ROTC Chapter 8- The rebellion.
Ginny was trying her best to keep her head above water. That was proving difficult due to the fact that the water was running so fast and that one of her hands was being held
by Snape.
He pulled her towards him and helped her swim. She had no idea of where she was now, because she couldn't see a thing. They were in some sort of cave, and Ginny' s panic was rising. Caves usually ended up in underground water falls. What if there was no way out, they would drown. Well, not Snape since he could apparate himself out of there, but what about her?
She couldn't apparate. The sound of rushing water was deafining.
Suddenly she felt herself being thrown in to the air. It was a water fall, and for a moment she thought that she was going to die. But she had hardly started to scream when she landed in the water again.
The water was slower now, and Snape pulled her towards a rock.
'Are you all right?'-he asked.
'Do I look all right!?'-she screamed at the top of her lungs. How she looked like he wouldn't be able to tell since they were still engulfed in darkness.
He took out his wand from his robes and pronounced a spell.
'Lumos.'
Suddenly the cave was lit, and she realised they were still in the tomb. The walls were not those of a cave, but they were painted with the same strange hieroglyphs as above. She did notice however that these paintings had things that you usually didn't see on normal tombs.
The people on the paintings where holding something that looked like a wand, and they were casting spells. She had never seen anything like that before.
Even on the tombs she had visited with her family the paintings were equal to those where muggles were buried. This chamber however had paintings of people doing magic and of magical animals.
Snape got out of the water and on to a dry spot of land.
'Well, good thing that the wards of this place are broken or I hate to think what would have happened to us when we passed that water fall.'
'Well maybe you should have thought of that before you pushed me in to the water!'-Ginny said while taking the mop of soaked hair out of her face.
'Well it would have been a lot worse for us if we had been caught by the Dark Lord.'
'True…'-she conceded. She hated to think what would have happened if they were indeed caught, and then she shivered as she remembered that McGonagall was caught.
'Well, we better find a way out of here. I don't feel like waking up any mummies.'-said Snape, and with a flick of his wand he lighted all the old torches that were along the walls.
Ginny could really see the place where they were now. What she thought was a cave was actually an elaborate tomb, or maybe an extent of the previous tomb. The ceiling was low, and the water that passed in the middle disappeared once again in to the earth.
'Old wizard tombs had secret passage ways from where either the treasure or the magical artefacts would enter. They wouldn't trust that job too muggles so they would make entrances from where only a wizard could find it.'-Snape mentioned while he was searching the walls with his wand.
Ginny looked at the water. It didn't seem too deep now that there was light. It went all the way to the other end of the tomb, and once again disappeared in to the earth. But Ginny could see something shining beneath the water.
'Aha! I think I got it!'
Ginny turned around and saw Snape with both hands on the wall, as if looking for switch. Then he tapped with his wand on the picture of a witch holding a piece of parchment, and the water flow began to lessen.
Soon there was no water at all, and Ginny saw ,that what she was sure was an object shining on the water, was in fact sunlight, that probably came from outside.
There were steps that went in to the light, and there were also steps that went down in to the water bed.
Snape went down the steps and then out of the tomb, to make sure that there was no one outside. A few minutes later he came back to get Ginny. Went she got out in to the sun, she felt her heart jumping. Harry was there, holding what looked like a very old and shabby rug.
'Come on we don't have much time.'-he said while avoiding Ginny' s eyes.
He extended the carpet on the ground, and stepped in to it. Snape asked Ginny to sit on it, and then he did the same.
Ginny had heard of flying carpets before, but she had never seen one. They had been forbidden while she was at school, due to the International law of secrecy. But now with Voldemort in rule, and with muggles fully aware of wizards, there was no need for such a ban, and flying carpets were now common.
The carpet took off gently from the ground. It was the first time Ginny had flown since the last Gryffindor/ Hufflepuff Quidditch game, when she was still in school. Voldemort never allowed her a broom, probably with fear of her running away.
The wind that passed threw her hair calmed her down. She noticed that Harry had not said a word to her yet. He was talking to Snape in a low voice, as not to be overheard by her.
Snape looked at her with an anxious look.
'We are going to have to hide until the night fall. The Death Eaters are searching high and low for you. We must find some place safe.'
