"You...want me to kill her sir?" Lucius said trembling at the knees of his master. Tom reclined his chair a moment, obviously deep in thought. He then smiled...a fire glowed in his eyes giving off pure evil.
"No...bring her to me, I'll do it. Or perhaps..." he said with another thoughtful look on his face. "Perhaps she does not have to be killed after all. That girl has a sense of power about her, a type of radiant fire that could be useful. If she could be turned...yes she would be one of the most powerful people who ever lived. If I could only convince Virginia to become my wife, my Dark Mistress." He smiled at the thought of it. "However," he said harshly, coming out of his reverie. "If she refused, she must be killed, and I will take great joy in that also. Either way, I get what I want."
"Yes master, I will lead Miss Weasley to you and destroy the time turner." He said rising from his bent form.
"Get back down! I did not say you could get up! Now listen to me. I have a much better idea how to work this all out. You destroy her time turner, I have someone else in mind who can bring her to me."
"But my lord-I can certainly bring her to you, it will be no prob-"
"SILENCE! Fool, it is not a question of your worthiness. However, I know someone who Virginia trusts more thus making it much easier for me to do this."
"Yes master. But how shall I get her time turner?"
"Fool! Don't bother me with such petty details, figure out a way...and do not fail me. Is that clear?" The man leaned forward and starred viciously at the man kneeling before him.
"Yes master. May I add one more thing?"
"What?" Tom said venomously.
"It's Potter, I think he's onto us."
Flashback
James and Sirius had noticed something very odd about the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. (Before Ginny arrived). Frequently in class Lucius Malfoy would fall asleep and the Professor would think nothing of it. Professor Riddle would often call Lucius up to his desk and discuss things with him while the rest of the class was reading silently. Lucius even got better grades than Lily, who studied religiously without sleep sometimes. He was the only one who ever surpassed her in anything. And James knew he was always snogging Narcissa in a broom closet. ("Honestly James! Put the map away! I don't want to know what my evil cousin is doing with Malfoy...BAD IMAGES! AGGH!")
James had noticed it all the time. He knew it had nothing to do with the Gryffindor prejudice that Riddle had. No, it was something much deeper than that. The other Slytherins did not get called up to his desk. James had considered favoritism, but no...there was something else. He was sure. He had considered an affair, ("James...oh my god, you have a sick mind! Do you know what that's like coming from me? Me who is supposed to be way sicker! What's wrong with you?! MORE BAD IMAGES!") but that seemed unlikely. They weren't giggly or anything like that. It looked more serious. Besides what would Narcissa think?
James told Sirius (some of this is in chapter five if you want to check it out, it's filling you in on what James and Lucius were saying before Ginny and Lily turned up) that Lucius was definitely up to something. They confronted him that day. James felt somewhat more confident having kissed Lily in the Common Room before.
At breakfast, he and Sirius strode over to the Slytherin table, where Lucius has been chatting with some of his friends/sidekicks. James tapped him on the shoulder.
"What do you want Potter?" he sneered, looking over his shoulder briefly to identify the offender.
"Well Malfoy, I want to know about what you and Professor Riddle?" James said leaning on Sirius's shoulder, which proved to be too high up for him so he let his arms hang. Lucius's eyes opened slightly, but returned to normal before anyone could notice. Oh my god? Could he know about the Dark Lord's plan? Does he know about the Chamber of Secrets, does he know about everything? Oh...nonsense, Lucius thought before answering. There is no way for anyone to find out. Now with the spell we conjured up. He looked back at James.
"Don't know what you mean," he said glaring at them.
"Oh I think you do...explain your grades."
"I'm not explaining anything to you, Potter." He said and turned around. He felt the butt of a wand get pushed into the back of his neck. "I think you will," James hissed, angered slightly about the lack of cooperation. He was going to get this thing sorted. No one would out-do his soon-to-be girlfriend and get away with it.
"Maybe I study, unlike you I don't stay out all night hanging with my buddies," he sneered.
"Don't feed me that crap Malfoy, everyone knows that you're snogging Black left and right." Lucius looked at Sirius a moment, with confusion. "I meant your girlfriend." He said pointing to Narcissa, who had crimped brown hair today. Usually it was a shiny blond, but in the last few weeks she had been trying spells out on her hair.
"And how would you know that Potter? Interested in my love life because you can't get your own."
"My love life has nothing to do with this, unlike your own."
"How does this concern my relationship with...Black's cousin." Lucius said turning around to look at her. She looked up from her conversation and waved at him and gave him small wink. She turned back to her chat.
"Because we know what you've been doing and that you don't deserve those grades."
"So what if I don't. It's not like you care about grades," he said snickering, as a bunch of Slytherins joined him.
"No I care about Lily's. She actually works hard for her grades, unlike you. That's why she doesn't go out with me, too busy studying."
"Well maybe if you had anything worth studying," Lucius said smiling. "Then maybe she'd go out with you." The Slytherins were in an uproar. James did not care.
"Listen, you really ought to cooperate unless you want to end up in a toilet! So, if you don't mind, Lucius," began James Potter drawing closer to him. Sirius grinned. And then James saw Lily being dragged by Ginny towards him. His hands immediately came to their usual spot: his hair. He began ruffling it, trying to straighten in so he could impress Lily, but to no avail. Sirius laughed; Lucius grimaced.
"Oh please Potter, you and your sidekick can confront me next time after you get over your little crush," he said rather loudly. "You sicken me, as well as the mudblood," he said eyeing Lily. He turned around, and returned to his seat. James and Sirius's faces took on looks of rage.
