you still have me all of me
you used to captivate me by your resonating light
now I'm bound by the life you've left behind your face it hurts
my once pleasant dreams your voice it chased away all the sanity in me
I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone but though you're still with me I've been alone all along...
Evanescence
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Ginny was staring at her reflection at the mirror, but not really seeing
anything at all.
She was in a very large room, in the palace, that was filled with chattering
maids, cloth, jewelry, and one busy and harassed looking Narcissa.
The day had finally come.
It was Ginny's birthday, and she just couldn't wait for the upcoming party.
Though what she really couldn't wait for was to see her family.
'In the next week after your birthday!'-Voldemort had said, when she had asked
him when she would see them.
And now all that she wanted was for the day to fly by. And all the days
until she could see them.
She allowed herself a smile at that thought. She didn't smile often, and she
almost felt like she forgot how to do it.
Sarah, noticing her smile, gave a smile of her own.
'I'm glad to see that her Highness is smiling!'-she said while applying white
powder to Ginny's arm, making the skin glow even whiter. If Narcissa made
her skin any more paler she would look more like a vampire, instead of an
angel.
The maids around her were in an uproar. Her birthday was an occasion were
they could show off, and they were anxious to get in to their costumes.
Ginny had no idea of what they were dressing of. Narcissa, much to the
maid's dismay, decided that she would decide their costumes.
So, after what seemed like an eternity standing up, Narcissa stepped back
and sighed.
For the first time in the afternoon Ginny paid attention to the mirror.
She was wearing a of the shoulders long dress, with short sleeves, made of a
sparkly white fabric, she had never seen before. Her hair was up, and she
had little pearls in it.
But what she liked the most in her dress, was that there was a small rain of
bright sparkles coming from the end of the dress that stood just a few
inches above the ground.
Narcissa took something from a box, and Ginny could see in the mirror that
she was holding a pair of wings. She placed them in Ginny's back, and with a
swish of her wand they attached themselves to the dress.
The wings, just like the dress, had small sparkles coming from them, which
would float for a few seconds, and then disappear in to the air.
She had to admit, she liked the dress.
The maids exited the room, to get themselves dressed, leaving Ginny and
Narcissa, who was already dressed, alone.
She sat down, trying not to wrinkle the dress. Narcissa seemed very please
with her former student.
'I'm glad to see you smile!'-Narcissa said as she rang for a servant, and
asked for something fresh for the both of them.
Ginny frowned. Did she really smiled that little? If she did, it was most
certainly not her fault.
'I have something for you.'-Narcissa said with a more serious face.
Ginny looked at her with surprise.
'Aren't the gifts supposed to be given at the ball?'-she asked.
'Not this one! This isn't an official gift, its something just from me, and I
want to give it to you while were alone.'
Narcissa took a small box from somewhere in her dress, and handed it over to
Ginny.
Ginny opened the box to find a small silver ring, with a single emerald.
'Put it on!'-Narcissa said with anticipation.
Ginny placed the ring on her finger, along with her wedding ring, and
smiled. The ring went well with her wedding ring, even thought it looked
poor in comparison.
'This ring is passed down from mother to daughter. It's a family
heirloom.'-Narcissa said with pride.'-And since I don't have a daughter, I
decided to give it to you.'
'But, you can have a granddaughter! Wouldn't you prefer to give this to
someone from you family?'-Ginny asked.
'You are like a daughter to me Ginny! I want this to be yours! As for a
granddaughter, I know that there wont be one coming so soon.'-Narcissa
replied with a sad tone.
Ginny thanked her for the gift. She looked at Narcissa for a moment,
wondering why her voice sounded so sad. She was just about to ask her that,
when Draco walked in to the room.
He was wearing his Death Eater robes, and was holding his black mask.
He bowed at Ginny, with his usual evil smile, and kissed his mother on the
cheek.
'It's time to go. There is a car waiting outside.'-he said in a happy voice.
'Car? Why don't we go by floo powder?'-Ginny asked.
Draco seemed caught by surprise by her question, and pondered for the
answer.
'Because his Highness wants to make a grand entrance, and he can't do it
with ash on his costume.'-Narcissa responded with a practical tone.
'Shall we go?'-he asked while offering his arm to Ginny.
She took his arm, while Narcissa took his other arm, and they made their way
downstairs.
