Mysterious Happenings
Disclaimer: Don't own it. Not making any money. Sue if you want, the only thing you can take is my son, and you'd pay me to take him back. Or my car payment, which I'll gladly give away.
Rated R for language, violence, sexual situations.
Chapter 2: Ginny
It was chilly in the Burrow, the fire having died down long ago. Ginny walked slowly down the steps to the kitchen. Maybe some warm milk would help her sleep. If that didn't work, she'd try a sleeping potion that her mom kept on hand ever since Ginny's first year at Hogwarts.
That was the reason she was up at 3:00 in the morning. She was having nightmares again. She hadn't had those for 3 years now. Why was she having them again? She knew she would never forget it. But that didn't mean that it had to rule her life.
Maybe they were coming back because Voldemort was coming and striking back stronger than before. The Death Eater attacks were higher than ever.
She shivered. She remembered that year like it was yesterday.
She was excited. This was to be her first year at Hogwarts. Finally she wouldn't be home alone. And she would get to see ' The-Boy-Who-Lived', Harry Potter, every day. She couldn't wait. When they had reached the school, she had almost passed out from all the excitement. This was going to be the best year of her life.
But then it started to go wrong, so horribly wrong. Her grades started to slip. She was having memory loss. Bad things started happening in the school. She knew it had something to do with her and that blasted diary. She just couldn't figure it out.
If she threw it away, then everything would just go back to normal. Or so she thought. She threw it away, but then somehow Harry had gotten a hold of it. That was very bad. She had to destroy his room to get it back. How bad she felt. But she couldn't help it. She HAD to get it away from him. No telling what would happen if the book tried to control him.
What could she do to make this all stop? She really needed to do something. She tried to tell Harry, Ron and Hermione about it, but perfect bloody Percy had to come along. She thouht about going to McGonagall or Dumbledore. But what could they do except expell her? No, she couldn't allow that.
By now she was terrified. Colin, her best friend was in the hospital, petrified. Some boy Hufflepuff, she thought, was there. All she really knew was that his name was Justin and that he was in the same year as Ron.
Then the worst, or what she thought was the worst, happened. Penelope and Hermione were in the hospital. Petrified like the others. What would she do now? She didn't think it could get any worse. But, oh, how wrong she was.
She was taken into the Chamber. Where she would have been left to die if not for Harry. Or Ron. Can't forget Ron. He helped to.
She shivered again, from the chills going down her spine and in anger. It awlays made her so mad when people called her brother a side-kick. He wasn't that. There were many situations that Harry wouldn't have gotten through if not for him.
She was so deep in thought that she didn't hear Charlie come down the stairs.
"Hey Gin," he called.
"AHHHH," she screamed as she jumped. "You scared me. I didn't hear you come down."
"Sorry. What are you doing up. It's after 4:00?"
"Wow. I hadn't realized it had gotten so late. I came down cause I couldn't sleep. I am feeling tired now, so I think I'll try to go back to bed. Night Charlie."
She made her way back up to bed. She really was feeling tired now. Laying down, she drifted off to sleep thinking that something bad was gonna happen this year.
Disclaimer: Don't own it. Not making any money. Sue if you want, the only thing you can take is my son, and you'd pay me to take him back. Or my car payment, which I'll gladly give away.
Rated R for language, violence, sexual situations.
Chapter 2: Ginny
It was chilly in the Burrow, the fire having died down long ago. Ginny walked slowly down the steps to the kitchen. Maybe some warm milk would help her sleep. If that didn't work, she'd try a sleeping potion that her mom kept on hand ever since Ginny's first year at Hogwarts.
That was the reason she was up at 3:00 in the morning. She was having nightmares again. She hadn't had those for 3 years now. Why was she having them again? She knew she would never forget it. But that didn't mean that it had to rule her life.
Maybe they were coming back because Voldemort was coming and striking back stronger than before. The Death Eater attacks were higher than ever.
She shivered. She remembered that year like it was yesterday.
She was excited. This was to be her first year at Hogwarts. Finally she wouldn't be home alone. And she would get to see ' The-Boy-Who-Lived', Harry Potter, every day. She couldn't wait. When they had reached the school, she had almost passed out from all the excitement. This was going to be the best year of her life.
But then it started to go wrong, so horribly wrong. Her grades started to slip. She was having memory loss. Bad things started happening in the school. She knew it had something to do with her and that blasted diary. She just couldn't figure it out.
If she threw it away, then everything would just go back to normal. Or so she thought. She threw it away, but then somehow Harry had gotten a hold of it. That was very bad. She had to destroy his room to get it back. How bad she felt. But she couldn't help it. She HAD to get it away from him. No telling what would happen if the book tried to control him.
What could she do to make this all stop? She really needed to do something. She tried to tell Harry, Ron and Hermione about it, but perfect bloody Percy had to come along. She thouht about going to McGonagall or Dumbledore. But what could they do except expell her? No, she couldn't allow that.
By now she was terrified. Colin, her best friend was in the hospital, petrified. Some boy Hufflepuff, she thought, was there. All she really knew was that his name was Justin and that he was in the same year as Ron.
Then the worst, or what she thought was the worst, happened. Penelope and Hermione were in the hospital. Petrified like the others. What would she do now? She didn't think it could get any worse. But, oh, how wrong she was.
She was taken into the Chamber. Where she would have been left to die if not for Harry. Or Ron. Can't forget Ron. He helped to.
She shivered again, from the chills going down her spine and in anger. It awlays made her so mad when people called her brother a side-kick. He wasn't that. There were many situations that Harry wouldn't have gotten through if not for him.
She was so deep in thought that she didn't hear Charlie come down the stairs.
"Hey Gin," he called.
"AHHHH," she screamed as she jumped. "You scared me. I didn't hear you come down."
"Sorry. What are you doing up. It's after 4:00?"
"Wow. I hadn't realized it had gotten so late. I came down cause I couldn't sleep. I am feeling tired now, so I think I'll try to go back to bed. Night Charlie."
She made her way back up to bed. She really was feeling tired now. Laying down, she drifted off to sleep thinking that something bad was gonna happen this year.