"Please, allow me Prongs," said Sirius. James raised his eyebrows, but then smiled and nodded. Sirius walked to where Lucius was sitting, a wicked grin on his face.
James, who was still standing where he was whispered to Lily and Ginny, "You two may want to get out of here. That is, if you don't like fights."
Sirius grab a handful of Lucius's robes and whirl him around. Before Lucius had a chance to react, Sirius began punching him hard in the face. Soon Slytherins around Lucius began to try to punch Sirius, but James came to his rescue. All the Gryffindors, as well as the Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws, ran over to the Slytherin table just in time to see Lucius scratch Sirius across his right cheek. Sirius turned bright red, and then pinned Lucius to the floor and began throwing wild punches anywhere his hands made contact.
All the students began to chant, "FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!" extremely loud. The Professors tried to make their way through the crowd, but there were way too many students in the way. Ginny made her way out of the crowd, still pulling Lily behind her. When she turned to face her, Lily's face was white with shock.
The teachers came running through the crowd to break up the fight. James could see Lucius being helped by Professor Riddle. Yes something definitely weird was going on. Ginny sensed it too obviously because he saw her shudder at the sight of him. (I did copy and paste some of this flashback, but then again it's the same event, so why shouldn't it be the same words? Or maybe I'm just lazy, but I think the flashback turned out all right.)
End Flashback
"Ah...so that was what that was all about. You were lucky I was there in time." Riddle said as he recalled the memory, only a few days previous.
"Yes master, but what do we do about Potter?"
"I'll dispose of him later. Have no fear." (Oooo! ::eerie music::)
Ginny returned to the castles later that evening, pleased with how the day had turned out. After she and Remus left the Jewelry store, they went back to the Three Broomsticks where the found Lily and some of her friends. Lily kindly offered Ginny to come along with her friends for the rest of the day. She also offered Remus (despite the giggles from her friends) but he politely declined. He said he had to meet up with the rest of the Marauders and left, but not before Ginny a quick wink. After he had done so, he had wondered to himself if that looked too flirtatious or weird. He smacked himself mentally and trudged through the snow to Zonko's Joke Shop.
Ginny was slightly disappointed Remus decided against coming with him. This made Ginny think a moment. I can' t believe this! I've been here only three days and I'm already crushing on someone! What would Harry think? And it's not anyone, it's my bloody professor! So...argued a small voice in your mind. You must admit he's cute. Come on Ginny, wake up. Those beautiful eyes, his pale complexion, the inner beast within. Ginny, he's a fox! Or rather a wolf. Ginny laughed slightly at her own pun. Oh but Ginny! You just kissed Harry a few days ago! You want to be disloyal...well it doesn't matter anyway. Because I don't like him. We're friends, if that. He probably sees me as a pest or something. Ginny thought slightly saddened at her own words. But he did ask you to come today...but only because he didn't want to hang with Peter...but that could have been a lie...but-
"Ginny! Hello?" Someone's hand waved rapidly in front of Ginny's blank eyes, snapping out of her thoughts.
"Uh-what?" Ginny said, slightly entranced from her daydream.
"Ginny, we're going to get going. You were just standing there, and your eyes looked all glassy like you were petrified or something. You ok?" Lily said to her.
"Uh yeah fine. I was just, yeah know – thinkin'," Ginny said straightening up her form.
"Well that must have been one deep thought. I wasn't sure if you had died." Lily said laughing slightly as the girls began towards the exit.
"Oh it was, it was."
The girls headed downs the street in search of shops with 'girl items.' The girls were in deep conversation on what they were going to do over winter vacation, which started the following day.
"Where are you going over vacation, Ginny?" one of the girls asked her as the walked down the street.
"Oh well, I sighed up to stay here, er-"she said thinking of an excuse. "Well I always go home for Christmas and there's all those noisy relatives and I decided to stay here. Just to see what it's like."
"Yeah," Lily said for her. "Ginny told me she has six brothers!" The girls went into an uproar.
"Six?"
"Are they cute?"
"How old are they?
"Don't you get tired of being the only girl?"
Ginny frowned slightly. "Yes, no not in my opinion, 17, 19, 19, 21, 22, and 24. (This means Bill was born in 72...and my story is supposedly take place in 67, all though it should really be 76, but Molly needs to be here! I said so)Yes, yes I do. Anymore questions?" Ginny said folding her arms.
"Oh come on Ginny," Lily said putting and arm around her friend. "They didn't mean to be nosy, they were just curious. Besides I'm staying too."
"Really?"
"Yeah, my sister is a real creep to me. I try to stay away from her as much as possible. Last time I went home for Christmas I found her trying to break my wand." Lily said frowning at the memory.
"Oh, good I'm not the only one."
"Certainly not. The 'golden' quartet has been staying since the fourth year. They can't stand being separated from each other. Before that Potter and Black would go to Potter's house and Remus and Peter would go to their own. I think Malfoy and Narcissa are staying, probably so they can snog without being caught their parents, and I'm pretty sure Narcissa's sister is staying too, Bellatrix. Not sure what she's doing. And I think a few Ravenclaws are too, don't know them though."
"Oh well, that is certainly refreshing," said Ginny, smiling.
"Oh look in here!" cried one of the girls pointing to a window. "It's a book, How to bewitch men, C'mon let's go in." The girls ran into the shop forgetting about the conversation.
