AN: IM SOOOOOO SORRY!! I know i spent WAY to long to update, i felt terrible!! Im working on this other fantasy story so hard but i know you guys needed a new chappie!! Also im planning on printing off the first story and editing it all then reposting it..alot of work but it'll be worth it
Ginny rushed down the hallway knocking over a few people but not bothering to
apologize, she could hear her heartbeat pounding in her ears but she was able to hear the
voices from the hospital wing, quickly she threw open the doors and ran over to where
everyone was.
To her surprise she managed to gasp out; "Oh my god..." because it was one of
her deepest fears laying in front of her. Draco was laying on a white hospital bed, not
moving and with his eyes closed, his hair clung to his face because of what Ginny thought
was sweat but found out by looking at the rest of him it was water. Ginny couldn't feel
the tears that started streaming down her face, all she could think was "he's not
breathing..."
"Miss Weasley...I must ask you to step back.." said Madam Pomfrey, her tone was
unusually serious.
Ginny found herself completely speechless, she watched as Madam Pomfrey,
Professor Snape and Professor Dumbledore all tried to revive the steadily paling Draco.
"We may have to send him to St. Mungo's.." Snape said quicky..
"I can apparate him there..take Miss Weasley up to the tower..."
Somehow Ginny managed to find her voice, her palms were sweaty and salty tears
were streaming down her face.
"Im going too! I'm not leaving him alone like this!!" she protested, Dumbledore
just nodded.
Dumbledore, with a very surprising amount of strength lifted Draco clear of the
bed and onto a magic stretcher that was hovering in the air. He merely touched the
stretcher and Ginny's arm and she felt herself get very lightheaded, her eyes blurred but
she shut them to stop them from stinging.
She'd never apparated before, it was like being picked up by an invisible hand,
and dropped down somewhere else, it felt like her vital organs, including her brain, had
been left behind for a moment but slowly she opened her eyes.
They were in St. Mungo's, the building was bright white and they were
somewhere with lots of white curtains, a doctor immediately used his wand to hover
Draco onto a bed where many witches and wizards crowded around him. Dumbledore
turned to Ginny and said softly;
"You had better wait outside in the hallway Virginia, I'll come and get you soon."
Ginny just nodded, she was hugging herself slightly, her eyes stung where the
tears were welling up, she quietly made her way into the hall.
Draco was in the Chamber of Secrets again, but colder, and soaked to the bone,
the smell of the rotting beast was even worse then before. Tom was sitting on one of the
stone snakes that lined the pathway to the tunnels, he was glowing, literally. A sliver aura
was perfectly visible, it flickered red every now and then, at those times Draco felt a little
weaker.
"Thanks Draco.." Tom said, his voice more powerful then at their first meeting.
Draco felt his hands curl into a fist.
"For what?" Draco snarled. Tom just smirked, it made Draco feel even colder.
"Your energy...I'm feeling better then ever...I wish I had thought of this before.."
Tom said.
"Your..stealing my energy? Was it you that cursed the bludgers to hit me? Knock
me un-conscience so you'd have no trouble stealing my powers?" Draco asked shocked,
he knew Riddle had power, he didn't think he had this much. But now he knew, this was
no dream, his soul was here, Tom was real.
Tom smiled and nodded, Draco felt his pulse race, his blood boil..who knew what
he was going to do if he returned, who would be his main target. Then it hit him.
"What are you planning to do to Ginny?" he yelled, going over to Tom and
threateningly trying to grasp his robes, to his surprise his hand passed right through him.
Tom laughed wickedly.
"I'm not going to make the mistake I used to, I will not confess my plans to you
for you to go and run to that Headmaster of yours..." Tom laughed, Draco felt his eyesight
dwindle, without being able to say anything he felt himself disappear.
Unable to sleep Ginny rubbed her temples, she was trying to distract herself by
reading a Teen Witch magazine, it wasn't working, she had unknowingly just read the
same sentence fifteen times.
"This must be what real torture felt like, mental torture.."she thought.
"The not knowing, the wondering..imagining the outcomes...it's like watching
someone twirl a glass ball on their finger, watching it loose its balance but keep
spinning..but waiting for it to fall." She was always prophetic in situations like this, for
some reason she'd never felt this scared in a long time.
She had a huge feeling of foreboding, more so then she already had...somehow
this felt almost too coincidental. Why would she just recently have a dream about Tom
Riddle, the person who almost killed her, and then Draco gets really badly injured? No,
from Ginny's experiences there were no such thing as coincidences.
Dumbledore entered the white hallway, he wiggled his nose in a manor that he
still looked completely respectable but his glasses slid up his nose. Ginny looked up at
him, looking him straight in the eye, she had to know the truth.