Ginny nodded with her head. She really didn't feel like talking, since Harry was doing his best to ignore that she was there.
Why was he doing this? Why wasn't he talking to her? Was he still angry with what had happened at the ball? It wasn't her fault and he probably knew it. Well if he was going to be stubborn, she wasn't going to talk to him either.
They were flying very low, over the Nile's blue waters. After half an hour they landed. Then they walked with the utmost care to a small village. Harry went ahead of them, to make sure there were no Death Eaters there.
Moments later Snape took out a small mirror around his neck and talked to it. Ginny knew that mirror.
She and Harry had often used it to talk to each other while on Hogwarts and while on vacation. She heard Harry's voice from the other side, she knew that he was using a mirror just like Snape's, and he told them that they were clear to go ahead.
When they got to the village Ginny noticed that there were no people there. It was a ghost town.
With Voldemort's rise to power, and his politic of killing muggles, She guessed that most villages like these were deserted simply because there were no more people to live in them.
Snape pushed her in to a small cottage, and told her that whatever happened she was not to leave it. The cottage was filled with old furniture, and it was very messy, as if its occupants had left in a hurry, which they probably did.
She sat down against the wall near the window, and waited….
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This was impossible. This could not be happening! There was no trace whatsoever of Ginny, anywhere in the tomb, and the old women refused to say anything.
Voldemort was back at the palace, surrounded by his most faithful death eaters, in a private study. They had several maps lying on a table. Some were magical and some were not.
They had tried all sorts of magic to trace her down, but nothing was working. It seemed that his former Death Eater knew the tracking spells he had long ago put on Ginny. It was only more evidence of a spy among his ranks. And when he did find that spy he would inflict upon him the most terrible of pain.
He was so sure… So sure that she would be safe now. Just when he had found the perfect way of truly making her his, she had slipped threw his fingers. But he would get her back. And when he did, she would be his in a way that would make Potter miserable. She would love him, and forget about that brat forever. He would no longer need her family, nor would he need to hide the truth from her.
He looked at a globe that lay on another table. Miniature stars were moving inside it, around a small solar system. He had 21 days to find her. 21 days before the potion ran out.
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Ginny watched the sun setting over the Nile from the window. She felt totally alone inside that cottage. As if the world had forgotten about her. She had only seen Snape one more time since he pushed her in, when he brought her some water. He had told her that soon they would be leaving. And when the sun had finally set Snape came in to the house and told her it was time to go.
They got once more on the flying carpet. With Harry wheeling it with his wand, Snape sat beside Ginny.
Soon the carpet was flying at an amazing speed. She only had her thin cotton dress on, and the wind was cutting her skin. Snape took off his cotton cloak and gave it to her. It was by no means warm, but at least it provided some shelter from the wind.
The journey took almost all of the night. When they were out of Egypt she heard Snape give an audible sign of relief. They flew over the Mediterranean, but in witch direction Ginny couldn't tell. All that she saw was sea, with the starts above and the moon reflecting on the water. The wind didn't allow her to fall asleep.
The sun had not yet broken the horizon when she saw the first sign of land. She was coming upon a coast. Snape told her they were reaching Gibraltar, and that soon, they would land. But soon took a wile, since instead of flying over the land, Harry chose to follow the shore line. Only when they were over the Atlantic he made a turn. And then they travelled over the land.
Ginny saw the landscape change dramatically. From the shore line and lush vegetation that followed they suddenly went to an almost deserted land, with only a few trees at every couple of miles, and wheat fields that completely covered the small hills.
Flying even lower, Harry directed the carpet to fly over what looked like an old muggle road.
And then when the sun was finally breaking the horizon, Ginny saw the lights of a city.
When they reached the outer city, the part where usually muggles were allowed to live, they landed on a dark and filthy street and dismounted from the carpet. Harry rolled it up, and shrank it to the size of a parchment. Snape pulled the hood of the cloak Ginny was wearing up, and told her to hide her face.
Then, as if they knew there way around and always with a cautious look around the corner, they guided her to an old abandoned house. Snape walked to an old and dirty fire place and took what looked like floo powder from his pocket.
He threw some on the fire place and turned to Ginny.
'We can use floo without being detected in this city. It is one of the few that allows muggles to travel this way.'
'What city is this'-she asked.