There was a true mob at the bottom of the stairs. Her husband was there, as
well as Lucius, her maids and some palace guards.
Voldemort looked mesmerized at her. And Ginny couldn't help thinking that he
was cute to.
He was wearing the pair version of her costume. He was totally dressed in
black, but in a simple fashion. He was wearing a shirt that aloud to see his
pale chest, and a black cloak. His wings were also black, and in fact they
seemed to be made of smoke. Ginny guessed that they were indeed made of
smoke, because they passed through the cloak. He had his hair in a pony tail,
and a black mask in his hand, smaller then Draco's.
When she reached the bottom of the stairs, she let go of Draco's arm to
accept her husbands.
He looked at her for a second and gave her a kiss on the lips.
'You look gorgeous! The angel costume really suits you!'-he said.
'But I can't wait to get you off of it!'-he whispered in her ear, and
chuckled as she blushed.
They walked through the great palace doors, and in to the palace entrance,
where several muggle limousines were waiting for them.
Lucius, Draco, and Narcissa got on to the first. A servant opened the door of
the second limousine and Ginny got in with her husband. Some of the maids,
she assumed, were going by floo powder, since there wasn't enough limousines
for everyone.
Voldemort sat beside her and pulled her to his arms; she rested her head on
his chest and listened to the sound of his breathing.
Finally a moment of calm after that busy afternoon.
She could almost fall asleep.
Outside the window, the scenery was passing to fast for her to understand
where they were. It was obvious that the cars were not normal muggle cars.
Muggle cars wouldn't go that fast without trembling all over. Muggle cars
wouldn't go that fast at all.
This car was as steady as if it was still.
'Ginny?'-he said in a soft voice.
'Hummm?'
'I've made arrangements for you to see your parents in two days.'
'Thank you!'-she said, kissing him.
'Just promise me you'll behave tonight.'-he said in a more demanding voice.
'But I always behave.'
'Still, promise me you'll behave no matter what! Promise me!'-his tone was
now harsh and Ginny felt that something was on his mind.
'I promise!'-she said. Not that she could misbehave anyway. There was more
at stake than just her live if she misbehaved.
'We arrived!'-he said back in his soft voice.
Someone opened the door, and Ginny could see the small palace that had been
constructed just for her birthday.
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Ginny was tired of being on her feet.
As soon as she walked in, with her arm holding her husbands, everyone in the
huge building started to clap.
Huge was in fact an understatement. The building, that didn't seem to big on
the outside, but could easily fit two Quidditch stadiums.
The building was circular, with large columns displayed along the circle,
which held a pure crystal ceiling.
She was standing in the circular room, but in fact she was anxious to get to
one of the smaller rooms. She had heard Narcissa say that there were small
gardens in those rooms, to allow the guests to rest for a while.
And rest was all she wanted.
After endless time on her feet listening to the 'Happy birthday your
Highness!', followed by a gift, all she wanted was to rest in one of those
rooms.
The music ended and she was finally rid of her dance partner, Death Eater from Voldemort's inner circle. She had danced with almost every
one of them. After opening the ball with her husband, he specific told her
not to dance with anyone but inner circle Death Eaters.
She had no choice but to obey.
When Draco came along and asked her to dance she saw an opportunity to take
out some of her frustration on him.
She had dancing lessons with him, before her wedding, and had taken the
opportunity to steep on his feet as much as she could.
Why not do the same again?
They began to dance, and Ginny "accidentally" stepped on his foot. To her
annoyance he didn't notice. She tried again, this time a little harder. He
still didn't notice.
In fact he didn't seem to notice her at all by the way he was looking at the
other people dancing, with narrow eyes.
When the music was over another Death Eater came to them and whispered in
Dracos ear. He bowed shortly to her, and left in a hurry.
Before she had a chance to try to escape, another Death Eater came to her,
and asked for a dance.
She took his arm and the music started again, and while they were dancing she
looked at the man in front of her.
Unlike the other Death Eaters, who seemed to pay more attention to the other
guests then her, this guy was staring right at her.
His dark mask hid the most of his eyes, but she could see that they were
young. He was taller then her but not much, and his hair was a untamed mass
of black curls. She didn't know this Death Eater. But in a way, she felt
that she did know him.
As if sensing her thoughts, he gave her a smile.
She blushed and looked at the other guests.
'How his your Highness feeling tonight?'-he asked in a familiar voice.