After Ginny arrived back at Hogwarts she headed up towards the Owlery. She still had her coat on, she had not bothered to take anything off and she only stopped by the Common Room briefly to fetch some parchment and a quill. She needed to get this done.
When she arrived, quickly pulled out the tiny velvet box and starred admiringly at it. The small green bow on it gave the impression of a true Christmas Present. Ginny set down the piece of parchment in her hands down on a table where some owls were looking at her curiously. She took her time, neatly making every letter with her peacock feather quill. After a few minutes, she lifted up her paper and examined her work. She smiled at it admiringly and then quickly rolled it up. She however found a problem when she had nothing to seal it up with. Out of desperation Ginny yanked a red ribbon out of her hair and tied it around her letter.
She wandered over to a handsome looking barn owl that was brown with white patches on his feathers. Ginny tied the note and present to the owl's feet and lead him towards the window. He quickly leapt off and headed towards the Gryffindor tower. Ginny leaned out the window, her chin leaning on her hands and sighed slightly. After a moment or two she quickly exited the Owlery and went back to her dorm.
Four days passed of the holiday break before Christmas arrived. (Aggh! I skipped over four WHOLE days!) Ginny mostly wandered the castle aimlessly in search of interesting things to do. A few time she would accidentally open a door of an empty classroom and find some Ravenclaws making out. Sometimes during the evening she's watch James, Sirius, Remus and Peter have a snowball fight, in which Peter was always soaked to the bone with snowballs. Lily often played games, and tried spells on her hair. Sometimes she was still wrapping Christmas presents last minute. Ginny often would just try to be by herself to give her time to think.
On Christmas Eve, Ginny slowly got into bed, but she did not feel tired in the least. Whenever she wasn't tired, Ginny tried thinking something happy and on most occasions in would make her sleepy and she'd fall asleep in the middle of her happy memory. Ginny racked her brains. Remus she thought. I had so much fun with him today, I only wish...that he did too. Oh Ginny, Ginny, Ginny, Ginny. He's too old for you much too old. You can't possibly be falling for him. Besides it's not even the one you know. If you start falling for him now, it'll be the same in the future. Besides she thought. He could never return your feelings. Why bother? She thought of the first time she ever saw him.
Flashback
Ginny was in her second year, on the train to Hogwarts. She was somewhat nervous, remembering the events that had happened last year. She was in a compartment with some second year Ravenclaws who were all chatting amongst themselves, except for one dirty blond girl who was sitting in the corner humming to herself. (I'll give you one guess who that is). Ginny kept to herself thinking of everything. She wondered if everyone still blamed her for the basilisk and everything. She wondered if her friends would be funny around her at school. She wondered if Harry would EVER notice she was alive. Interrupting her thoughts the train screeched to a halt. Ginny's luggage came crashing down, as well as the other girls. They started yelling and complaining... "I can't believe this! I had a whole new set of quills in there!" one said.
"Aww my poor baby," said another gently stroking a small tabby cat. "She's scared."
The girl with blondish hair looked up briefly but said nothing about her luggage that was sprawled all over the floor with the rest of the girls. Ginny also didn't say anything, too shy to include herself in the conversation. Suddenly the lights went out and they were plunged into darkness.
The girls began screaming, and Ginny panicked. She had to find Ron. He would protect her. Being closest to Ron she ran to him rather than Percy, Fred or George. She slid open the compartment door, tripping over a few things and then feeling her way down the dark hallway.
Ginny, put her hands along the wall, terrified. She heard footsteps far off, as if something were getting on the train. She began running, keeping her hand against the wall. She remembered Ron's compartment had been further down. She saw someone moving up ahead of her. Who was that? She saw the figure stop and turn into a compartment. She ran to where the figure was. Perhaps this was Ron's. She opened the compartment door and quickly crashed into someone.(Note: The next part of this taken directly from the chapter 'The Dementor' in book three. I have done my research.)
"Who's that?"
"Who's that?" Ginny said, panicked.
"Ginny?" the voice asked. She'd know that voice anywhere.
"Hermione?" she said.
"What are you doing?"
"I was looking for Ron," she confessed.
"Come in and sit down," Hermione said as Ginny hesitantly took a step past her and tried to sit in the seat closest to the door. She was about to sit down when a voice called to her, "Not here! I'm here!" It was Harry! Ginny blushed crimson, but she was lucky it was so dark and no one saw it. Ginny hurried past and then stepped on something.
"Ouch!" It was Neville. He must have been the figure she had seen outside the compartment.
"Quiet!" a hoarse whisper said suddenly. Ginny fell into her seat at once. Who is that? Ginny pondered. It sounds like no student I've ever heard. Suddenly a small light filled the compartment. Before her was a man. Somewhere in his mid-thirties Ginny guessed. He had misty blue eyes, and graying brown hair that fell messily onto his tired face. Ginny smiled slightly at the sight of him, though she had no idea who he was.
"Stay where you are," he said to them and he got to his feet. He approached the compartment door. Ginny watched him carefully as he approached. He slid the door open. Ginny saw it. It was awful. It stood tall in a black coat that concealed its face. Disgusting hands came out from under the robes, they were rotten and scabbed. Ginny shivered. It starred right at Harry. Suddenly Ginny heard something.
Virginia...Virginia darling. Come to me, don't fight Virginia.
No...it was Tom. But how could it be? It kept going.
