A/N: Quick note to a reviewer: Sequin Disorder: You spoil me! -Blush- -Gives oodles of cupcakes...and a designer from Trading Spaces cause you ruined your room!- AHH I HOPE YOU DIDN'T TEAR APART THE WALLPAPER, 'CAUSE YOU NEVER KNOW WHATS UNDER IT! ;) Anyway THANKS YOURE SO NICE -Insert big heart here-

PS: Third paragraph, the "IM DEAAAAAAD" line, that's from The Incredibles, which is a sincerely AWESOME flick, and everyone should rush and see it. The end, no buts.

I sigh and finally shut my eyes. I worked all night. I turn over and lay under the covers, when...

"Get the hell up, Weasley, br-" I shut my eyes tight, imagining what his face must look like... Now, on the wall, I had more of the sentence. "forever ruled by Voldemort."

"What is that..." he asked quietly, staring at the wall. I sigh and get up.

"I don't know, some kind of writing or something... I noticed it when I was laying down and started picking at it, and now...I have alot of the sentence finished... Sorry about ruining your walls."
"Do you think I give a fuck?" he says, eyes still not leaving the corner. "Just make sure my mother doesn't see it..." He starts to leave the room but then turns around again. "After breakfast we do more of the wall. I want to see who the fuck is 'forever ruled by Voldemort.'" I nod and he leaves, leaving me to change in privacy.

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I shuffle down to the kitchen wearing a red tee-shirt with a black heart on it and black jeans and slippers. I yawn and bump into Mira.

"Oh, hello miss!" she says quickly, bowing. I smile and continue walking, but she follows me. "I'm going to go clean your room, aye?" I nod and she turns away, then I realize she can't see the writing, she'll tell Narcissa!

"NO! No, Mira, it's okay, I can do it, it's just a little...messy and embarrasing, what with my underwear everywhere and everything." Mira gives me a confused look then nods.

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"Hello, Ginerva," Narcissa smiles, eating toast. "Here, sit next to Draco, we're going to have some company at breakfast today, about me getting a job." I do as I am told and inwardly blush for an unknown reason. Staring into my toast, I "wake up" from a tap on my shoulder.

"We have to go upstairs," Draco says. "Mother's friends are here, and I doubt you want to be the subject of coversation..." I sigh and nod, then start following him. I don't know why I'm following him, but he's going a new way. He turns around, smirks at me, then turns back around.

"Enjoying the view, Weasley?" I blush and restrain myself from tackling him to the cold, hard ground. Suddenly, Freyja runs at top speed past us, eyes glowing like mad. "Fr-freyja?!"

"Your bloody cat is mad!" he growls, since Freyja stepped all over his expensive little shoes.

"Freyja!" She doesn't stop, though. She runs up the stairs towards a part of the Manor I never even noticed. Without thinking, I run after her, trying to connect to her. Freyja?? Where are you going?

Can't talk gotta help can't talk too busy must find ...

Freyja?? Freyja, what must you find?? FREYJA??!!

Okay, I'm now panicking. Freyja didn't answer me. I turn around; Draco is no longer there... Taking a deep breath, I run up the stairs to a dark hallway that is barely illuminated by a single green candle. Is that...a shape of a skull?? ...No, no it's not. Stop being silly...

"Lumos," I breathe. ...DAMNIT! I didn't bring my wand! I'll just go and fetch it from my room....

Or not, considering there's a wall blocking where there once were stairs. What the hell?! No, the Malfoy's can't have some ORDINARY mansion, they have to have a spooky one, like in those haunted house movies where the bookshelf is REALLY a passageway to another room or something, and where the portraits have eyes. I wouldn't be surprised if Lucius' spirit was in one of these spooky paintings...

Okay, now I know for sure I'm panicking. I'm blabbering.

