Author's note: Ahh...so I'm back and um-yeah, I'm back. Sorry, when you're
working on a story as intricate as Lunalia, you forget about your other
stories. By the way, I hope everyone knows that John Malkovich is going to
be Lord Voldemort in the fourth movie. Also, in the 5th Harry Potter book
in the Chapter "Eye of the Snake", if you notice Harry places a lot of 'e's
in his words. Okay, so, let's get back on track!
"She's been gone for days," Ron complained, "And Joanne moved –to Edinburgh. It'll be a wonder if those two ever meet. In a way, Joanne is like an older Hermione." He and Ginny were at the Burrow, which seemed to have the essence of life within it. He could almost imagine his mother, Molly Weasley, coming out the back door carrying huge meat pies and a cauldron of soup. His two twin brothers, Fred and George running up and down the house performing magic tricks on each other and various objects. Bill and Charlie, helping Molly set the table. And Percy, holed up in his room, working on various important papers. But instead, there was still silence that wouldn't be pierced or destroyed except for the echoes of the past. Percy had gone missing in their seventh year at Hogwarts; Bill and Charlie were attacked by a mob of Death Eaters; Fred and George were at the mercy of eighty dementors. All of them fought with vengeance and valor, and they died a heroic, noble death. Tom Marvolo Riddle took no prisoners of the war; it was follow him or be killed. Ron looked over to Ginny and remembered of the time when he has possessed her...
Tom, you won't believe what happened tonight. Professor Lockhart and Professor Snape were showing us the Disarming Spell and when Harry and Draco dueled, Draco let out a snake on Harry. But get this, Tom- Harry began to talk to the Snake!
Talk to the Snake? You mean he is a Parselmouth?
Yes, Tom, and get this, he set it on Justin Finch-Fletchley, whom fancies me a bit too much. I really don't like him, Tom, I wish he would just stay within his own house. Or better yet just disappear!
Would you really want that, Ginny?
Well...I mean...
Ginny stopped writing from the diary and looked up. A tall, young man with shiny, ebony hair and dark gray eyes was standing in front of her. Taken aback, she scooted away from him and fell onto the floor.
"Don't be scared, Ginny," The man whispered, "It's just me, good old Tom. I thought you might want some company."
"Well, I do," Ginny said sheepishly, "But I didn't expect you to just appear, Tom, I really didn't." She stood up and dusted her knees, only to find that she had scraped her left knee. As the blood seeped out from the cut, Tom knelt down and whipped out his wand. He then quietly muttered the spell that her mother used when healing minor wounds. For a moment, Ginny felt a stinging pain then a warm sensation not just on her knee, but throughout her entire body.
"There, it's all healed," Tom whispered as he placed his lips just above the wound, "Now about this Justin..." Ginny went red as Tom released his lips and looked up at her.
"Tom, really, it's no big deal..." Ginny started as Tom stood face-to- face with her; she could feel his hot breath on the tip of her nose.
"You want him gone, don't you?" Tom whispered in her ear. Ginny nodded slowly as she closed her eyes and felt Tom's mouth coming closer and closer to hers. Without realizing it, her entire world went black and all she could remember was the soft brush of lips coming upon her own. It had all seemed a dream until...
"A student has been petrified." "Justin Finch-Fletchley has been petrified." "By the heir of Slytherin, he attacked Justin Finch-Fletchley!" "No doubt that it is Harry Potter..."
The voices had brought Ginny back to life; she was in the Great Hall, and it was morning. Seated with her fellow Gryffindor first years, Ginny quietly listened to the conversation as she ate her breakfast.
"Well, after Potter had set the snake on Justin and the club was finished for the day, everyone went back to their common rooms. Except Justin, he went to the restroom just outside the Great Hall and when he came out, he noticed that there was a puddle of water nearby, and wondering how it got there, he looked into it...And probably saw Potter in it and was petrified."
But that's impossible, Ginny thought, Harry and Ron went straight into their dormitory after the incident and began talking about it. Hermione joined them and it was hours before she entered the girls' dormitory. Then again, it could have been an older student returning from a rendezvous. Opening the diary, Ginny was tempted to write in it when she saw a message in there.
What matters is that Justin won't be bothering you, anymore, eh Ginny?
'That's true' Ginny thought, 'I suppose it is the bright side of things.'
Thank you Tom for healing my wound last night, you really hit the spot.
I always do, Ginny.