Ginny, my dear...don't you want to come see me? Don't you love me anymore Ginny? Why did you dispose of my diary Ginny? Oh Ginny, you little brat, how dare you? How dare you shun me? After all I have done! GINNY ARE YOU LISTENING!
Ginny's head swam. She shut her eyes in hopes the room would stop spinning, but she felt and awful feeling in her cut as if someone plunged a knife deep inside her that burned like fire. Ginny grabbed her stomach and whimpered slightly. How could this be happening?
Virginia, don't disrespect me! No wonder your family hates, Harry Potter hates you, why...I HATE YOU!
"NO!" Ginny screamed aloud and unconsciously.
Ginny, you have petrified those mudbloods. You...you...YOU!
He laughed, and laughed. His maniacal laughter rung in her ears. She tried to cover them with her hands but it only got louder. She shook her head violently.
"GO AWAY!" She shouted.
I'll never go away Ginny...never, never ever...
More laughing, high pitched. Cold shivers were sent up her back as she felt hot tears run down her face. She was drowning in his laughter, drowning so slowly. "No!" she repeated, but it wouldn't stop. It was as if...he was there right now. The tears continued pouring more heavily now, as she tried to scream, but no sound came out. She felt someone's hands reach her shoulders and shake her shoulders. Her eyes flew open.
"Tom-"she managed to say in a choked whisper. But this was not Tom, it was the man, the man she had seen in the compartment, his lovely eyes filled with worry and his strong hands on her shoulders.
"No, I'm your new Professor." He said calmly. Ginny looked around for Tom. She saw Ron and Hermione leaning over Harry, who was on the floor, and Neville shaking in the corner, completely paled.
"But-he was here-laughing-laughing at me!" Ginny tried to yell, but it came out as only a whisper, her throat still burning with tears.
"Please calm down Ginny, I promise no one is going to hurt you," he said pushing a strand of her red hair off her face.
"How do you know my name?" Ginny finally said.
"I heard her," he said gesturing to Hermione's bent form over Harry. "Call you that. What is that short for?"
"Ginevra..." Ginny said breathlessly.
"Well Ginerva, don't worry. You're safe as long as I'm around." Ginny looked into his eyes. He's so...caring so, understanding, so warm. "Thank you," she said.
"Here," he said bending over to pick something up. "Have some, it will make you feel better." He handed her a piece of chocolate. She smiled and took a nibble, and indeed it did make her feel slightly warmed. They turned to see Harry thrashing slightly on the floor.
"Well it appears he has awakened." He said to her. "One moment," he said as he went over to Harry, chocolate still in his hands.
"Harry! Harry! Are you all right?" Hermione said slapping his face. But Ginny's eyes lingered on Lupin, and he caught them briefly. Then he looked at Harry again. Ginny sighed and couldn't help but think my hero.
End Flashback
Ginny smiled at that thought, as she tossed slowly in her bed as she fumbled with her covers. She didn't usually eat chocolate much before then, but after it had become her favorite candy. He was the only one who seemed to care about her on that train. She sighed slowly. No one cared what she heard only what Harry did heard. That year Remus had given him special lessons using a boggart in place of a dementor. She frowned, she would have desperately gone to those lessons, but she figured he was too busy to care about her. But he did care! He cared on the train didn't he? And besides your boggart doesn't turn into a dementor it turns into...she stopped as she thought of something else.
Flashback
It was the summer before Ginny's fourth year at Hogwarts, when she had spent time at 12 Grimmwald Place for the summer. The summer when she had learned of the Order of the Phoenix. Luckily, Hermione had told her everything the grown-ups decided she was too young to know. She remembered one humid day in July when her mum was making lunch. Today, Professor Lupin, Mundungus Fletcher and a few more Order members had come over to eat there. Ginny was pretty sure there was no special occasion, but it seemed like maybe there was. It didn't matter. She was felt alone in the great big house. Ron, Hermione and Harry always together, Harry frequently screaming at them. The grown-ups obviously had no desire to talk to her unless she did something wrong. Fred and George, well, they were practically one person. They rarely bothered with Ginny. So she was alone mostly.
That day she had wondered around the large house in search of something interesting. She went up several flights of winding steps. When she finally reached the top she decided to have a look around. Her steps creaked across the floorboards. Clouds of dust spread every time she put her foot down. It was apparent no one had been up here for years. She found one door, with a rather interesting looking knob. It was a brass knob in the shape of a snake's head. Ginny touched the knob and a turned it slowly. As she pushed it open the door creaked. She looked inside.
Everything was covered in dust. There was a large king-sized bed pushed up against the wall. It had forest green sheet on them. It also had a green canopy above it. There was a large wooden bureau directly in front of her, with beautiful carvings in the door. She took a hesitant step in and got a better look around. To her right was a desk, a desk with odd instruments on them and old photographs. They were moving of course. Young couples, little children. None of the pictures had anyone over twenty in them. She continued looking around. The floor was cherry wood, with a large green carpet, with an unusual shape on it. It looked sort of like a snake. Only there was no face. Ginny took a few more steps inside the room. It was indeed a lovely room. Very old-fashioned, which was Ginny's style. She glanced at the bureau. Such beautiful markings she had thought. She walked over to it. Her hand brushed against the carvings. She noticed the designs were very snake like...she traced it with her hand, when suddenly the doors swung open and knocked Ginny onto the green snakish rug.
