Chapter 4:
Ginny and Voldemort began their dinner in complete silence, broken only by the sound of a balding, pudgy servitor Voldemort introduced as Wormtail. Wormtail himself said nothing, but Ginny was curious about him, and his odd shuffling gait. Ginny was stealing herself up to ask about Cassandra, when Voldemort asked her about school.
"What house are you in? At Hogwarts?"
"I'm a Griffindor." She said, proudly, stiffening, waiting for the explosion.
"Loyalty and bravery are excellent qualities in a daughter." He said, thinking that finally he had someone who would not try to usurp his position, but would wait for it, as her right, he only had to turn her loyalty towards him.
"I'm not your daughter." She said. "I can't be. Mum and Dad are my parents. You are an evil wizard. I've met you. I know."
"You've met me? But I have not met you."
"Your diary." She said simply, not looking at him. She realized suddenly she wasn't hungry and pushed her plate her away. "I think I'm ready to go home now."
"Miranda..." Voldemort began.
"Ginny." She insisted.
"I refuse to call you that idiotic name." He said, controlling himself with effort.
"That idiotic name is mine. And you don't have to call me anything. You can send me home. Or you can kill me like you killed Cedric!" She said standing up so forcefully, she knocked her chair over.
"Who? Miranda, compose yourself! Do not act like a hag!"
"Cedric Diggory. The boy you killed the night of the tri-wizard tournament. Maybe wasn't important enough for you to remember. What's one more dead to you? You've killed hundreds of the wizards you claim to be working so hard for."
"You are behaving most unwisely if you believe what you're saying. This Diggory was an accident. I had no intention of killing anyone. I needed Potter."
Ginny shook her head, "No, you got around me once with your lies, but I won't listen to you again. You just want to hurt people."
"I hope that you'll feel better when you wake up." Voldemort said.
"I'm not staying here..." she began when Voldemort hit her with a sleeping spell. "Wormtail. Please put my daughter to bed and seal her in. Tomorrow is another day to reshape the world."
(Sorry, it's so short. I intended it to go a different way, but it didn't.)
