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A/N: I made a bunch of changes including the plot. Ginny's birth parents were killed when she was 1 ½. You'll find out what happened in the gap between then and when the Weasley's found her.
Ginny lay on her bed after the feast. She couldn't get to sleep. Dressing quickly and quietly, she went to the Moaning Myrtle's bathroom. She pulled out the razor blade she had in her pocket. Slicing it across her ankle she wondered why she never felt the pain. Even when she first did it when she was 7. Did she perhaps have started when she was younger? In the time where she couldn't remember? She watched the blood trickle down her ankle and into the sink she was sitting on. She hated blood. She always had but she always seems to watcher her own drip. Blood. It was her weakness. She hated working in the infirmary because of it. There was usually blood. Most of the students are bleeding for one reason or another.
She put a simple healing charm on it and went back to her room. She lay down and fell asleep.
Ginny woke up in sweat and heavy breathing. The symbol on her stomach was burning. She looked around and found herself in the Hospital Wing. Draco, Pansy, Lykeon, Snape, and Madame Pompfry were staring at her.
"What was that about?" Pansy asked.
"What was what about?"
"You woke up everyone while you were sleeping. You screamed like your life depended on it. You cradled yourself in a ball like a scared child. Not only that but if Draco hadn't gone in, you would have burnt to death. Your powers went haywire and started a fire."
"I-I had a nightmare. That's all."
Ginny stepped out of the bed. Her symbol was still burning. She walked out and walked towards her room. Leaving the unconvinced people staring after her. She had in fact lied. It wasn't just a nightmare. She relived the moment when she had first received the symbol. Her house was burnt to ash, bodies, heads, and other parts were strewn across the ocean of blood her village had come. The pain of when she had the mark placed upon her skin was nearly unbearable. Now that it was burning she didn't know what to do.
She went to her room and looked for some balm. She put some on and got dressed. It was really amazing not one of her things actually burnt in the fire. It just gave off heat and smoke. She walked down to the Great Hall and took her space by Draco. People kept staring and pointing at her. She figured they heard about what happened. She ate her breakfast without catching the bait to engage in conversation with Draco, Pansy, and Lykeon. After finishing she got ready for the days classes.
Her teachers were genuinely shocked at how silent she was. She didn't make a sound from her mouth. Usually she was very outspoken. It was like that for the next week. When the teachers thought about it, they preferred her old self better. No matter how many times they had complained about her opinions, it made the classes interesting.
Draco began to worry. She wouldn't even talk to him. Or Pansy, or Lykeon. He even heard she skipped her Healing lessons with Madame Pompfry. When he asked her why she wanted to take them in the first place she said: "A part of me feels like I need to. Maybe to make something up that I don't know about."
He found Pansy and Lykeon. They decided they'd just confront her about it. They found her in her room brushing her hair with a dazed look in her eyes. She saw them in the mirror and her eyes hardened to their normal look.
"Ginny, tell us what's wrong. We can't help you if we don't know what's happening with you."
She stayed silent. They just stared at each other. Pansy, Lykeon, and Draco walked out of her room.
"Do you think she turned into a mute?" Pansy asked.
"It looks like it." Draco said.
"It seems possible." Lykeon said.
They all shook their heads knowing that isn't the problem. They went to see if Snape was still in with Dumbledore. The said the password(Pickled Lemon Drops) and went up. The door opened before they could knock. Snape, Dumbledore, Fudge, and Arthur Weasley just ended a meeting.
"What is it?" Dumbledore asked.
"Ginny. She won't say a thing. I don't think it was just a nightmare that she had last week. She won't even talk to us." Pansy supplied.
"Maybe she would tell us what it's about if we used a truth potion. Is that okay with you, Minister?" Snape asked.
"Yes. Let's go see if it works."
They met Snape in Ginny's room. She was staring out the window. Snape poured the potion into her mouth.
"Go ahead and try it." Snape said.
"Ginny, what did you dream about?" Lykeon asked.
She stared at him. She remained silent. Then she looked away.
"Ginny, what's my name?" Pansy asked.
Ginny looked at her with a bored stare. She turned towards the window and stood up. She walked out to her balcony. She closed her eyes.
If you think a truth potion will get anything out of me you're wrong.
Everyone looked around. She used telepathy.
"Why won't you tell us what happened in your dream?" Snape asked.
It's none of your business. My dreams belong to me alone. You have no right to know them.
"Ginny, just tell us something!" Lykeon said.
You're ultimately pathetic. There are more important things in the world then you. Some one has to die in order for another to live. Each day you live, another dies. You kill to survive. Why don't you just kill multiple people and let others live as well. It's your fate, your destiny. Whether you believe in it or not, fate is real and this is yours. You're a slave to life just like everyone else. Give up, and give in to the need to kill. A quote, from some one I once knew.
Everyone stared at her.
They then walked out of her room. It was unnerving about what she said. But what they didn't know that it was completely true. Death makes the world go round.
Ginny didn't attend dinner that night. Draco saw her sneaking into the Forbidden Forest as he went to take a walk outside. He followed her. She went deep into the forest. He wondered why centaurs hadn't come. He saw her stop and pick some flowers before continuing. Her followed her to a lake. She plucked off a petal one at a time and said a name then tossed it onto the lake. All of a sudden a bunch of spirits seemed to drift out of the petals. A lady with long, what he guessed was brown, hair walked up to her.
"My dear cousin. What is bothering you so much?"
"I don't know what to do. I'm afraid that they will come for me again. I don't know what will happen to the others here. For once I cannot offer council or advice."
"It is okay. If you go back you should be able to free yourself again. Just like the last time. And if you go back before they trace you, the people here won't die."
"I didn't like the way I escaped last time. It was terrible. They confused me so much."
"It's okay. Why don't you rest and let your Solone form come out."
"Okay, dear cousin."
Draco continued to watch and that's when he saw-
A/N: Cliffhanger! Oh well, hope you like it. Review please.
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