Who was he? She knew him somehow!
'A little tired.'-she answered feeling that "little" was an understatement.
Her feet were killing her.
'Maybe your highness would like to rest in one of the gardens. There is one
near the servant's doors that is usually empty.'-he said.
She merely remained silent. She knew this voice. She knew this man from
somewhere.
'Maybe you'll find more then rest there.'-he said as the music stooped
playing. He let go of her, but not her hand.
She held her gaze on his eyes. Where, oh Merlin, where had she seen those
eyes. So young and yet so tired.
He kissed the back of her hand, and she felt herself blush, and then he
disappeared in to the crowd.
Ginny looked around. She was no longer in the center of the ball room but
near the columns. She looked for a moment at the mass of masked people
dancing to the new music. There were a lot of women dressed as cats, and
devils, with black and red dresses. Narcissas rumors had worked. But there
was no sign of the mysterious Death Eater.
She took the chance of being unnoticed and made her way to the servant's
doors.
Just beside them was a small door that led in a one of the gardens. Ginny
sighed of relief to find it empty.
She really didn't want to deal with any of the guests right now.
She walked a while in the garden, appreciating its beauty, and soon found a
place to sit down.
There was a small fountain in the middle of the garden, and Ginny sat on the
ledge and watched as the small fishes changed color.
She touched the water and its surface made small waves.
As the water calm down, she saw that she was not alone in the garden.
A reflection of a man began to form in the water, as it calmed down.
She watched and saw the shape of a man dressed in black came in to focus.
It was the mysterious Death Eater.
She watched his reflection as he brought his hand to his mask, and she held
her breath as he slowly removed his mask.
It seemed like time had stooped. It was taking him much to long. And yet,
she wasn't sure she wanted him to remove the mask at all.
A pair of green eyes appeared from behind the mask and stared back at her.
She looked at the mans forehead and saw a lightning bolt scar. The man
wasn't smiling, nor did he said anything. He was simply looking at her.
She couldn't believe it! It couldn't be true!
Ginny slowly raised her head to look at the man behind her. Tears were
forming in her eyes.
'Harry?'
He simply nodded in reply.
She didn't know what to think.
Was this a dream? Or was Harry really in front of her? But he died! She was
so sure he had died. She had dreamed about his death for months after the
attack.
Was he real? Or was he a ghost that came to punish her for feeling happy for
the first time in two years?
Harry tried to grab her hand, but she backed away as if she was afraid
of him.
She wanted to run! To scream! To somehow make the vision disappear!
He grabbed her hand and she began to panic, trying to get away from him in
anyway she could.
'Calm down Ginny! Please calm down!'-he said as he sat down beside her and
tried to hold her against him.
'No! You are not real! You died! You are not real!'- she tried to scream,
but it seemed that she didn't have the voice to do it.
'I saw your cloak! I saw the blood in it!'-she said with a little more calm.
Harry held her for a moment, with all the strength he could without hurting
her.
'I didn't die Ginny. I got away. Snape helped me right after you were gone.'
Tears were coming down Ginny's face. He was real! You couldn't hug a ghost.
She looked at Harry and felt a new feeling inside her.
Anger.
She began to hit his chest with her fist and crying even more.
'Why? Why didn't you tell me that you were alive? I have been mourning for
you all this time!'-she cried out between sobs, and hitting him with all her
strength.
He merely grabbed her thin writs to prevent her from hitting him. But he
didn't answer. She calm down again and looked in to his deep green eyes.
They looked so old.
Why, she mused, didn't he ever let her know? And why was he here now?
'Why are you here?'-she asked him in a whisper.
'I came to take you with me!'
'What?'-she asked in disbelief.
'I came to get you. To get you away from here!'
She immediately got loose from his embrace, got up and backed away from him,
looking puzzled.
'Take me away from here?!'-she repeated as if she didn't belief what he was
saying.
'No!'-she almost shouted. 'I don't want to go away!'
It was Harry turn to puzzled look.
'Go away Harry!'-she commanded.
'Go away or I'll call the guards!'
'Ginny, what.?' he said in disbelieve
'GO AWAY!'-she screamed.
Harry face hardened. He got up and walked in her direction.
'I'm not going without you!'-he said with harshness.
Ginny began to feel panic again. He couldn't! He simply couldn't take her
away!