'Lisbon.'-said Harry. It was the first time he directed a word to her, and now he was looking at her in a funny way. As if he wanted to say something.
'Just step into the fire and say Rato.'-said Snape.
'All right.'-she said in an uneasy tone. She didn't think that travelling by floo was very safe.
Harry stepped before her, and said Rato loud and clear.
Ginny saw him disappear in a rush of green flames. The she heard him give the ok to Snape through the mirror.
'Your turn.'-Snape said and motioned her to go forward.
She went through the fireplace and when she came out on the other side she was surpised to find they were in another empty house.
Snape came after her, and took her by the arm. They stepped out in to an already busy street. The first rays of light were shining hard, and there were people all around her, to busy to notice what they were doing. There were some street vendors, selling fruit and other things, and people walking around with bags, busy in their shopping.
Snape led her through the market, in to a very old and big stone building.
'This city is a chaos. Its one of the few that allows muggles to walk around freely, due to its ruler, Pettigrew. We have a little arrangement with him.'-said Harry. He seemed to be on speaking terms again, as if the cold night air had done him some good.
They entered the building and she noticed it was completely deserted. It looked like an old church from the outside, but once inside she noticed it was nothing of the sort.
It had four columns sporting the ceiling, and they disappeared in to a pool of water. The building was in fact an old reservoir.
Snape tapped with his wand on an metal seal, and it started to spin. Harry led her to the other side of the pool, where there were stairs going up in to the ceiling, and down in to the water. She looked down. They didn't expect her to swim again, did they?
The water level went down with an amazing speed. Soon the pool was empty and when they went down the steps, Harry opened a very old and rusty metal door.
Ginny could see that the path beyond the door was completely dry, and that there were torches lighting the way.
'Ginny,?-said Snape motioning her to go in,-'welcome to the rebellion.'
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Well I know that this chapter took forever, but I've been overloaded with work, plus my beta reader had gone missing for a few days.
Anyway, I would like to thank all of those who review. I love you guys!!!!
And thank you to my poor beta reader Phoenix, who had to correct this with a dictionary, because her spell cheker didint work.
Keep reviewing, you know that I love to read your reviews as mutch as you like to read my fic.
Ginny was trying her best to keep her head above water. That was proving difficult due to the fact that the water was running so fast and that one of her hands was being held
by Snape.
He pulled her towards him and helped her swim. She had no idea of where she was now, because she couldn't see a thing. They were in some sort of cave, and Ginny' s panic was rising. Caves usually ended up in underground water falls. What if there was no way out, they would drown. Well, not Snape since he could apparate himself out of there, but what about her?
She couldn't apparate. The sound of rushing water was deafining.
Suddenly she felt herself being thrown in to the air. It was a water fall, and for a moment she thought that she was going to die. But she had hardly started to scream when she landed in the water again.
The water was slower now, and Snape pulled her towards a rock.
'Are you all right?'-he asked.
'Do I look all right!?'-she screamed at the top of her lungs. How she looked like he wouldn't be able to tell since they were still engulfed in darkness.
He took out his wand from his robes and pronounced a spell.
'Lumos.'
Suddenly the cave was lit, and she realised they were still in the tomb. The walls were not those of a cave, but they were painted with the same strange hieroglyphs as above. She did notice however that these paintings had things that you usually didn't see on normal tombs.
The people on the paintings where holding something that looked like a wand, and they were casting spells. She had never seen anything like that before.
Even on the tombs she had visited with her family the paintings were equal to those where muggles were buried. This chamber however had paintings of people doing magic and of magical animals.
Snape got out of the water and on to a dry spot of land.
'Well, good thing that the wards of this place are broken or I hate to think what would have happened to us when we passed that water fall.'
'Well maybe you should have thought of that before you pushed me in to the water!'-Ginny said while taking the mop of soaked hair out of her face.
'Well it would have been a lot worse for us if we had been caught by the Dark Lord.'
'True…'-she conceded. She hated to think what would have happened if they were indeed caught, and then she shivered as she remembered that McGonagall was caught.
'Well, we better find a way out of here. I don't feel like waking up any mummies.'-said Snape, and with a flick of his wand he lighted all the old torches that were along the walls.
