A/N: Stream-of-consciousness. Yep.
Unscripted, II
Imperious
And, Ginny, darling, trust me.
But I'm afraid, Tom.
Don't be, love. Just listen to me and you'll be my queen.
Promise?
Promise.
Midnight walks – watch out for the teachers; don't step on Mrs. Norris's tail (We don't want to be found out). Just be careful, and don't touch your face with those fingers – we don't want to get blood all over ourselves, now do we?
No, we don't.
That's right, Ginevra.
And now we'll write it on the wall: "Enemies of the heir, beware". But we're not enemies, are we, pet?
No; no, we're not.
That's right. Just cooperate, and everything will be fine.
But, I'm afraid for Harry, Tom.
Still love him, do you?
Of course not! Just-
Just what, Ginevra?
Just nothing, Tom.
And we'll carve it into our souls – G&T, forever. Even if she doesn't want it. And there's curses (imperioimperioimperio!) and hate and love and life and death and voices and –