Before he could grab her again, she turned away and ran to the exit of the
garden.
'Ginny wait!'-she could hear him shouting behind her. 'There's a reason why
he chose you!'
She didn't care. She really didn't care.
All that she cared about right now was not to cry. She couldn't be seen
crying or Voldemort would know something was wrong.
As soon as she was out of the garden a hand grabbed her shoulder.
'Were have you been?'-she heard her husbands voice ask.
Trying the best that she could to calm down and look relaxed, she turned
around and smiled at him.
'Resting. My feet were killing me.'-she simply answered.
'Well, the nights almost over and I only had one dance with my lovely
wife.'-he said as he took her to the dance floor.
She held to her husband as if he was the only thing keeping her from
drowning. As the music began, and they began dancing, she noticed that Harry
was watching them. Even with his mask on, she recognized his eyes.
And his eyes were watching them with fury.
If he knew... If he knew how much she really wanted to go with him.
But she couldn't. There was more that just her life at stake. There were her
family lives as well.
She remembered that Narcissa had warned her that he would visit her, and
that he was expecting more that just a frighten little girl in bed.
And then she had told Narcissa that she would rather die, that let Voldemort
touch her. That she would kill herself before he even got a chance to do it.
Narcissa had been most choked.
And she remembered the furious look on Voldemorts face when he came to see
her for the first time in two months.
He dragged her in to a large room and called for Lucius. When Lucius came in
he was dragging something with him. Upon a better look she saw that it was
Bill.
He was beaten and week, but still manage to smile when he saw his sister.
Ginny remembered that Lucius put him under the Cruciatus curse, and that
Voldemort made her watch.
Ginny had watch Bill twist and turn in pain. When he couldn't hold anymore
and started to scream, she had shout at Lucius to stop.
But he didn't stop. He kept on and on, until Voldemort told him to stop.
'I am tired of your insubordination.'-he said as he shove her in to Lucius
arms.
Lucius held her by her arms, with her back on his chest, so that she had a
clear view of Bill.
Voldemort grabbed him by his long hair and made him look at Ginny.
She could see that there was blood coming from his mouth, his eyes were
black, and that there was a long cut along his face.
'This is just a sample of what will happen to your family if you keep being
defiant.'-he said as he let go of Bill face and kicked him the stomach.
He came closer to her and held her by the chin.
'I can bring them all, one by one, and kill them in front of you. Is that
what you want?'
'No.'-she said in a whisper.
'I didn't hear you!'
'No!'-she said a little louder.
He got even closer to her, so that she was pinned between him and Lucius. He
was still holding her chin, and it was beginning to hurt.
'As I said before, there is nothing left for you but me. Either you accept
that, or you can watch you whole family die.'-he said.
Them he got his face even closer to her, so that she was forced to look at
his scarlet eyes.
'Who do you belong to now?'-he asked her in a deep voice.
Her eyes drifted to the shaking form behind him.
'Who do you belong to?'-he asked again, in a more demanding voice.
'To you.'
He smiled as he let go of her chin and looked at Lucius.
'Put him with the others.'
Lucius let go of her, and pointed his wand at Bill. He lifted him and took
him out of the room, without giving Ginny a chance of talking to him.
Voldemort grabbed her hand and took her to the bed, were he forced her to
lie down.
She forced herself to be calm, as he took of his clothes, and began to take
hers.
And them, without any romance, without any love, without any of the things
that she had dreamed of for her first night, he took her.
All she remembered from those moments was pain.
A pain in her heart as well as a pain in her body.
A voice from the real world woke her from her thoughts.
'Is everything all right?'-she heard her husband ask.
'Yes.'-she lied-'I'm just tired.'
'Well the night is almost over. After the fireworks were going back to the
castle.'
She looked around while they were dancing. Harry was still watching them.
She used all of the strength she had left to prevent herself from crying.
The man that she loved was watching them with hate, as she was dancing with
the man that she hated as if she loved him.
Life was cruel.
Her family. She had to keep her mind focused on her family.
They were all that mattered new.
As the dance was over, and the mob started to move to the veranda, she lost
sight of Harry.
And as the fireworks started, and everyone's attention was on the sky, a
single tear went down her cheek.
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Chapter 5- Happy birthday you highness!