Remus Lupin was down stairs, sitting at a table reading a book that Hermione had given him. She said it was perfect for him. And of course it was, all successful stories about werewolves. It made him smile a little to know, he wasn't a failure just because he was a werewolf. He wasn't exactly sure where everyone was at the moment. He assumed the kids were all together and that perhaps the other Order members had left. He sighed to himself. It was quite dull...
"Oh my god! Help somebody, please!" He looked up from his book to hear a voice from upstairs. Very far upstairs. It was a familiar voice but he couldn't pinpoint who it was.
"Did somebody scream?" Harry asked walking down the hallway followed by Hermione and Ron.
"I thought so, but I don't hear anything now –"
"No! Please don't, Please go away! Somebody help me!" They glanced at each other, and were suddenly bolting up the stairs. Remus was at the head, Harry closely behind him and Ron and Hermione at the tail. The screaming continued and Remus soon realized it was a girl and she must be at the top. They were all out of breath when the finally got to the last.
"No, not again. STOP IT PLEASE!" suddenly a deafening thump was heard. They ran to the door. Right now, they could hear several other people coming up the stairs, obviously alarmed at the noise they had heard. Remus swung open the old door and looked at the sight before him. A boy, probably sixteen years old, with dark hair and green eyes was standing over a girl. The girl was curled up into a ball, sobbing, her flaming, red hair cascaded over her shoulders. Ginny Weasley. But who was - ?
Harry peaked his head from behind the door to see what was happening. His face whitened at what he saw. A lump formed in his throat. He choked out the words 'Tom Riddle.'
All Ginny could remember was Tom. His eyes, his laugh. How they frightened her so. She told him he was gone, the diary was destroyed. But he had it in his hands. How? Her head swam. She felt dizzy and sick to her stomach. How could this be happening? She collapsed into a heap sobbing. She heard footsteps come up the stairs. Would they make it in time? Tears streamed down her face, she could barely see, barely think. The door swung open and a thunderous voice said 'Riddikulus' and laughing was gone. She continued crying. She heard however it was advance toward her and get on the knees. She felt the need to grab whoever it was and cry into their chest. And she did just that. She thought it was Ron, most likely. He stroked her hair with his hand, but said nothing. She could hear several pairs of footsteps approach her.
"Oh thank god it was just a boggart," it was Hermione's relieved voice only a few feet away from here.
"Harry, was that – you-know-who?" That was Ron's voice. Was she hugging Harry? Dear God, that would be embarrassing.
"Just as well be. It was Tom Riddle." Ginny sobbed at the name. However, Harry's voice came from behind her. Then who the hell was she hugging? Finally he spoke.
"Was Ginevra the one who was taken to the Chamber of Secrets?" She knew that voice. Professor Lupin! He always called her Ginevra, like he called Tonks, Nymphadora. She gave a small gasp and quickly backed away from him wiping her eyes with her sleeves. She didn't hear Harry say a simple 'yes.' She felt so embarrassed she quickly got up, without looking at him, and headed out the door.
End Flashback
(Quick Note: I wrote this awhile ago and I completely forgot...it's similar to the chapter 'The Woes of Mrs. Weasley' where we see Mrs. Weasley's boggart. Yes, I completely forgot. Now normally after seeing the similarity I would have removed this part of the story but then I thought. Perhaps...like mother, like daughter. Perhaps this happening to Ginny, symbolizes the connection between Molly and Ginny. Besides, I do like how I wrote it. I wouldn't want to take it out :D)
Ginny then realized, she never thanked him. Ginny shifted in her sheets as she thought about that time. It had happened after her mother's incident with the boggart. Most people assumed the boggart moved upstairs into the bureau Ginny had found later. They didn't seem to make that big of fuss about it, they definitely seemed more worried about her mothers. It didn't bother Ginny really, because she knew her mother's fear was far worse than her own. Or in her eyes it was. However, someone who did seem rather worried about her was Professor Lupin. After that, he seemed to look after her more. He'd frequently ask her how she was doing, or if she felt ok, whenever he came over. And when she had returned to Hogwarts for her 4th year, he had escorted her and Ron on the Knight Bus.
But then again...she argued, he was concerned with a lot of people. He had always been there for Harry, especially during the whole 'Dementor' thing. Hermione had told her about her boggart that she had to face in her third year when Hermione stayed over for the Quidditch Cup. Hermione had stated Professor Lupin had also been very helpful to her. So perhaps, he was just being nice, and after all he was friends with her mum. So maybe...he didn't care all that much. Ginny pondered for several hours before she fell asleep to her own ramblings.
Remus awoke early in morning. His eyelids fluttered open slowly to reveal the whitish light coming in through the bedroom window. A blanket of snow covered the ground. He smiled to himself slightly. He pulled off his bed sheets and quickly made his bed. As he began to finish up, he heard Sirius stir in the bed to his right. He quickly slipped on his slippers and walked over to his friend.
"Hey Padfoot," he whispered. Sirius rolled onto his side. "Hmm..." he mumbled his eyes still closed. "Happy Christmas," Remus said brightly. He waited a second. Then Sirius's eyes opened. He seemed fully awake all of a sudden. He ripped his sheets off and tore out of his bed. He started singing Christmas Carols as he hastily woke everyone up. Remus rolled his eyes, but grinned.
"IT'S CHRISTMAS!" He shouted as he pranced around in his pajamas. "HARK THE HERALD ANGEL SING GLORY TO THE NEW PRESENTS!" and "OH PRESENT NIGHT! THE PRESENTS WERE SO SHINY!" (If you are Christian you know those are 'Hark the herald angel sing, glory to the newborn king' and 'oh holy night, the stars are brightly shining' I'm sorry I didn't know any British songs, oh well) After he had finished waking up all his dorm mates he quickly scrambled over to his presents and began ripping them open. James and Peter followed the same suit. All had one thing on their mind: Presents.
