Chapter 8- Back to normal. Or maybe not.
It seemed that finally things had gone back to some normality. Not that normal was a word usually applied to Hogwarts, but at least here Ginny could feel safe.
Hogwarts had more protections on it then just its walls. Just like Hermione had said numerous times, there were several magical spells on the school so that no one could interfere with a student's mind.
It was the perfect place to hide from Tom.
No more nightmares, hallucinations, or anything like what had happened to her during the summer. Apart from an occasional headache everything was normal.
After the last week of vacation that they had spent on Hogwarts, a second welcoming feast was held for the students that came later.
Ginny couldn't help noticing that most of these students were Slytherins.
Of course Slytherin students had nothing to fear from the recent attack on the Ministry, since most of the parents were Death Eaters, so there was no reason for them to come before the end of the holidays.
It seemed that the only topic of conversation around the school was the attack. Everywhere Ginny turned there was always someone talking about the Ministry.
Rumours had spread all around the school, about the attack.
Every time she heard them, she couldn't help feeling thankful to Dumbledore, for not allowing the news of her kidnapping being spread. The last thing she wanted was everyone asking her how, or worst, why, had the Death Eaters kidnapped her, and how she got away.
She could imagine what people would say about it, they would probably connect her kidnapping with the time she opened the Chamber, and start thinking that she was possessed again. Or worse, that she was in league with Voldemort.
But thanks to Dumbledore, very few people knew about it. Ron, Hermione and Harry had given up asking her to tell them what had happened, and accepted the fact that she simply did not want to talk about it.
There had been no more attacks, and the Death Eaters seemed to be laying low for a wile.
So the days went by, the talk and the rumours faded, and Ginny finally felt that she could put the awful summer behind her.
Or so she thought.
Ginny was leaving Potions class talking with her class mates about the lesson, when one of her friends, Patricia, stopped and stared at her. All of her class mates did the same, and Ginny wondered if she had just turned purple or something.
'What?'-she let out, starting to feel nervous when everyone stared at her.
'Ginny, you need to go to the Hospital wing, you're bleeding.'-said Patricia pointing at her nose.
Ginny touched her nose with her fingers and saw in horror that she was in fact bleeding. And the blood, which was flowing slowly, got worse and was now, running down on her school robes.
Everyone went in to a commotion, Colin Creevey got out a handkerchief and handed it over to her, Patricia started to drag her upstairs, and the other were all making a big fuss. At least until an unpleasantly familiar voice sounded behind them
'What in Merlin's name is this racquet all about?'
They all turned around to see a very menacing looking Snape hovering over them.
'It's Ginny sir. She's bleeding.'-said Patricia in a very low voice.
Snape stared at Ginny for a moment and then scolded.
'Well she's just bleeding from the nose, from the noise you were making I thought someone had let a hippogriff in here!'
Everyone remained quiet wile Snape told them off. No one had the courage to say anything.
'I suggest that you go to the Hospital wing Miss Weasley, before you paint the floor in the Gryffindor colour. And five points from Gryffindor for making a racquet. '-he said before he turned around and walked away.
After they lost sight of Snape everyone started to fuss again, as they led Ginny to the Hospital wing.
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Voldemort had tried and tried and tried again. But there was just no way of getting passed the Hogwarts wards. Not even his mirror could find her wile she was on Hogwarts grounds.
There was just no way around it. He would have to give her some more of the potion.
The question was how. He had Lucius' son there, so he could find a way. Still, he didn't trust Lucius' son much. The boy was much like his father, and his father was an idiot. And an idiot was not what he wanted for the job.
Maybe there was another way.
After all she wouldn't always be in the castle. There were always the Hogsmeade visits.
But he just couldn't wait that long to give her the potion. He wanted to see her now! She was part of his plan, and the sooner he turned her to him the better.
He turned in his chair, by the fire, and looked at the empty chair beside him.
She had sat there not so long ago, looking scared and innocent. And he almost got his way with her. Almost.
If she had not escaped, he would have managed to kiss her. And to win her over. Or at least part of her. He still didn't know how he could turn her allegiance to him.
How do you make a Gryffindor forget her or his loyalty? How could he break her confidence in Dumbledore?
Well he had time to think about that later, right now all that he wanted was to see her, and to take her back. He would have her, one piece at the time. First her body, then her heart, and finally her soul. And together they would make the world tremble with fear.
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Ginny was in the infirmary, waiting for Madam Pomfrey as she attended some first years that somehow had gotten some serious looking boils on their arms and legs.
Her bleeding had stopped on its own, and the only reason she was still in the Hospital wing was because of Madam Pomfrey's insistence.
So she was sitting in one of the beds, waiting, and wondering how she got herself a nose bleed.
After a wile, Madam Pomfrey was finally able to examine her. It took her about ten minutes to come to the conclusion that it must have been the fumes from the Potion class, to cause her nose to bleed.
She told Ginny to be more careful in Potions class and send her off to lunch.
So she left the infirmary, and made her way to the great hall, thinking that lunch was just what she needed.
She met her classmates on the stairs, who were all coming down from Muggle Studies to lunch, and they made their way together to the Gryffindor table.
Hermione, Ron and Harry arrived shortly after, and they chatted their way through lunch.
Ginny looked at the teachers table, to give a wave at Hagrid, and noticed that Professor Snape and Professor Dumbledore had there heads together, and were talking rapidly. She was wondering if anything had happened when Dumbledore looked up at her, with concern.
Snape looked at her to for a moment, and returned to his food. Ginny focused her attention once more to her plate, and all of a sudden lost her hunger.