My Immortal
I'm so tired of being here
suppressed by all my childish fears and if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave 'cause your presence still lingers here
and it won't leave me alone these wounds won't seem to heal
this pain is just too real there's just too much that time cannot erase
when you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears when you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
and I held your hand through all of these years but you still have me all of me
you used to captivate me by your resonating light
now I'm bound by the life you've left behind your face it hurts
my once pleasant dreams your voice it chased away all the sanity in me
I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone but though you're still with me I've been alone all along...
Evanescence
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Ginny was staring at her reflection at the mirror, but not really seeing
anything at all.
She was in a very large room, in the palace, that was filled with chattering
maids, cloth, jewelry, and one busy and harassed looking Narcissa.
The day had finally come.
It was Ginny's birthday, and she just couldn't wait for the upcoming party.
Though what she really couldn't wait for was to see her family.
'In the next week after your birthday!'-Voldemort had said, when she had asked
him when she would see them.
And now all that she wanted was for the day to fly by. And all the days
until she could see them.
She allowed herself a smile at that thought. She didn't smile often, and she
almost felt like she forgot how to do it.
Sarah, noticing her smile, gave a smile of her own.
'I'm glad to see that her Highness is smiling!'-she said while applying white
powder to Ginny's arm, making the skin glow even whiter. If Narcissa made
her skin any more paler she would look more like a vampire, instead of an
angel.
The maids around her were in an uproar. Her birthday was an occasion were
they could show off, and they were anxious to get in to their costumes.
Ginny had no idea of what they were dressing of. Narcissa, much to the
maid's dismay, decided that she would decide their costumes.
So, after what seemed like an eternity standing up, Narcissa stepped back
and sighed.
For the first time in the afternoon Ginny paid attention to the mirror.
She was wearing a of the shoulders long dress, with short sleeves, made of a
sparkly white fabric, she had never seen before. Her hair was up, and she
had little pearls in it.
But what she liked the most in her dress, was that there was a small rain of
bright sparkles coming from the end of the dress that stood just a few
inches above the ground.
Narcissa took something from a box, and Ginny could see in the mirror that
she was holding a pair of wings. She placed them in Ginny's back, and with a
swish of her wand they attached themselves to the dress.
The wings, just like the dress, had small sparkles coming from them, which
would float for a few seconds, and then disappear in to the air.
She had to admit, she liked the dress.
The maids exited the room, to get themselves dressed, leaving Ginny and
Narcissa, who was already dressed, alone.
She sat down, trying not to wrinkle the dress. Narcissa seemed very please
with her former student.
'I'm glad to see you smile!'-Narcissa said as she rang for a servant, and
asked for something fresh for the both of them.
Ginny frowned. Did she really smiled that little? If she did, it was most
certainly not her fault.
'I have something for you.'-Narcissa said with a more serious face.
Ginny looked at her with surprise.
'Aren't the gifts supposed to be given at the ball?'-she asked.
'Not this one! This isn't an official gift, its something just from me, and I
want to give it to you while were alone.'
Narcissa took a small box from somewhere in her dress, and handed it over to
Ginny.
Ginny opened the box to find a small silver ring, with a single emerald.
'Put it on!'-Narcissa said with anticipation.
Ginny placed the ring on her finger, along with her wedding ring, and
smiled. The ring went well with her wedding ring, even thought it looked
poor in comparison.
'This ring is passed down from mother to daughter. It's a family
heirloom.'-Narcissa said with pride.'-And since I don't have a daughter, I
decided to give it to you.'
'But, you can have a granddaughter! Wouldn't you prefer to give this to
someone from you family?'-Ginny asked.
'You are like a daughter to me Ginny! I want this to be yours! As for a
granddaughter, I know that there wont be one coming so soon.'-Narcissa
replied with a sad tone.
Ginny thanked her for the gift. She looked at Narcissa for a moment,
wondering why her voice sounded so sad. She was just about to ask her that,
when Draco walked in to the room.
He was wearing his Death Eater robes, and was holding his black mask.
He bowed at Ginny, with his usual evil smile, and kissed his mother on the
cheek.
'It's time to go. There is a car waiting outside.'-he said in a happy voice.
'Car? Why don't we go by floo powder?'-Ginny asked.
Draco seemed caught by surprise by her question, and pondered for the
answer.
'Because his Highness wants to make a grand entrance, and he can't do it
with ash on his costume.'-Narcissa responded with a practical tone.