I hear the shift of something, as if a wall or something is moving. OH GOD. The other wall farthest from me is starting to move in a little closer. If I ever had a doubt about being claustrophobic, I know for sure I am. I start heaving dry breaths...am I going to faint? WAIT, If I faint, and the wall moves, then it'll just crush me FASTER! And I'll never even KNOW I'm dead! Well, I will, when I never happen to wake up...

How uplifting, Ginny. You're talking about death at a time like this. I should sing "If You're Happy And You Know It" or something to keep my spirits up.

"If you're happy and you know it clap your hands... Clap clap.." Okay, now I just sound insane.

I lean against the wall behind me, as in an attempt to relax, but as soon as I do it moves, moving me about ten steps from the other wall. "THIS IS SO EVIL!" I scream. "WHY ME!?!?"

Guess what. My life is REALLY over now. I mean, honestly. Before I was overreacting. But this time, I'm SERIOUSLY going to die. And I'm not exaggerating.

(sigh) I don't FEEL like dying. Death really comes at the worst moments, you know? What about when I was REALLY depressed? Why didn't I die THEN?

God definitly loves me. Uh-huh, I FEEL THE LOVE. It's just so TINGLY. (Shudder)

In a desperate attempt, I start pounding on the wall, which only causes my fist to bleed. "Brilliant," I whisper, clutching my fist. "This is so frickin AWESOME, I just can't believe my luck." I sigh, now understanding how Indiana Jones felt in the second movie. And now, I do the bravest thing ever.

I start to cry.

Every thing that's ever bugged the hell out of me, or made me feel crappy, or...anything at all, to be honest, just decides that this is the oppurtune moment to show themselves. Suddenly, I remember when Fred and George dyed my hair green in sixth year, which makes me cry more, considering Fred and George aren't even HERE to dye my hair green.

"FREYJA! Where did you goooooooo," I moan. She must've gone somewhere, I mean, there's no DOOR or anything that's secret, is there?

Suddenly, the wall moves even closer. DAMNIT! I'm DEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD! I'M DEAAAAAAAD! I'M GOING TO DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIE!

I slam against the walls, which doesn't help.. Then I put my hand against the wall on the left of me; there's a tiny, TINY hole. I stick my hand in it, and feel around....a .. EW A ROACH! AAHHHMAGAWD A ROACH A ROACH EW EW EW EW EW EW EW!!!!!! I throw the roach and continue feeling around, then I feel something LONG...SKINNY...OHMYGOD IT'S A ....

With a pull, I see my luck just never ends.

It's a stick. Clutching it to my heart, I feel my sanity slowly escaping me.

"Well, Sticky, we're going to DIE. Isn't that woooonderfuuuul? We're going to see SIRY (sirius) and FREDDY and GEORGEY and MUMMA and PAPPA and PERCE! Ah,what's that, sticky? YOUR MOMMY DIED TOO!?!? OHMYGOD WE'RE LIKE, TWINS! OHHHMYGOD."

And then the wall moves closer. But there's no hope of me escaping, 'cause not only am I stuck in the fetul (spelling) position, but I've gone insane. Which is just wonderful. I really wanted to die being sane.

Suddenly, I heard a voice... A VOICE! "Guess what, Sticky! I'M HEARING VOICES IN MY HEAD! wweee!"

Ginny, are you okay?

(giggles) I'm dying! I'm going to be CRUSHED! I won't be alone, though, I got this roach that's crawling on me' shoulder, and I also have my BESTESTESTESTEST FRIEND EVER, STICKY!!!

....I'm going to get help.

Noooo it's okay! DYING WOULD BE AN AWFULLLYYYY BIG ADVENTURE!!

And the wall moves a bit closer. I giggle. I'm ONE STEP FROM DEATH! HUURAHH! I start to show my excitement through song.

"I am about to die HURRAH, HURRAH! I am about to die HURRAH, HURRAH!"

And then, just as the wall was going to move in more, that little hole became a larger one, and two strong arms grabbed me and shoved me out of the room.

"STIIIIIIIIIIIIIICCCCKYYYYY! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I scream, watching as what once was a large stick is now a toothpick. "HE...HE WAS SO YOOUUUNGG! WHHHYYYY!"

