A/N: Hello, hello, hello!!! Have fun reading!!
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Summary: What's up with Harry? Why are Hermione and Ginny disappearing all the time? Who is this enticing new Gryffindor? And just where in all hells is Ron? Reincarnation is a strange and dangerous thing that toys with the present in hopes that the present will somehow turn out like the past, but will the past repeat itself in this occurrence, or will the reincarnation of the great King Arthur fail to save the world as we know it from a foe greater than any seen in this word yet?

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.


And We Thought it Was the End

Chapter 7

A Queen Without A Country


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-Ginny stared up at the tall stranger in horror. "Don't ever call me that again." She muttered staring down at her legs.
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-It had been only two days after he'd had her locked in the dungeons. She was shivering, cold, and sweaty with a fever.
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-She didn't move when the door opened and the robed figure walked in. "He wants to see you." He said softly. "This time, just do what he wants. It'll be better for everyone…including the child in your womb."
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-Now she moved. She reached up and latched onto his pants pocket and dragged herself up. "What do you mean?"
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- "You're pregnant with my Lord's child. What did you expect? You wouldn't tell him where the other one was, so he created an alternative."
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-She wobbled in her knees and found she couldn't stand. A sharp pain shot through her hip and she cried out. "What's wrong with my legs?"
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- "He broke your hip so you couldn't get away." The man said holding her up.
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- "Can't you fix it?"
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- "I'd be killed instantly."
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-She moaned and fell limp. He tucked an arm under her legs and hoisted her into his arms.
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- "What does he want with me now? He has his child, what does he want with me?"
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- "You will be his Chosen." The man's voice was quiet, but she could hear the worry in it.
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-She didn't know what that meant, but she didn't ask as he had gone strangely quiet.
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-He walked into her old room and sat her in an easy chair near the fire. "Are you alright? Do you hurt anywhere other than your hip?"
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-She stared up at him through dirty sweat soaked hair. "Why are you being so nice to me?"
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-He stared at her for a long moment. "Because you'll need all the help you can get here." He said. Then he stood and walked to the bell toll in the corner.
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-Almost instantly, there was a low knock on the door.
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- "Come in."
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-The door opened and a slight girl of twelve years slid in quietly. She kept her strange silver eyes locked on the floor as she spoke. "You called for me sir?"
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-He smiled softly at her. "Yes. I would like you to take care of this woman." The girl's face moved up and for a moment, her eyes locked with Ginny's.
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-Ginny's mind clouded over and she felt rather than heard someone talking to her. You have brought us salvation.
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-Ginny blinked and the girl was staring back at the floor. 'How strange…' She thought. The man turned back to her and smiled.
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- "This is Korinna. She will be your personal maid. Whatever you need, she will get for you. If you find her unsatisfactory, tell me and I will deal with her."
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-The girl's head snapped up and she stared directly at the man. "Father! Please! I-"
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- "Be quiet!" He snapped. "I will not be father to insolent children!"
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-She held in a sob and looked down at the carpet again. The man looked at Ginny, bowed, and left the room.
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-The girl flinched as the door slammed shut behind him, then looked up at Ginny timidly. "What would you like me to do Miss?"
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-Ginny stared down at the dirty sheets she was wrapped in and sighed. "A bath and new clothes would be wonderful." She said softly.
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-She jumped as a large basin appeared in the corner, steam rising from the water and a clean gown and robe were laying on the bed.
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-The girl, Korinna, helped Ginny from her chair. Ginny held onto the back of the chair before she collapsed.
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- "What's wrong?" Korinna asked with evident worry.
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- "I can't walk." Ginny gasped through the pain. "Bloody son of a bitch broke my hip…" She pushed herself off the back of the chair and with Korinna's help, wobbled to the tub. She used her hands to help her sink in and sighed. "Gods that feels great."
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-Korinna took the soap and put it to Ginny's hair. And Ginny picked up a wash cloth. She cleaned her skin stopping every once and a while to stare in sadness at a bruise or a cut or a welt that had come from her beatings and Tom raping her. There were bite marks on her thighs and scratches on her breasts. Tears clouded her vision, but she blinked them away determinedly. 'He will NOT break me.'