'Shall we go?'-he asked while offering his arm to Ginny.
She took his arm, while Narcissa took his other arm, and they made their way
downstairs.
There was a true mob at the bottom of the stairs. Her husband was there, as
well as Lucius, her maids and some palace guards.
Voldemort looked mesmerized at her. And Ginny couldn't help thinking that he
was cute to.
He was wearing the pair version of her costume. He was totally dressed in
black, but in a simple fashion. He was wearing a shirt that aloud to see his
pale chest, and a black cloak. His wings were also black, and in fact they
seemed to be made of smoke. Ginny guessed that they were indeed made of
smoke, because they passed through the cloak. He had his hair in a pony tail,
and a black mask in his hand, smaller then Draco's.
When she reached the bottom of the stairs, she let go of Draco's arm to
accept her husbands.
He looked at her for a second and gave her a kiss on the lips.
'You look gorgeous! The angel costume really suits you!'-he said.
'But I can't wait to get you off of it!'-he whispered in her ear, and
chuckled as she blushed.
They walked through the great palace doors, and in to the palace entrance,
where several muggle limousines were waiting for them.
Lucius, Draco, and Narcissa got on to the first. A servant opened the door of
the second limousine and Ginny got in with her husband. Some of the maids,
she assumed, were going by floo powder, since there wasn't enough limousines
for everyone.
Voldemort sat beside her and pulled her to his arms; she rested her head on
his chest and listened to the sound of his breathing.
Finally a moment of calm after that busy afternoon.
She could almost fall asleep.
Outside the window, the scenery was passing to fast for her to understand
where they were. It was obvious that the cars were not normal muggle cars.
Muggle cars wouldn't go that fast without trembling all over. Muggle cars
wouldn't go that fast at all.
This car was as steady as if it was still.
'Ginny?'-he said in a soft voice.
'Hummm?'
'I've made arrangements for you to see your parents in two days.'
'Thank you!'-she said, kissing him.
'Just promise me you'll behave tonight.'-he said in a more demanding voice.
'But I always behave.'
'Still, promise me you'll behave no matter what! Promise me!'-his tone was
now harsh and Ginny felt that something was on his mind.
'I promise!'-she said. Not that she could misbehave anyway. There was more
at stake than just her live if she misbehaved.
'We arrived!'-he said back in his soft voice.
Someone opened the door, and Ginny could see the small palace that had been
constructed just for her birthday.
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Ginny was tired of being on her feet.
As soon as she walked in, with her arm holding her husbands, everyone in the
huge building started to clap.
Huge was in fact an understatement. The building, that didn't seem to big on
the outside, but could easily fit two Quidditch stadiums.
The building was circular, with large columns displayed along the circle,
which held a pure crystal ceiling.
She was standing in the circular room, but in fact she was anxious to get to
one of the smaller rooms. She had heard Narcissa say that there were small
gardens in those rooms, to allow the guests to rest for a while.
And rest was all she wanted.
After endless time on her feet listening to the 'Happy birthday your
Highness!', followed by a gift, all she wanted was to rest in one of those
rooms.
The music ended and she was finally rid of her dance partner, Death Eater from Voldemort's inner circle. She had danced with almost every
one of them. After opening the ball with her husband, he specific told her
not to dance with anyone but inner circle Death Eaters.
She had no choice but to obey.
When Draco came along and asked her to dance she saw an opportunity to take
out some of her frustration on him.
She had dancing lessons with him, before her wedding, and had taken the
opportunity to steep on his feet as much as she could.
Why not do the same again?
They began to dance, and Ginny "accidentally" stepped on his foot. To her
annoyance he didn't notice. She tried again, this time a little harder. He
still didn't notice.
In fact he didn't seem to notice her at all by the way he was looking at the
other people dancing, with narrow eyes.
When the music was over another Death Eater came to them and whispered in
Dracos ear. He bowed shortly to her, and left in a hurry.
Before she had a chance to try to escape, another Death Eater came to her,
and asked for a dance.
She took his arm and the music started again, and while they were dancing she
looked at the man in front of her.
Unlike the other Death Eaters, who seemed to pay more attention to the other
guests then her, this guy was staring right at her.
His dark mask hid the most of his eyes, but she could see that they were
young. He was taller then her but not much, and his hair was a untamed mass
of black curls. She didn't know this Death Eater. But in a way, she felt
that she did know him.