Ginny could really see the place where they were now. What she thought was a cave was actually an elaborate tomb, or maybe an extent of the previous tomb. The ceiling was low, and the water that passed in the middle disappeared once again in to the earth.
'Old wizard tombs had secret passage ways from where either the treasure or the magical artefacts would enter. They wouldn't trust that job too muggles so they would make entrances from where only a wizard could find it.'-Snape mentioned while he was searching the walls with his wand.
Ginny looked at the water. It didn't seem too deep now that there was light. It went all the way to the other end of the tomb, and once again disappeared in to the earth. But Ginny could see something shining beneath the water.
'Aha! I think I got it!'
Ginny turned around and saw Snape with both hands on the wall, as if looking for switch. Then he tapped with his wand on the picture of a witch holding a piece of parchment, and the water flow began to lessen.
Soon there was no water at all, and Ginny saw ,that what she was sure was an object shining on the water, was in fact sunlight, that probably came from outside.
There were steps that went in to the light, and there were also steps that went down in to the water bed.
Snape went down the steps and then out of the tomb, to make sure that there was no one outside. A few minutes later he came back to get Ginny. Went she got out in to the sun, she felt her heart jumping. Harry was there, holding what looked like a very old and shabby rug.
'Come on we don't have much time.'-he said while avoiding Ginny' s eyes.
He extended the carpet on the ground, and stepped in to it. Snape asked Ginny to sit on it, and then he did the same.
Ginny had heard of flying carpets before, but she had never seen one. They had been forbidden while she was at school, due to the International law of secrecy. But now with Voldemort in rule, and with muggles fully aware of wizards, there was no need for such a ban, and flying carpets were now common.
The carpet took off gently from the ground. It was the first time Ginny had flown since the last Gryffindor/ Hufflepuff Quidditch game, when she was still in school. Voldemort never allowed her a broom, probably with fear of her running away.
The wind that passed threw her hair calmed her down. She noticed that Harry had not said a word to her yet. He was talking to Snape in a low voice, as not to be overheard by her.
Snape looked at her with an anxious look.
'We are going to have to hide until the night fall. The Death Eaters are searching high and low for you. We must find some place safe.'
Ginny nodded with her head. She really didn't feel like talking, since Harry was doing his best to ignore that she was there.
Why was he doing this? Why wasn't he talking to her? Was he still angry with what had happened at the ball? It wasn't her fault and he probably knew it. Well if he was going to be stubborn, she wasn't going to talk to him either.
They were flying very low, over the Nile's blue waters. After half an hour they landed. Then they walked with the utmost care to a small village. Harry went ahead of them, to make sure there were no Death Eaters there.
Moments later Snape took out a small mirror around his neck and talked to it. Ginny knew that mirror.
She and Harry had often used it to talk to each other while on Hogwarts and while on vacation. She heard Harry's voice from the other side, she knew that he was using a mirror just like Snape's, and he told them that they were clear to go ahead.
When they got to the village Ginny noticed that there were no people there. It was a ghost town.
With Voldemort's rise to power, and his politic of killing muggles, She guessed that most villages like these were deserted simply because there were no more people to live in them.
Snape pushed her in to a small cottage, and told her that whatever happened she was not to leave it. The cottage was filled with old furniture, and it was very messy, as if its occupants had left in a hurry, which they probably did.
She sat down against the wall near the window, and waited….
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This was impossible. This could not be happening! There was no trace whatsoever of Ginny, anywhere in the tomb, and the old women refused to say anything.
Voldemort was back at the palace, surrounded by his most faithful death eaters, in a private study. They had several maps lying on a table. Some were magical and some were not.
They had tried all sorts of magic to trace her down, but nothing was working. It seemed that his former Death Eater knew the tracking spells he had long ago put on Ginny. It was only more evidence of a spy among his ranks. And when he did find that spy he would inflict upon him the most terrible of pain.
He was so sure… So sure that she would be safe now. Just when he had found the perfect way of truly making her his, she had slipped threw his fingers. But he would get her back. And when he did, she would be his in a way that would make Potter miserable. She would love him, and forget about that brat forever. He would no longer need her family, nor would he need to hide the truth from her.
He looked at a globe that lay on another table. Miniature stars were moving inside it, around a small solar system. He had 21 days to find her. 21 days before the potion ran out.
