A/N: You know the drill. None of these characters, save those of my own
creation belong to me. Property of J.K. Rowling.
Lonely
The next week or so felt like a rollercoaster of emotions. I was so confused and I felt utterly helpless. Why had I ever said yes? Just say no, I kept telling myself over and over again. What I would discover in the next days is that the wait not always much worse than the event you are dreading.
"Ginny, dear, are you feeling all right?" My mother asked as I just stared at my tea. I blinked and looked up. I was in a cafe with Mum and Dad, as I had promised. Where had my mind got to?
"Ahh," Dad sighed putting a hand on my shoulder. "Working you hard at the Law Department, eh? It's always difficult in the beginning, but you'll catch on soon enough. Right?"
I took a sip of my cup of tea, set it back on the saucer and smiled. "Yes, I'm sure, I will."
We shared in idle chat for a long while in the cafe. I ate a very light lunch, as I wasn't too hungry. Mum didn't like that too much.
"I just don't want to see you starving, dear," she crooned, ordering some crumpits and cakes. "I worked to hard to put all my children out into the world just to watch them waste away."
"Dad," I murmered and he was quick to my rescue.
"Come now, Molly. Our Ginny's doing just fine. Working for the Ministry and all! I'm sure she just had a big breakfast. Well, pardon me for a moment." Dad excused himself and headed off for the restrooms. Mum glanced at him then leaned over the table toward me.
"So," she whispered. "Have you got yourself a boyfriend yet?"
"Mum!" I said indignantly. I looked around quickly, as if making sure no one heard.
"It's all right, it's perfectly natural to have one," she said with a laugh that lit up her face.
I smiled then shook my head at her, just before Dad returned.
We soon after departed from each other and I was left alone at my apartment. I did everything to keep my mind off of Voldemort. I read a book, I cleaned house, I took walks. But he seemed to haunt me wherever I went. I sat on my couch and brought my knees up to my chin.
"Do you love me, Virginia?"
"Yes."
No, I thought. No, I do not. I never will. Flashbacks of that strange dream kept coming. I remembered the black diamond tiara. The moment I had woken up, I had stuffed it in the back of my closet. Out of sight, out of mind. Why wasn't that theory working now? When I needed it the most?
"I will give you everything you desire....give me an heir."
A strange thought came to her. Why would Voldemort need an heir? Wasn't he immortal? Little did I know that at that moment, I had almost discovered his dirty little secret. It would take me much longer to piece all together though.
I hugged my legs closer to me, as night began to fall. It was so lonesome right now...I felt my fear welling up inside me. But I would not fall asleep...anything but sleep tonight. Because I knew that if I did, I would have company, but not the kind that was welcome.
It must have been hours that I was fighting slumber. It was so long, that my eyes must have been glued open. I went into a sort of trance-like state, sitting there on my couch. I became very numb and unaware of what I was doing. I fell sideways on the couch, but when I sat up again. I found myself in my bathroom. I stood in front of my mirror. I looked so tired, so I put some cold water on my face.
I walked out of my bathroom and out of habit, I went to my bedroom. I opened the door, stepped in and locked it behind me. But when I lifted my head, it wasn't the same room at all.
Lonely
The next week or so felt like a rollercoaster of emotions. I was so confused and I felt utterly helpless. Why had I ever said yes? Just say no, I kept telling myself over and over again. What I would discover in the next days is that the wait not always much worse than the event you are dreading.
"Ginny, dear, are you feeling all right?" My mother asked as I just stared at my tea. I blinked and looked up. I was in a cafe with Mum and Dad, as I had promised. Where had my mind got to?
"Ahh," Dad sighed putting a hand on my shoulder. "Working you hard at the Law Department, eh? It's always difficult in the beginning, but you'll catch on soon enough. Right?"
I took a sip of my cup of tea, set it back on the saucer and smiled. "Yes, I'm sure, I will."
We shared in idle chat for a long while in the cafe. I ate a very light lunch, as I wasn't too hungry. Mum didn't like that too much.
"I just don't want to see you starving, dear," she crooned, ordering some crumpits and cakes. "I worked to hard to put all my children out into the world just to watch them waste away."
"Dad," I murmered and he was quick to my rescue.
"Come now, Molly. Our Ginny's doing just fine. Working for the Ministry and all! I'm sure she just had a big breakfast. Well, pardon me for a moment." Dad excused himself and headed off for the restrooms. Mum glanced at him then leaned over the table toward me.
"So," she whispered. "Have you got yourself a boyfriend yet?"
"Mum!" I said indignantly. I looked around quickly, as if making sure no one heard.
"It's all right, it's perfectly natural to have one," she said with a laugh that lit up her face.
I smiled then shook my head at her, just before Dad returned.
We soon after departed from each other and I was left alone at my apartment. I did everything to keep my mind off of Voldemort. I read a book, I cleaned house, I took walks. But he seemed to haunt me wherever I went. I sat on my couch and brought my knees up to my chin.
"Do you love me, Virginia?"
"Yes."
No, I thought. No, I do not. I never will. Flashbacks of that strange dream kept coming. I remembered the black diamond tiara. The moment I had woken up, I had stuffed it in the back of my closet. Out of sight, out of mind. Why wasn't that theory working now? When I needed it the most?
"I will give you everything you desire....give me an heir."
A strange thought came to her. Why would Voldemort need an heir? Wasn't he immortal? Little did I know that at that moment, I had almost discovered his dirty little secret. It would take me much longer to piece all together though.
I hugged my legs closer to me, as night began to fall. It was so lonesome right now...I felt my fear welling up inside me. But I would not fall asleep...anything but sleep tonight. Because I knew that if I did, I would have company, but not the kind that was welcome.
It must have been hours that I was fighting slumber. It was so long, that my eyes must have been glued open. I went into a sort of trance-like state, sitting there on my couch. I became very numb and unaware of what I was doing. I fell sideways on the couch, but when I sat up again. I found myself in my bathroom. I stood in front of my mirror. I looked so tired, so I put some cold water on my face.
I walked out of my bathroom and out of habit, I went to my bedroom. I opened the door, stepped in and locked it behind me. But when I lifted my head, it wasn't the same room at all.