As if sensing her thoughts, he gave her a smile.
She blushed and looked at the other guests.
'How his your Highness feeling tonight?'-he asked in a familiar voice.
Who was he? She knew him somehow!
'A little tired.'-she answered feeling that "little" was an understatement.
Her feet were killing her.
'Maybe your highness would like to rest in one of the gardens. There is one
near the servant's doors that is usually empty.'-he said.
She merely remained silent. She knew this voice. She knew this man from
somewhere.
'Maybe you'll find more then rest there.'-he said as the music stooped
playing. He let go of her, but not her hand.
She held her gaze on his eyes. Where, oh Merlin, where had she seen those
eyes. So young and yet so tired.
He kissed the back of her hand, and she felt herself blush, and then he
disappeared in to the crowd.
Ginny looked around. She was no longer in the center of the ball room but
near the columns. She looked for a moment at the mass of masked people
dancing to the new music. There were a lot of women dressed as cats, and
devils, with black and red dresses. Narcissas rumors had worked. But there
was no sign of the mysterious Death Eater.
She took the chance of being unnoticed and made her way to the servant's
doors.
Just beside them was a small door that led in a one of the gardens. Ginny
sighed of relief to find it empty.
She really didn't want to deal with any of the guests right now.
She walked a while in the garden, appreciating its beauty, and soon found a
place to sit down.
There was a small fountain in the middle of the garden, and Ginny sat on the
ledge and watched as the small fishes changed color.
She touched the water and its surface made small waves.
As the water calm down, she saw that she was not alone in the garden.
A reflection of a man began to form in the water, as it calmed down.
She watched and saw the shape of a man dressed in black came in to focus.
It was the mysterious Death Eater.
She watched his reflection as he brought his hand to his mask, and she held
her breath as he slowly removed his mask.
It seemed like time had stooped. It was taking him much to long. And yet,
she wasn't sure she wanted him to remove the mask at all.
A pair of green eyes appeared from behind the mask and stared back at her.
She looked at the mans forehead and saw a lightning bolt scar. The man
wasn't smiling, nor did he said anything. He was simply looking at her.
She couldn't believe it! It couldn't be true!
Ginny slowly raised her head to look at the man behind her. Tears were
forming in her eyes.
'Harry?'
He simply nodded in reply.
She didn't know what to think.
Was this a dream? Or was Harry really in front of her? But he died! She was
so sure he had died. She had dreamed about his death for months after the
attack.
Was he real? Or was he a ghost that came to punish her for feeling happy for
the first time in two years?
Harry tried to grab her hand, but she backed away as if she was afraid
of him.
She wanted to run! To scream! To somehow make the vision disappear!
He grabbed her hand and she began to panic, trying to get away from him in
anyway she could.
'Calm down Ginny! Please calm down!'-he said as he sat down beside her and
tried to hold her against him.
'No! You are not real! You died! You are not real!'- she tried to scream,
but it seemed that she didn't have the voice to do it.
'I saw your cloak! I saw the blood in it!'-she said with a little more calm.
Harry held her for a moment, with all the strength he could without hurting
her.
'I didn't die Ginny. I got away. Snape helped me right after you were gone.'
Tears were coming down Ginny's face. He was real! You couldn't hug a ghost.
She looked at Harry and felt a new feeling inside her.
Anger.
She began to hit his chest with her fist and crying even more.
'Why? Why didn't you tell me that you were alive? I have been mourning for
you all this time!'-she cried out between sobs, and hitting him with all her
strength.
He merely grabbed her thin writs to prevent her from hitting him. But he
didn't answer. She calm down again and looked in to his deep green eyes.
They looked so old.
Why, she mused, didn't he ever let her know? And why was he here now?
'Why are you here?'-she asked him in a whisper.
'I came to take you with me!'
'What?'-she asked in disbelief.
'I came to get you. To get you away from here!'
She immediately got loose from his embrace, got up and backed away from him,
looking puzzled.
'Take me away from here?!'-she repeated as if she didn't belief what he was
saying.
'No!'-she almost shouted. 'I don't want to go away!'
It was Harry turn to puzzled look.
'Go away Harry!'-she commanded.
'Go away or I'll call the guards!'
'Ginny, what.?' he said in disbelieve
'GO AWAY!'-she screamed.
Harry face hardened. He got up and walked in her direction.