Ginny had not told anyone for nearly the entire year that she was being possessed; however, she did confess to Hermione that she admired someone else aside from Harry. Ron closed his eyes; Harry James Potter. He should have been Head Boy, but he wasn't; instead, the job was given to him with Hermione being Head Girl. Dumbledore had said it this way, "It will be your ultimate task- To maintain the school at a calm and to protect it. Consider this as a test for your induction into the Order." Dumbledore had already included Harry into the Order the moment he was of age; however, instead of babbling details of what the Order was doing, Harry kept his mouth shut. "You just don't understand," Harry told them, "I know you are my best friends and we've been through a lot together, but you have to realize that once you're in the Order, there is no turning back. You're in it for good, and I'm not sure if you two are ready for this sort of thing." He then mentioned about how fortunate Hermione was to be a Muggle-born "She still has the time to turn away from our society" and how noble the Weasleys were "To stand up against this kind of slavery." Ron didn't know what Harry meant; however, Hermione had a clue.
"Pure-bloods must be slaves to magic." She had said "They were born with the gift of magic, to create incredible power, and they want more of it. They want to learn as much as possible and see what can be pushed to the ultimate limit. In return, magic captivates them and enslaves them, wanting them to do nothing but work until they are insane. In a way, there is no good or evil. There is dependence and independence; and I suppose the world is better off independent of magic."
But magic was essential, Ron thought, To cook, to clean, to wash and to cry, to transport, to entertain. How could Muggles live without magic? "You should try taking Muggle Studies class" Hermione had pinned at him a long ago, "You might actually understand it." Ron had refused and now he had regretted it; he knew he would have to learn the Muggle way of life without Hermione's help in order to forget. To forget about Harry, about Dumbledore, about ...Lord Voldemort; even about Hogwarts all together.
"Hey, Ron!" Ginny yelled, "Joanne just called us; she said that she wanted to talk to us again." Sighing heavily, Ron turned to her. He knew exactly what he was in for: Joanne wanted to write about Harry's third year at Hogwarts.
"Shall we use magic?" Ron asked as Ginny shook her head.
"Remember, we're not Ron and Ginny. We're George and Jennifer, and we don't know anything about magic."
How hard it was to forget. Okay, so the next chapter, we might switch back to Hermione. By the way, I just sort of revealed part of my 'bad ending' theory. But I guess no one caught that. Sorry all you Weasley fans (Even though I'm one too) Arthur ,Bill, Charlie, Fred, and George died. We don't know about Percy or Molly though. Still up in the air. Read and review and I'll post sooner!
"She's been gone for days," Ron complained, "And Joanne moved –to Edinburgh. It'll be a wonder if those two ever meet. In a way, Joanne is like an older Hermione." He and Ginny were at the Burrow, which seemed to have the essence of life within it. He could almost imagine his mother, Molly Weasley, coming out the back door carrying huge meat pies and a cauldron of soup. His two twin brothers, Fred and George running up and down the house performing magic tricks on each other and various objects. Bill and Charlie, helping Molly set the table. And Percy, holed up in his room, working on various important papers. But instead, there was still silence that wouldn't be pierced or destroyed except for the echoes of the past. Percy had gone missing in their seventh year at Hogwarts; Bill and Charlie were attacked by a mob of Death Eaters; Fred and George were at the mercy of eighty dementors. All of them fought with vengeance and valor, and they died a heroic, noble death. Tom Marvolo Riddle took no prisoners of the war; it was follow him or be killed. Ron looked over to Ginny and remembered of the time when he has possessed her...
Tom, you won't believe what happened tonight. Professor Lockhart and Professor Snape were showing us the Disarming Spell and when Harry and Draco dueled, Draco let out a snake on Harry. But get this, Tom- Harry began to talk to the Snake!
Talk to the Snake? You mean he is a Parselmouth?
Yes, Tom, and get this, he set it on Justin Finch-Fletchley, whom fancies me a bit too much. I really don't like him, Tom, I wish he would just stay within his own house. Or better yet just disappear!
Would you really want that, Ginny?
Well...I mean...
Ginny stopped writing from the diary and looked up. A tall, young man with shiny, ebony hair and dark gray eyes was standing in front of her. Taken aback, she scooted away from him and fell onto the floor.
"Don't be scared, Ginny," The man whispered, "It's just me, good old Tom. I thought you might want some company."
"Well, I do," Ginny said sheepishly, "But I didn't expect you to just appear, Tom, I really didn't." She stood up and dusted her knees, only to find that she had scraped her left knee. As the blood seeped out from the cut, Tom knelt down and whipped out his wand. He then quietly muttered the spell that her mother used when healing minor wounds. For a moment, Ginny felt a stinging pain then a warm sensation not just on her knee, but throughout her entire body.
