Voldemort's Curse
By Aeowin Chapter 1 The Dream
She lay on a cold stone floor and sensed him, in all of his evilness, coming towards her. She was frozen in fear, her only movement, a slight trembling. Her entire body was petrified, yet she could still move her eyes, though she had no control of them. Unwillingly, her eyes cut to her right as the Tom Riddle came closer.
"You will never help him, nor will any of your sons…" Suddenly, a hand struck out and clamped itself to her stomach. She felt a cold fire within her, and then it was gone…
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Ginny awoke with a start, still feeling that cold hand clutching at her stomach. Her sudden movement caused her husband to reach out a hand and pull her close against him.
The pretty redhead sighed in relief as she snuggled closer to her husband. She was safe. Harry had destroyed Tom Riddle/Voldemort more than two years ago. These were nothing more than nightmares caused by Tom's possession of her during her first year.
Ginny knew this to be true, yet her reoccurring dream had disturbed her enough that further sleep was unthinkable.
She had just glided slowly from beneath Harry's arm, and was just congratulating herself for not waking him, when he spoke.
"Bad dreams again, Babe?" He asked, sleepily.
"No, Love, just getting your breakfast."
Harry gave her a look that told her he wasn't fooled. She sighed, unhappily and crawled back in bed, curling herself tightly up against his warm body.
"I just can't seem to shut him out," she said, sadly.
"He's been dead for two years now," he began. "You have got to let it go. Voldemort is never coming back."
Ginny's eyes filled with tears. "I know. I know he's gone," she trembled as she tried to get the words out. "But Voldemort isn't the one that I see. It's …"
"Tom. I know," he whispered, pulling her closer. "But he was destroyed along with that diary, back in your first year,"
As Ginny nodded her head, she sobbed heavily into Harry's chest. He held back the sigh that tried to escape.
This was not the first time his new bride had awakened in tears, and he was afraid that it wouldn't be the last.
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A/N This is going to be a very personal and heart wrenching story to write, so please, bare with me. Updates will NOT be regular. I will update when I can handle it. Enough said.