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-It was quiet for a while before Ginny started to talk.
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- "So your name is Korinna?" Ginny said.
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- "Yes Miss."
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- "Is this all you do? Wait on people passing through?"
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- "Sometimes Miss, but I don't think you're just passing through." She said bending down to pick up a small bucket by the tub. She filled it with water and dumped it over Ginny's head.
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- "What do you mean?" Ginny asked swiping wet hair from her face.
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- "I mean, Miss, that the Dark Lord means to make you his Queen."
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-Ginny's eyebrows became one with her hairline. 'So that's what that means…'
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- "I'll never be his wife." She spat vehemently.
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- "Oh Miss, you must!" The girl was at her side in an instant. "Mother said the same thing and now she's…now she's dead!" She knelt at the side of the tub and held Ginny's hand. "Miss, if you care for the child that you carry, you must do it! You must!"
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-Ginny stared at her for a moment, then stared down at their linked hands. Just out of the corner of her eye, she could see the girl's aura. It was a soft pink, but there were darker spots on it.
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- "He's touched you too hasn't he?" She said softly.
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-The girl's head shot up, but Ginny was still staring at their hands and inspecting her aura.
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- "How did you know that?"
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- "Your aura…"
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- "You can see them too?"
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- "Yes, ever since my first year…I was only eleven the first time he did it to me."
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- "I was nine." Her voice was only a whisper and Ginny had barely heard it.
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- "Is that why your mum wouldn't be his queen?"
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-The girl nodded. "Father was so mad…He hasn't talked to me since…"
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- "Oh." She moved her hands around in the water making the bubbles part like the Red Sea. That made her wonder if anyone was going to come to her rescue… She'd just have to be strong until someone came to save her.
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-The girl, seeming to pick up on her thoughts looked her straight in the eye and said, "My Lady, no one will find you here..."
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-Ginny shivered and hugged her daughter close. "What do you want?" She asked him. "Why are you here?"
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- "I swore to protect you, my Lady, until my dying day, and I intend to fulfil that promise." She said kneeling by her bed.
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- "Well do me a favor and forget about it. I'm not your Queen anymore." She shied away from him and borrowed against the side board.
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- "My Lady?" Another voice, this one small and whispery came from around the curtain and Korinna, the girl that had been Ginny's only ally in her times of trouble. Her hair no longer hung down to her knees in stick straight braids, but stopped just past her shoulders in soft, natural curls. Her eyes smiled brighter that Ginny had ever seen them and when she walked into the small alcove, she walked straight to her father and clung to his side affectionately. "How are you?"
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- "I-I'm fine...thank you..." She shot a questioning glance at the man.
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- "I have learned to forgive people of faults that they had no control over..." He said in a soft voice. "My healing powers have finally worked on myself." Then he gave her a small smile and she marveled at his face.
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-She had expected him to look like all the others, big and buff and a bit brutal, but his face was young and soft. His eyes sparkled with life and his hair curled into his face. It was evident where Korinna got her good looks from.
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-Said young girl suddenly gave a small gasp and started to dig around in the pocket of her robes. "Would you like to see a picture of my mamma?" She pulled out a small picture of a woman who was about seventeen, still a child... "This was the year mamma had me... Isn't she pretty?" She stood close to Ginny's side and sighed. Then she turned to Britannia and smiled. "You are lucky that you still have your mamma."
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-Brit's arms wound around her mother's neck and she frowned up at Korinna. "Who are you?"
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-Korinna smiled. "I am Korinna, I helped your mamma." She nodded at her father. "And that is my papa, he helped your mamma too."
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-Brit looked up at Korinna, then looked away.
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-Korinna stepped back to her father and looked at him expectantly.
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-The man stood. "Right. My Lady-"
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- "I told you, I am no longer your Queen. Do what you will with your life." She stared him down, knowing he could not go against the dismissal.