I then look at who's carrying me.

I've just been saved by Draco Malfoy.

And I thought the walls crushing me was frightening.

And me, being the strong, brave, little soldier I am, faint.

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I wake up in my room, where Draco is pulling off the wallpaper. He did alot of it, and now it reads "forever ruled by Voldemort, in his power, and every lasting body in the family or that becomes in der Liebe oder verbunden mit shall become a tod essenir." ...They ARE speaking another laungauge, right? Because that's definitly not english. "Liebe oder verbunden?" ...Okkk...

"M..Malfoy?" he grunts. "Thanks for erm...saving me."

"Just don't expect me to do it again."

"How did you know I was in danger."
"Your cat...she started talking like some psychotic thing, told me you'd gone insane and you were dying with a stick, and I followed her. That was a torture chamber for my father's... you know. Anyway, the door is only opened from the inside, which is how I rescued you."

"Well aren't you a regular spiderman," I say sarcastically. He looks at me, bewildered. "...Oh, muggle thing."
"And you'd know all about muggles, what with your father being a muggle lover and all..."

My father was dead. God, it stung like a knife STILL. I looked away, a tear escaping my eye.

"OH, Fuck, I'm sorry...I didn't mean to say your father, as in.."

"Draco."
"Yeah?"
"Shut the hell up." He was about to retort when Narcissa barges

Shit shit shit shit shit shit shit! I inwardly scream DAMMNNIIIITTT!

"Um, Ginerva, are you feeling better?" she asks. I curiously look over at Draco, and he's holding a blanket over all the words he has unmasked. It's quite a humorous sight, him standing in front of a wall, holding the blanket over the words... I nod and choke back a giggle.

"Well, I'll leave you 2 to do ... What are you doing, exactly?"

I glance at Draco, eyes asking him 'what do I say?'

"We're just...redoing her room a bit, mother."

Narcissa looks like she's going to faint, then pulls me out of the room. "What have you done to him?" she says, playfully.

"Um...nothing?"

"Amazing...simply amazing."

"What is, Miss Malfoy?"

"That you could change my son in TWO DAYS."

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You could change my son in two days.....

What did that mean? It replays in my head as I peel off the wallpaper, revealing more of the wall beneath it. I glance over at him uneasily, wondering why my stomache does an odd flipflop suddenly. Just because he saved me didn't mean anything, did it?

Stepping back, he reviews his work. "Okay, well...I get it."
I blink. "Are you serious? There's like, five different laungauges in here," I say.

"Hell no. I have no idea what this shit means."

"Oh, well that's nice. It's nice to know that we have a basic understanding of what we're doing."

Draco just smirks and I look away suddenly, then at my clock.

"It's...it's 3 in the morning."
"Are you kidding me? We worked through dinner?"

"Well, your mother never told us it was dinnertime..." He shrugs and walks towards the door, and I lay my head down on my pillow. He whispers something that sounds strangely like 'good night' but I ignore it, as he probably hoped I would. With a sigh, I get ready to fall asleep.

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Forever ruled by Voldemort, in his power, and every lasting body in the family or that becomes in der Liebe oder verbunden mit shall become a tod essenir. Tous les enfants soutenus par le mariage ou le mariage seja conseqüentemente destined a diventa un mangiatore di morte. The Malfoy family shall reign in power, with Voldemort ruling on their side. All who disagree shall be dealt with pain and torture, and in worst cases, death.

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With a shudder, I wake up. I don't understand why I had such a dream, if all we found on the wall was "Forever ruled by Voldemort, in his power, and every lasting body in the family or that becomes in der Liebe oder verbunden mit shall become a tod essenir. Tous les enfants soutenus par..." I take a deep breath and go back to sleep, telling myself that it was just a dream.

A/N: I really liked this chapter, IDK why! I guess I reaaaally liked the 3rd paragraph, I thought it was funny. Anyway, pleassseeee Review if you read! )