"H-H-how is he?" she asked, her voice shaky. Dumbledore let himself smile a
little, he was troubled, Ginny could tell but she saw hope in his eyes.
"He will be fine, they managed to fix his spine. He has a mild case of hypothermia
but their getting him warm now, you can go and see him though he's not yet awake." he
said.
Ginny felt her heart relax, she felt like a huge burden had been lifted off her
shoulders and she was no longer on the bridge of bursting into tears. Draco would be fine.
Hermione, Harry, Mandy Ron and Missy all ran into the hallway in Saint Mungo's
trying to find Ginny and Draco. A white wizard stepped out in front of them, Mandy
pushed her way to the front of the group.
"You must remain quiet while your within here." he said, his tone un patient and
rather rude.
"You must remain out of my way unless you want your wand shoved up a very
uncomfortable place, I'm here to see my cousin and if you don't let me by I swear that
you will be in big trouble." she snarled. He raised an eyebrow.
"How could you possibly get me into any trouble...your just a kid!" he laughed.
"Maybe because my father works for the Ministry and Fudge listens very closely
to my father, almost as closely as my father listens to me." she said, Hermione, Harry,
Ron and Missy exchanged subtle, curious glances.
To their surprise the doctor moved out of the way. When they were out of earshot
Harry went up beside Mandy as they threw open a pair of swinging doors.
"I didn't know your dad worked for the Ministry." he said. Mandy smiled.
"He does..in the Quidditch department..it wasn't really a lie..Fudge always listens
to my dad..about Quidditch scores." she let out a small giggle, but as she saw Draco her
face paled.
"Oh god." she said, her vision blurring through tears. Ginny was sitting beside
him on the bed, her hand caressing his pale one.
"Is he alright?" Mandy asked, Ginny nodded.
"Yeah, that's what Dumbledore told me. He's got mild hyperthermia but they
gave him a warming potion so he should be fine." Ginny said, her voice was quiet.
For a while nobody said anything, it wasn't one of those uncomfortable silences
where everyone's fidgety, everyone was still. If a speck of dust fell, or a single strand of
hair, it seemed you could have heard it, the only sound was a quiet clicking coming from
an strange clock that told the patients condition. They watched Draco, even though Harry
and Ron used to hate him a lot, this was really weird for them seeing him like this, except
for the gentle breaths that passed through his lips, he appeared to be dead.
How long they stood there, it was impossible to tell, no one could tell what else
was going on, they were worried, no matter what the witch/wizard doctors said this didn't
look like Draco would be "OK."
Ginny rushed down the hallway knocking over a few people but not bothering to
apologize, she could hear her heartbeat pounding in her ears but she was able to hear the
voices from the hospital wing, quickly she threw open the doors and ran over to where
everyone was.
To her surprise she managed to gasp out; "Oh my god..." because it was one of
her deepest fears laying in front of her. Draco was laying on a white hospital bed, not
moving and with his eyes closed, his hair clung to his face because of what Ginny thought
was sweat but found out by looking at the rest of him it was water. Ginny couldn't feel
the tears that started streaming down her face, all she could think was "he's not
breathing..."
"Miss Weasley...I must ask you to step back.." said Madam Pomfrey, her tone was
unusually serious.
Ginny found herself completely speechless, she watched as Madam Pomfrey,
Professor Snape and Professor Dumbledore all tried to revive the steadily paling Draco.
"We may have to send him to St. Mungo's.." Snape said quicky..
"I can apparate him there..take Miss Weasley up to the tower..."
Somehow Ginny managed to find her voice, her palms were sweaty and salty tears
were streaming down her face.
"Im going too! I'm not leaving him alone like this!!" she protested, Dumbledore
just nodded.
Dumbledore, with a very surprising amount of strength lifted Draco clear of the
bed and onto a magic stretcher that was hovering in the air. He merely touched the
stretcher and Ginny's arm and she felt herself get very lightheaded, her eyes blurred but
she shut them to stop them from stinging.
She'd never apparated before, it was like being picked up by an invisible hand,
and dropped down somewhere else, it felt like her vital organs, including her brain, had
been left behind for a moment but slowly she opened her eyes.
They were in St. Mungo's, the building was bright white and they were
somewhere with lots of white curtains, a doctor immediately used his wand to hover
Draco onto a bed where many witches and wizards crowded around him. Dumbledore
turned to Ginny and said softly;
"You had better wait outside in the hallway Virginia, I'll come and get you soon."
Ginny just nodded, she was hugging herself slightly, her eyes stung where the
tears were welling up, she quietly made her way into the hall.
Draco was in the Chamber of Secrets again, but colder, and soaked to the bone,
the smell of the rotting beast was even worse then before. Tom was sitting on one of the
stone snakes that lined the pathway to the tunnels, he was glowing, literally. A sliver aura
was perfectly visible, it flickered red every now and then, at those times Draco felt a little
weaker.