Remus approached his small stack of presents. He sat down beside them and admired the colorful wrappings on each. He took a present off the top and neatly began to unwrap it. It was from his mum and dad. The had sent his a new quill and a book entitled, 'Good Study Habits.' He read his parents card and smiled.
Dear Remus,
Oh honey, we miss you so much. We're so proud of you and your O.W.L. test results. You make us so proud honey. All though we know you're doing well, I thought perhaps you might require this book since you run around with James all the time. I do hope you're all right my son. Has Poppy been taking good care of you? I hope to hear from you soon. We love you so much.
Love,
Mum and Dad
Remus carefully put the first present aside, making a mental note to send his mother a thank you card. He reached for his next present but before he could, he felt an arm wrap around his neck.
"Moony! You shouldn't have!" said Sirius, while he gave his friend an affectionate noogie.
"No problem Padfoot." He said smiling.
"How did you know this was just what I wanted?" He said holding up a small black book.
"I had a feeling." As we all know Sirius is a ladies man. Who can resist him, with that fabulous smile and black hair? That boy is devilishly handsome. So how does he hold all those phone numbers? Well he didn't. But Remus, the practical boy he is, thought that Sirius could have his own little address book. Sirius ran back to his own presents and continued tearing the paper off them. Remus reached for his second present. This one was from James. It was a plush wolf that said 'Lighten up Moony,' in a cute, squeaky voice every time he squeezed the belly.
Moony,
This reminded me of you...decided to try a little spell on it. Hope it works. And I hope it teaches you a message you-PREFECT! Heh...have a good one.
Prongs
Remus smiled at the stuffed wolf. Despite he the fact he hated his condition, this was rather amusing. He gently put the plush wolf aside and went for the next present. His next present was but a sickle. A lonesome sickle that was stuck to the back of a piece of parchment.
Remus,
Couldn't think of anything to buy, so you can buy something with that.
Wormtail
Remus chuckled. Peter always managed to do lame things for Christmas. It wasn't like he didn't have money, he just didn't care as much like the others did. Remus put the sickle in the pocket of his pajamas. He went for a fourth present. And this one was from Sirius. It was a bottle of golden cologne that had a large red ribbon on it. It had a note attached.
Oi Moony,
I know how shy you are with the ladies and I figured this might help. The person selling it guaranteed it would help you get a girlfriend. It is 'parfum de l'amour' whatever that means. (A/N: It's the Fragrance of Love in French. Mais oui!) Anyway, do us all a favor and get female companion ok? Good. Happy Christmas!
Padfoot
Remus starred at the bottle. Not only had he never worn cologne but he, had never had a girlfriend. He was too self-conscious about his lycanthropy. He took off the gold cap as sniffed it. It smelt kind of like after-shave and cucumbers mixed together. He put the cap back and put it next to the plush wolf and quill from his parents. A large heavy package was sitting at the foot of the pile with the brightest wrapping paper on it. He picked it up (mind you he had no easy time with it) A placed it in his lap. He discovered it was a heavy book, with a brown leather cover on it and the golden letters printed on it: A Prefects Guide to Hogwarts. He flipped open the first page and scrolled down looking for the copyright. 1887. He took out the card.
Remus,
After you spend all that time with Potter and Black I don't want you to end up with out a Prefects' badge. It seems very old, but if you consider how long Hogwarts has been around, it might be quite useful. Well I do hope you like it, it's just something I thought you could use. Mind you if you read it. Don't use it as a paperweight Remus! Well best wishes and Happy Holidays.
Your fellow prefect,
Lily
He laughed slightly after reading her card, particularly at the part about the paperweight. He hadn't noticed that James was starring at the card from behind him.
"Oi! Evans didn't get me anything!" he said sounding offended. "And she even kissed me! Moony...have you been snogging Evans behind my back?"
"Certainly not," he said. "Does this look like something I'd get after being snogged?" He said holding up the book. James took the book and examined it. He flipped through the book checking for any secret love notes. When he had fully inspected the book he handed it back to Remus.
"All clean. You're free to go." He said as Remus put his book down next to a bottle of cologne. "Now as for my present," he began. And then he pulled his friend into a bear hug.
"Oh Moony you ol' dog you. How did you know this was what I wanted." James said letting go of his friends, and holding up the thing in his hands.
"You made it far too obvious Prongs." He was starring at a picture of Lily kissing James from the other day. Previously he had a regular picture of Lily in it, but after the events of the preceding day he figured James would like it better. A fourth year kid gave him a copy of it for a galleon. He watched Lily pull James off the couch, star at him a moment and then kiss him fiercely inside a black oval frame that have a golden trimming.
"Moony, how did you get this picture?" he said, as he turned the frame back at himself and smiled at it.
"Fourth year was taking pictures that day...happen to catch this on film. He let me have a copy."
"Thanks a load, Moony!" he said, still grinning stupidly at the frame. Remus began to rise from his position to get his presents and put them safely away, when James pulled on his shirt. "Moony, there's another gift for you." Remus followed James's pointed hand to a tiny black box on the floor with a green bow on it.