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Ginny watched the sun setting over the Nile from the window. She felt totally alone inside that cottage. As if the world had forgotten about her. She had only seen Snape one more time since he pushed her in, when he brought her some water. He had told her that soon they would be leaving. And when the sun had finally set Snape came in to the house and told her it was time to go.
They got once more on the flying carpet. With Harry wheeling it with his wand, Snape sat beside Ginny.
Soon the carpet was flying at an amazing speed. She only had her thin cotton dress on, and the wind was cutting her skin. Snape took off his cotton cloak and gave it to her. It was by no means warm, but at least it provided some shelter from the wind.
The journey took almost all of the night. When they were out of Egypt she heard Snape give an audible sign of relief. They flew over the Mediterranean, but in witch direction Ginny couldn't tell. All that she saw was sea, with the starts above and the moon reflecting on the water. The wind didn't allow her to fall asleep.
The sun had not yet broken the horizon when she saw the first sign of land. She was coming upon a coast. Snape told her they were reaching Gibraltar, and that soon, they would land. But soon took a wile, since instead of flying over the land, Harry chose to follow the shore line. Only when they were over the Atlantic he made a turn. And then they travelled over the land.
Ginny saw the landscape change dramatically. From the shore line and lush vegetation that followed they suddenly went to an almost deserted land, with only a few trees at every couple of miles, and wheat fields that completely covered the small hills.
Flying even lower, Harry directed the carpet to fly over what looked like an old muggle road.
And then when the sun was finally breaking the horizon, Ginny saw the lights of a city.
When they reached the outer city, the part where usually muggles were allowed to live, they landed on a dark and filthy street and dismounted from the carpet. Harry rolled it up, and shrank it to the size of a parchment. Snape pulled the hood of the cloak Ginny was wearing up, and told her to hide her face.
Then, as if they knew there way around and always with a cautious look around the corner, they guided her to an old abandoned house. Snape walked to an old and dirty fire place and took what looked like floo powder from his pocket.
He threw some on the fire place and turned to Ginny.
'We can use floo without being detected in this city. It is one of the few that allows muggles to travel this way.'
'What city is this'-she asked.
'Lisbon.'-said Harry. It was the first time he directed a word to her, and now he was looking at her in a funny way. As if he wanted to say something.
'Just step into the fire and say Rato.'-said Snape.
'All right.'-she said in an uneasy tone. She didn't think that travelling by floo was very safe.
Harry stepped before her, and said Rato loud and clear.
Ginny saw him disappear in a rush of green flames. The she heard him give the ok to Snape through the mirror.
'Your turn.'-Snape said and motioned her to go forward.
She went through the fireplace and when she came out on the other side she was surpised to find they were in another empty house.
Snape came after her, and took her by the arm. They stepped out in to an already busy street. The first rays of light were shining hard, and there were people all around her, to busy to notice what they were doing. There were some street vendors, selling fruit and other things, and people walking around with bags, busy in their shopping.
Snape led her through the market, in to a very old and big stone building.
'This city is a chaos. Its one of the few that allows muggles to walk around freely, due to its ruler, Pettigrew. We have a little arrangement with him.'-said Harry. He seemed to be on speaking terms again, as if the cold night air had done him some good.
They entered the building and she noticed it was completely deserted. It looked like an old church from the outside, but once inside she noticed it was nothing of the sort.
It had four columns sporting the ceiling, and they disappeared in to a pool of water. The building was in fact an old reservoir.
Snape tapped with his wand on an metal seal, and it started to spin. Harry led her to the other side of the pool, where there were stairs going up in to the ceiling, and down in to the water. She looked down. They didn't expect her to swim again, did they?
The water level went down with an amazing speed. Soon the pool was empty and when they went down the steps, Harry opened a very old and rusty metal door.
Ginny could see that the path beyond the door was completely dry, and that there were torches lighting the way.
'Ginny,?-said Snape motioning her to go in,-'welcome to the rebellion.'
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Well I know that this chapter took forever, but I've been overloaded with work, plus my beta reader had gone missing for a few days.
Anyway, I would like to thank all of those who review. I love you guys!!!!
And thank you to my poor beta reader Phoenix, who had to correct this with a dictionary, because her spell cheker didint work.
Keep reviewing, you know that I love to read your reviews as mutch as you like to read my fic.