"There, it's all healed," Tom whispered as he placed his lips just above the wound, "Now about this Justin..." Ginny went red as Tom released his lips and looked up at her.
"Tom, really, it's no big deal..." Ginny started as Tom stood face-to- face with her; she could feel his hot breath on the tip of her nose.
"You want him gone, don't you?" Tom whispered in her ear. Ginny nodded slowly as she closed her eyes and felt Tom's mouth coming closer and closer to hers. Without realizing it, her entire world went black and all she could remember was the soft brush of lips coming upon her own. It had all seemed a dream until...
"A student has been petrified." "Justin Finch-Fletchley has been petrified." "By the heir of Slytherin, he attacked Justin Finch-Fletchley!" "No doubt that it is Harry Potter..."
The voices had brought Ginny back to life; she was in the Great Hall, and it was morning. Seated with her fellow Gryffindor first years, Ginny quietly listened to the conversation as she ate her breakfast.
"Well, after Potter had set the snake on Justin and the club was finished for the day, everyone went back to their common rooms. Except Justin, he went to the restroom just outside the Great Hall and when he came out, he noticed that there was a puddle of water nearby, and wondering how it got there, he looked into it...And probably saw Potter in it and was petrified."
But that's impossible, Ginny thought, Harry and Ron went straight into their dormitory after the incident and began talking about it. Hermione joined them and it was hours before she entered the girls' dormitory. Then again, it could have been an older student returning from a rendezvous. Opening the diary, Ginny was tempted to write in it when she saw a message in there.
What matters is that Justin won't be bothering you, anymore, eh Ginny?
'That's true' Ginny thought, 'I suppose it is the bright side of things.'
Thank you Tom for healing my wound last night, you really hit the spot.
I always do, Ginny.
Ginny had not told anyone for nearly the entire year that she was being possessed; however, she did confess to Hermione that she admired someone else aside from Harry. Ron closed his eyes; Harry James Potter. He should have been Head Boy, but he wasn't; instead, the job was given to him with Hermione being Head Girl. Dumbledore had said it this way, "It will be your ultimate task- To maintain the school at a calm and to protect it. Consider this as a test for your induction into the Order." Dumbledore had already included Harry into the Order the moment he was of age; however, instead of babbling details of what the Order was doing, Harry kept his mouth shut. "You just don't understand," Harry told them, "I know you are my best friends and we've been through a lot together, but you have to realize that once you're in the Order, there is no turning back. You're in it for good, and I'm not sure if you two are ready for this sort of thing." He then mentioned about how fortunate Hermione was to be a Muggle-born "She still has the time to turn away from our society" and how noble the Weasleys were "To stand up against this kind of slavery." Ron didn't know what Harry meant; however, Hermione had a clue.
"Pure-bloods must be slaves to magic." She had said "They were born with the gift of magic, to create incredible power, and they want more of it. They want to learn as much as possible and see what can be pushed to the ultimate limit. In return, magic captivates them and enslaves them, wanting them to do nothing but work until they are insane. In a way, there is no good or evil. There is dependence and independence; and I suppose the world is better off independent of magic."
But magic was essential, Ron thought, To cook, to clean, to wash and to cry, to transport, to entertain. How could Muggles live without magic? "You should try taking Muggle Studies class" Hermione had pinned at him a long ago, "You might actually understand it." Ron had refused and now he had regretted it; he knew he would have to learn the Muggle way of life without Hermione's help in order to forget. To forget about Harry, about Dumbledore, about ...Lord Voldemort; even about Hogwarts all together.
"Hey, Ron!" Ginny yelled, "Joanne just called us; she said that she wanted to talk to us again." Sighing heavily, Ron turned to her. He knew exactly what he was in for: Joanne wanted to write about Harry's third year at Hogwarts.
"Shall we use magic?" Ron asked as Ginny shook her head.
"Remember, we're not Ron and Ginny. We're George and Jennifer, and we don't know anything about magic."
How hard it was to forget. Okay, so the next chapter, we might switch back to Hermione. By the way, I just sort of revealed part of my 'bad ending' theory. But I guess no one caught that. Sorry all you Weasley fans (Even though I'm one too) Arthur ,Bill, Charlie, Fred, and George died. We don't know about Percy or Molly though. Still up in the air. Read and review and I'll post sooner!