"Oh, must have missed that one," he said as he picked it up. James glided back over to his bedside still admiring his picture, frequently hugging it to his chest or kissing it. (GET A ROOM!) Remus carefully examined the box before opening it. When it did he found a small silver chain with a circular silver piece hanging at the bottom. He picked it up and looked closer. There was a...wolf on it? He sat back, slightly shocked. He then found a piece of parchment tied up with red ribbon. He slid the red ribbon off and unfurled the note. It was written in beautiful script.
Dear Remus,
I know you do not know me well, but I felt this was made for you. And even though I don't know you like some of your friends know you, I still feel particularly close to you anyway. I do hope you like what I picked out for you. I know silver can be bad for you, but I figured how could a necklace hurt...unless you swallow it of course. So don't swallow it. (In response to DarkAngel31, I though it was only silver bullets, but I could be wrong. But in this story, Remus is not going to die from wearing the necklace :D) Anyway I just wanted to tell you how much you mean to me and what a special person you are. Do have a Happy Christmas. I shall if you do.
Best wishes,
Anonymous
Remus starred at the card. Someone knows I'm a werewolf...but-who? He reread the card a few times, before setting it aside. How could anyone know? Well James and Sirius figured it out in their second year, I don't think it would be too hard for someone else. Maybe Lily? No she got me a present. Riddle knows...but then again so all the teachers. Besides I doubt if they'd get me a present. He starred a few moments more, completely baffled by the whole situation. Someone knows, but they obviously don't care less, that I'm a...well beast. He decided to think about it later, partially because everyone was getting dressed and partially because at night he'd have more time to think. He removed the small silver chain from box and slipped it around is head. He fiddled with the charm between his fingers, gazing at it admiringly. Suddenly, Peter approached him, already dressed.
"What's that?" he said pointing, as Remus stuffed the charm inside his shirt.
"Nothing," he said quickly, rising to his feet.
"Didn't look like nothing," Peter said leaning over, inquisitively.
"Look, I have to get dressed. Can I have some privacy?" he said slightly irritated by Peter's persistence.
"Fine," Peter said, as he left the room with a huff. Remus heard him say, "Looks like someone's got his period."
Ginny woke to the sound of tearing. She pushed the covers over off herself and stretched her arms over her head, after giving a large yawn.
"Good morning, Sunshine," said a voice from the corner. Ginny's eyes wearily moved over to the sound of the person's voice. It was Lily. She was sitting cross-legged on the floor, with her pajamas still on. Ginny rubbed her eyes and let out another yawn.
"Good morning to you to," she said groggily getting out of bed.
"Well," Lily implored. "Are you going to open your presents or do I have to open them for you?" she said crossing her arms over her chest.
"Presents?" Ginny said turning around to the pile of gifts near her bed. "For me?" She said looking at Lily.
"Of course for you! It's CHRISTMAS!" Lily shouted happily. "Now open up those presents, before I steal them from you," she added. Ginny scampered over to the presents, gazing at them. She hadn't expected any presents, because none of her old friends and family were around to give her any. She quickly grabbed the thing on top. It was a letter. She flipped it open.
Dear Miss Weasley,
I would like to inform you of some good news I have. I sent a letter to the Ministry explaining your situation. They are currently working on a solution. They think, by placing an extremely complex reversal charm on your time turner, and having you recreate your arrival it will send you forward in time instead of back. They are still working on the charm. Take good care of that time turner. We need that one for it to work. Have a Happy Christmas.
Professor Dumbledore
Ginny's lips curled into a broad smile. She was going to go home! She would see her mum, and brothers and Harry again! She'd get to see her room and her books and her clothes. Everything that had once belonged to her. She placed the note onto her bed and looked at her next present.
She opened the next parcel to find it was a box of charmed toiletries, like hairbrush that could brush hair itself and hairspray that only loosened with a spell. She had seen it in a store a few days before, on the Hogsmeade trip. She removed the card on it.
Dear Ginny,
I saw you eyeing these the other day. I thought it would nice gesture if I got them for you. I do hope you like them. Happy Christmas! I hope you enjoy the Christmas Feast, it's marvelous.
Your friend,
Lily
Ginny couldn't stop a huge grin spread across her face. She ran over to Lily who was currently unwrapping a present from one of her friends.
"Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!" Ginny said hugging Lily around the shoulders. "I love them," she said finally releasing them.
"Well I'm glad you're pleased. I saw you oggling those things. I figured you'd like them," she said kindly.
"I'm so sorry I didn't get you anything-" Ginny started.
"Don't sweat it. Believe me, I have too much stuff already. Friendship is good enough. Now shoo! Open the rest of your presents!"
Ginny ran to the pile of her presents. The remaining ones were from Lily's friends and bunk mates. One girl had gotten Ginny magical make-up, explaining the reason she got it was because Ginny most likely became much of a tom-boy from being surrounded by so many guys. Another had gotten Ginny an orange shit and white skirt, saying how Lily told her that those were Ginny's favorite colors. Ginny also got a few fictional books, new quills, stationary and candy (given to her by Lily's mum). When Ginny was down to the last present she couldn't figure out who could possibly be giving her anymore presents.
She picked up the gift and carefully tore the paper off. She found a book, not just any book, but a diary. Ginny panicked slightly. The cover was made of Red Leather and on the front in glistening Golden letters it had G.M.W. Ginny looked thoughtfully at her new present and pondered slightly.