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-Surprisingly he knelt by her side again. "My Lady, I cannot, will not leave you. My life was put into your hands to do with what you will. I would follow you to the death if need be."
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-Ginny could only stare at him. Then her thoughts started to go wild. Ok, this is insane!! What kind of rules did they follow in Tom's mad head? Who did he think he was....BLOODY KING ARTHUR????? This isn't the middle ages for Godrick's sake!! We're nearing the year 2000! Y2K for pity's sake!!! Why won't he just leave me alone??? Then he looked up and she caught the determined look in his eyes. "Fine..." She said. "Stay if you want. It makes no difference to me."
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-He stood and smiled down at her, then took his daughter's hand and made to leave.
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-As he reached the curtain, she stopped him.
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- "I'm sorry sir, but what is your name?"
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-To think for an entire month and a few days, she'd only addressed him as "Sir" and never by his name...
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- "Tristan, my Lady, Tristan MacLaughlin."
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-Duh...shoulda known it was Scottish...
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-She nodded and he left.
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- "Mummy?" Said Brit. "Who is he?"
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-Ginny stared down at her daughter, then at the still swinging curtain. "My knight." She said.
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-Later that same day:
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-Ginny had waited until Brit had gone down for her nap before she rounded on Aya and Remus. "How dare you!" She said glaring at the both of them. "How dare you assume that I wanted to see him!"
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- "Ginny-"
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- "Don't you Ginny me Remus! What? Wasn't what I've been through enough? Why am I still being tortured by these insistent memories? Why are you doing this to me?!" Her pupils were dilated and she seemed to star at someone not in the room. "Why are you doing this to me?!" She asked again. Tears began to leak down her face. "Why can't you just leave me alone? Let me die already!"
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-Remus shook her by the shoulders. "Ginny! Ginny!" When she didn't respond to him, he shouted over his shoulder for the nurse. "POPPY! POPPY!"
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-Madame Pomfrey cane running into the little alcove and forced a dreamless sleep potion down her throat. As Ginny slumped against the pillows, the nurse turned to Remus and Aya with a worried look.
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- "I think we should move her to a private room... the one at the end of the infirmary." She said pointing.
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-Remus nodded and lifted Ginny's limp form in his arms and walked the short distance to the private room. Laying her down, he looked around. It was more like a bedroom than anything else. The bed wasn't a hospital bed, but a four-poster canopy bed and there was a vanity and a desk and a window...she'd feel right at home here...good...
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-He turned and stared at the two women by the door, one who had delivered him into this world and the other who had been his salvation... "I don't know what happened... She was talking to us one moment, and then the next..."
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- "I don't think she's fully recovered mentally..." Aya said staring at the girl in the bed. "I think that in her mind, she's still locked in that castle with Him."
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- "You might be right... What we need is something to bring her here, to put her mind at ease..." Poppy said.
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- "Well...It could be...I was thinking that..." He paused not sure how they would look at it.
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- "Spit it out boy!" Poppy said.
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- "It's just... her family... they've been wanting to see her, maybe we could have them visit." Remus looked up at them.
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- "I don't now Remus, I don't know that their reaction to her situation would be a healthy one..." Poppy said. "I know that they are dying to see her, but my concern is for Ginny..."
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- "Come on Poppy, if things start going south, then we can pull them out."
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-She sighed. "Fine! Far be it for me, you know, the nurse to know what's best for her patient..."
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-Remus seemed to ignore that comment from her lips. He smiled and hugged her. "Thanks Poppy. If that doesn't do it, I don't know what will."
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-A/N: ARGH! I hate the way this chapter ended, but I couldn't think of any other way to close it up, so...yeah... im so very sorry that this chapter literally sucked ass.
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-Next G-Chap: Ginny's family comes for a visit, but is the result what Remus and Aya were looking for?
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-Next H-Chap: How does Hermione take to the news?
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- Sorry for the weird markup...don't know what happened here...
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- And sorry for the shortnss...but i just had to get this part out...i don't even like this chapter...it makes me hurl.
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