"Thanks Draco.." Tom said, his voice more powerful then at their first meeting.
Draco felt his hands curl into a fist.
"For what?" Draco snarled. Tom just smirked, it made Draco feel even colder.
"Your energy...I'm feeling better then ever...I wish I had thought of this before.."
Tom said.
"Your..stealing my energy? Was it you that cursed the bludgers to hit me? Knock
me un-conscience so you'd have no trouble stealing my powers?" Draco asked shocked,
he knew Riddle had power, he didn't think he had this much. But now he knew, this was
no dream, his soul was here, Tom was real.
Tom smiled and nodded, Draco felt his pulse race, his blood boil..who knew what
he was going to do if he returned, who would be his main target. Then it hit him.
"What are you planning to do to Ginny?" he yelled, going over to Tom and
threateningly trying to grasp his robes, to his surprise his hand passed right through him.
Tom laughed wickedly.
"I'm not going to make the mistake I used to, I will not confess my plans to you
for you to go and run to that Headmaster of yours..." Tom laughed, Draco felt his eyesight
dwindle, without being able to say anything he felt himself disappear.
Unable to sleep Ginny rubbed her temples, she was trying to distract herself by
reading a Teen Witch magazine, it wasn't working, she had unknowingly just read the
same sentence fifteen times.
"This must be what real torture felt like, mental torture.."she thought.
"The not knowing, the wondering..imagining the outcomes...it's like watching
someone twirl a glass ball on their finger, watching it loose its balance but keep
spinning..but waiting for it to fall." She was always prophetic in situations like this, for
some reason she'd never felt this scared in a long time.
She had a huge feeling of foreboding, more so then she already had...somehow
this felt almost too coincidental. Why would she just recently have a dream about Tom
Riddle, the person who almost killed her, and then Draco gets really badly injured? No,
from Ginny's experiences there were no such thing as coincidences.
Dumbledore entered the white hallway, he wiggled his nose in a manor that he
still looked completely respectable but his glasses slid up his nose. Ginny looked up at
him, looking him straight in the eye, she had to know the truth.
"H-H-how is he?" she asked, her voice shaky. Dumbledore let himself smile a
little, he was troubled, Ginny could tell but she saw hope in his eyes.
"He will be fine, they managed to fix his spine. He has a mild case of hypothermia
but their getting him warm now, you can go and see him though he's not yet awake." he
said.
Ginny felt her heart relax, she felt like a huge burden had been lifted off her
shoulders and she was no longer on the bridge of bursting into tears. Draco would be fine.
Hermione, Harry, Mandy Ron and Missy all ran into the hallway in Saint Mungo's
trying to find Ginny and Draco. A white wizard stepped out in front of them, Mandy
pushed her way to the front of the group.
"You must remain quiet while your within here." he said, his tone un patient and
rather rude.
"You must remain out of my way unless you want your wand shoved up a very
uncomfortable place, I'm here to see my cousin and if you don't let me by I swear that
you will be in big trouble." she snarled. He raised an eyebrow.
"How could you possibly get me into any trouble...your just a kid!" he laughed.
"Maybe because my father works for the Ministry and Fudge listens very closely
to my father, almost as closely as my father listens to me." she said, Hermione, Harry,
Ron and Missy exchanged subtle, curious glances.
To their surprise the doctor moved out of the way. When they were out of earshot
Harry went up beside Mandy as they threw open a pair of swinging doors.
"I didn't know your dad worked for the Ministry." he said. Mandy smiled.
"He does..in the Quidditch department..it wasn't really a lie..Fudge always listens
to my dad..about Quidditch scores." she let out a small giggle, but as she saw Draco her
face paled.
"Oh god." she said, her vision blurring through tears. Ginny was sitting beside
him on the bed, her hand caressing his pale one.
"Is he alright?" Mandy asked, Ginny nodded.
"Yeah, that's what Dumbledore told me. He's got mild hyperthermia but they
gave him a warming potion so he should be fine." Ginny said, her voice was quiet.
For a while nobody said anything, it wasn't one of those uncomfortable silences
where everyone's fidgety, everyone was still. If a speck of dust fell, or a single strand of
hair, it seemed you could have heard it, the only sound was a quiet clicking coming from
an strange clock that told the patients condition. They watched Draco, even though Harry
and Ron used to hate him a lot, this was really weird for them seeing him like this, except
for the gentle breaths that passed through his lips, he appeared to be dead.
How long they stood there, it was impossible to tell, no one could tell what else
was going on, they were worried, no matter what the witch/wizard doctors said this didn't
look like Draco would be "OK."