Could this be from Tom? Let me check the note...Ginny frantically searched for a card but had no such luck. There was no note with the diary.Oh god, but no...he wouldn't pull the same thing again would he? Ginny carefully opened the diary. They looked fairly ordinary. Ginny decided to try it out. She took one of her new quills and dipped it in some ink. She wrote:
Hello, I am Ginny...
She starred at her words. She waited at least a minute but the letters did nothing. They did nothing but dry. Ginny let out a sigh of relief.No one wrote back. It was an ordinary muggly diary. She continued writing in the brand new diary.
Tom Riddle was sitting in his office, bent over a book when words appeared on his page.
Hello, I am Ginny...
There was a pause, no writing for several seconds and then:
I am a sixth year at Hogwarts. I just came here recently. I really miss Ron, Hermione and especially Harry. Not to mention Colin and all my other friends I left behind. But I was very lucky to meet Lily Evans. She's really nice, a lot like Hermione. She's a prefect like Hermione is. I met some of her friends too. They were fairly nice too. Not to mention Remus, who I'm not quite sure if I like yet. I feel as though I'm betraying Harry. But Harry is so far away...not in distance but another way. I can't help it though. What does it matter? Remus doesn't like me, he didn't get me anything for Christmas. I suppose me and Lily should be heading down for breakfast. She said the food here was quite excellent, and I mean so far it has. Bye for now
Ginny
Tom laughed, a hollow dry laugh and reclined his chair before closing the book. He had tricked dear Miss Weasley once again. And now he'd know everything, and he could easily use it against her. He grinned inwardly to himself and folded his hands after shutting the book. On the front of his own book it read: The Secret Life of G.M.W. He heard a knock on the door.
"Come in," he said unusually pleased. Lucius Malfoy, stepped into his office, with a piece of paper in his hand. He looked triumphant.
"I have found a way capture Weasley's time turner sir," he said sweeping into a bow.
"And..." Tom said, slightly annoyed someone would bother him for something so petty.
"And sir I require a book from the library, in the Restricted Section," he said, his voice coming down to a whisper.
"Ah," Tom said with realization. "Very well, bring the slip here." Lucius handed Tom the note. Tom read over it briefly and quickly scribbled his signature on the form. Before handing it back to his student, he looked at it in deep thought.
"Most Potente Potions...hmm. What are you planning Malfoy?" he said, slightly intrigued by the young boy.
"Polyjuice Potion sir,"
"Oh fine idea, excellent. Who do you plan on changing into?"
"Black, I got one of his hairs on me the other day when we were fighting. Figured it would save me the trouble of pulling it out myself." Lucius said looking quite pleased with himself.
"Very good," he said turning his swiveling chair away from Malfoy after handing him the slip. "You may go now." Tom said, as he signaled for him to leave with a wave with his hand. Lucius immediately gave a quick bow and headed towards the door. Tom's eyes rested on his book that kept him in contact with Ginny.
"Wait!" he said turning the chair around to find Lucius's form stopped in the middle of the room. He slowly turned around. "Yes master," he said in a quivering voice.
"I must insist you use Lupin's hair. Virginia is much more fond of him," he said remembering the words she had just written.
"Yes master."
"Lucius-"a feminine voice said from behind the door. "Lucius, you promised we would-"Narcissa Black turned her head around door and starred a moment. Her Lucius was talking to Professor Riddle.
"Oh excuse me Professor, I'm so sorry." She said, blushing slightly. Tom smiled, slightly amused.
"Not a problem at all Miss Black, you may go Lucius, do have fun. And remember...get that done for me." Lucius quickly exited the room and left Riddle alone to his thoughts. He looked at his two-way diary again and smiled.
"Oh my darling Ginny, you have no Harry Potter to rescue you this time. This time, you won't get away."
Author's Note: This is my longest chapter ever. This chapter is longer than my entire diablo story. Hah go figure. Oh and by the way, the title seems a tad over-used. Can anyone think of a better one? Let me know. Anyway...AGGH! Goofed again! In this story we said Dumbledore was a teacher. I was just brushing up on my reading when Lupin says Dumbledore was the headmaster at Hogwarts. Aggh....Oh well, let's say my story is all twisted and wrong ok? YAY! Now let's ignore that petty detail and go on with the thank yous.
carosu: Thanks for your review. I'm glad you liked the story :D Here have a cookie! ::gives carosu a cookie:: YAY!
Lupinfan227: Glad you liked it. As you can see, this is when Ginny gives him the necklace, but of course he doesn't know that...yet. Thanks for your review, and I'm glad you liked plush Remus. He's such a cutie :D :D :D For this review i shall give you ...hmm I'm running out of stuff. You can have a real Remus! Right after I catch him! Oh Remus... ::Runs after him with a net:: And when i catch him you must share him with me :D ::continues running::
Pyrogurl4: Wow...you like cookies don't you? :D So do i, they kinda make me spastic that's why i don't each cookies when i write fanfiction :D So here have another for your amusing review :D ::gives pyrogurl4 yet another cookie::
DarkAngel31: You'll find out what Lupin was reading...eventually. But for now it remains a mystery. And now that i think about it, that tom plushy does sound like potter puppet pals. I haven't watched those in awhile. I think I'll go right after i update. Glad you liked the song, i didn't know it was on the X-files. Hey you learn something new everyday. Anyways thanks for another amusing review :D :D And normally as your prize I'd get you the real Tom, but i don't know, he might like vaporize my net or something. Oh well I can try. Oh Tom! ::runs after Tom with net:: I'll be back shortly with Tom :D
Yay!! We've already started chapter ten. It may take a few days to get up :D