'I'm not going without you!'-he said with harshness.
Ginny began to feel panic again. He couldn't! He simply couldn't take her
away!
Before he could grab her again, she turned away and ran to the exit of the
garden.
'Ginny wait!'-she could hear him shouting behind her. 'There's a reason why
he chose you!'
She didn't care. She really didn't care.
All that she cared about right now was not to cry. She couldn't be seen
crying or Voldemort would know something was wrong.
As soon as she was out of the garden a hand grabbed her shoulder.
'Were have you been?'-she heard her husbands voice ask.
Trying the best that she could to calm down and look relaxed, she turned
around and smiled at him.
'Resting. My feet were killing me.'-she simply answered.
'Well, the nights almost over and I only had one dance with my lovely
wife.'-he said as he took her to the dance floor.
She held to her husband as if he was the only thing keeping her from
drowning. As the music began, and they began dancing, she noticed that Harry
was watching them. Even with his mask on, she recognized his eyes.
And his eyes were watching them with fury.
If he knew... If he knew how much she really wanted to go with him.
But she couldn't. There was more that just her life at stake. There were her
family lives as well.
She remembered that Narcissa had warned her that he would visit her, and
that he was expecting more that just a frighten little girl in bed.
And then she had told Narcissa that she would rather die, that let Voldemort
touch her. That she would kill herself before he even got a chance to do it.
Narcissa had been most choked.
And she remembered the furious look on Voldemorts face when he came to see
her for the first time in two months.
He dragged her in to a large room and called for Lucius. When Lucius came in
he was dragging something with him. Upon a better look she saw that it was
Bill.
He was beaten and week, but still manage to smile when he saw his sister.
Ginny remembered that Lucius put him under the Cruciatus curse, and that
Voldemort made her watch.
Ginny had watch Bill twist and turn in pain. When he couldn't hold anymore
and started to scream, she had shout at Lucius to stop.
But he didn't stop. He kept on and on, until Voldemort told him to stop.
'I am tired of your insubordination.'-he said as he shove her in to Lucius
arms.
Lucius held her by her arms, with her back on his chest, so that she had a
clear view of Bill.
Voldemort grabbed him by his long hair and made him look at Ginny.
She could see that there was blood coming from his mouth, his eyes were
black, and that there was a long cut along his face.
'This is just a sample of what will happen to your family if you keep being
defiant.'-he said as he let go of Bill face and kicked him the stomach.
He came closer to her and held her by the chin.
'I can bring them all, one by one, and kill them in front of you. Is that
what you want?'
'No.'-she said in a whisper.
'I didn't hear you!'
'No!'-she said a little louder.
He got even closer to her, so that she was pinned between him and Lucius. He
was still holding her chin, and it was beginning to hurt.
'As I said before, there is nothing left for you but me. Either you accept
that, or you can watch you whole family die.'-he said.
Them he got his face even closer to her, so that she was forced to look at
his scarlet eyes.
'Who do you belong to now?'-he asked her in a deep voice.
Her eyes drifted to the shaking form behind him.
'Who do you belong to?'-he asked again, in a more demanding voice.
'To you.'
He smiled as he let go of her chin and looked at Lucius.
'Put him with the others.'
Lucius let go of her, and pointed his wand at Bill. He lifted him and took
him out of the room, without giving Ginny a chance of talking to him.
Voldemort grabbed her hand and took her to the bed, were he forced her to
lie down.
She forced herself to be calm, as he took of his clothes, and began to take
hers.
And them, without any romance, without any love, without any of the things
that she had dreamed of for her first night, he took her.
All she remembered from those moments was pain.
A pain in her heart as well as a pain in her body.
A voice from the real world woke her from her thoughts.
'Is everything all right?'-she heard her husband ask.
'Yes.'-she lied-'I'm just tired.'
'Well the night is almost over. After the fireworks were going back to the
castle.'
She looked around while they were dancing. Harry was still watching them.
She used all of the strength she had left to prevent herself from crying.
The man that she loved was watching them with hate, as she was dancing with
the man that she hated as if she loved him.
Life was cruel.
Her family. She had to keep her mind focused on her family.
They were all that mattered new.
As the dance was over, and the mob started to move to the veranda, she lost
sight of Harry.
And as the fireworks started, and everyone's attention was on the sky, a
single tear went down her cheek.
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