She felt like she was betraying Dumbledore by not telling him all that had happened. But then again, how important could it be for him to know that Tom had a crush on her.
No. Not Tom. Voldemort. A Voldemort that looked like Tom and she had no idea of how he had come to know of her existence. He couldn't possibly know about her since the diary had been destroyed. And he couldn't remember the things that had happened in the Chamber because it wasn't him, right?
But what botherd her the most was her talks with the aurors, because somehow they already knew that he was younger. They didn't look the least bit surprised when she told them.
Maybe Snape had told Dumbledore about it. It made sense considering he was a spy. He would have met him. But in that case, wouldn't he also know that Tom fancied her?
'Ginny are you ok?'-said Ron in a voice muffled by mashed potatoes-'You haven't finished your lunch.'
'I'm not hungry. I think I'll go for a walk.'-and with that she got up and went outside. She needed some time to think. And a walk around the lake was just the way to do that.
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Night time in Hogwarts was always a peaceful time, except maybe when students decided to walk around in the middle of the night.
But tonight that wasn't the case. All students were in their beds, soundly asleep. And the only movement in the castle, besides the paintings visiting each other, was a small snake sliding in the shadows, avoiding to be seen.
Voldemort was sliding in his new form, with a small piece of parchment in its mouth. He got in a bathroom in the third floor, and made way for one of the pipes.
Soon after, in the Gryffindor bathroom, he came out by the sink and made his way to the girls' dormitory. Fortunately the parchment was protected by a spell or it would be ruined by now.
He didn't know the way, but Ginny's presence was guiding him to her, like a magnet. The closer he got the more he could feel her.
Soon after he found her room, where she was asleep along with her room mates. He slithered up the bed through the beds feet, and soon he was at her side. She was in a deep sleep, and didn't seem to notice he was there.
He watched her for a moment, taking in the site of her. Her red hair spread over the pillow, her pale face lost in sleep, the movement of her quiet breathing.
He dropped the parchment and used his snake tongue to smell her hair. It was smelling delicious, and he couldn't get enough of it. He cursed that he was in this snakes body. He wanted so much to touch her. To run his fingers through her hair, to gently touch her face, to kiss her lips.
He was tempted by the idea of entering her sheets, and run over her body. But there wasn't much he could do in this body, and he didn't want to run the risk of waking her up. So he had to settle with pressing his long scaly smooth body on her hand.
There were sparkles at the touch, and he saw her smile in her sleep.
She felt it too.
If he had lips he would be smiling. Better yet, if he had lips he would be kissing her. He laid there for a long time, wondering what she was dreaming of. He couldn't possess a snake and enter her dreams at the same time. But soon he would have her for himself. They would complete each other, and the power she held would be his. He could feel it in her, even in this form.
He forced himself to move away from her. He was there to give her the paper with the potion, and thus to reform the bond that had been broken. He picked up the parchment, and placed it in her school bag, in the middle of her other parchments. Tomorrow she would find it, and he would see her again. And if everything went as planned she would go to him.
The snake slithered from the girls' dormitory, and made its way back to the bathroom.
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Ginny woke up feeling wonderful. She didn't remember exactly what she had dreamed of, but she knew it had been a very pleasant dream.
Her friends were waking up as well, and getting ready for a new day of school. After she got dressed, she picked up her school bag to make sure she had everything she needed for her morning classes.
She fumbled through her back and found a small piece of parchment. It had nothing written on it, but it smelled of potions. Maybe it was a left over from Potions class. Since it had nothing on it she threw it in the paper basket.
But as she walked out of the dormitory she felt dizzy, and had to lean on the wall not to fall down.
'Ginny! What's wrong?'-one of her friends asked.
'I don't know. I just feel dizzy.'
But before she could say anything she passed out.
She woke up in the Hospital wing, feeling nauseated. Looking around she saw Professor Dumbledore talking to Madam Pomfrey, in a low voice.
She sat in the bed, and tried to hear what they were saying but her movements caught the attention of the headmaster.
He sat on her bed and gave her the usual twinkle.
'Well miss Weasley I must say that you had us worried for a moment.'
'I'm sorry sir. I don't know what happened.'-she apologized.
'No need to apologize, it was not your fault. I believe that you are still suffering from the effects of your little trip through that portal.'
'And had the headmaster told me about it sooner, I would be able to do something about it.'-said a very angry looking Madam Pomfrey.
She got closer to Ginny, took her wrist to measure her pulse, and checked her temperature.
'Well, nothing seems to be wrong now. I want you here everyday, after class so that I can check up on you.'
Ginny was going to make a protest, but madam Pomfrey beat her to it.
'And no protest. I know what kind of dangerous things you and you friends get yourselves in to. Every year you load me with work after your "adventures". You may go now'
After that she stormed to her office leaving the headmaster and Ginny alone.
'Well, if that is all I should be going to class Sir.'
'Just a moment miss Weasley. Class can wait. I was wondering if you would like to talk.'
'Talk about what?'
'About what happened in the Ministry. Your brother said that you haven't talked about it, and he is quite concerned. As is the rest of your family.'
Ginny looked down at the blankets, to avoid Dumbledore's stare. She really wanted to talk about what had happened, and she wondered if it wasn't better for him to know. But the fear that he wouldn't understand was too great. She would have to tell him what happened in the Chamber, and she did not want to bring that up.
'No Sir, there is nothing I want to talk about.'
'Well, then, in that case when you are ready to talk you know where to find me.'-he said getting up-'And I suggest that you go to lunch. You have been unconscious most of the morning, and must be quite hungry now.'
Ginny got up and almost ran to the great hall. She was starving.
As soon as she got to the hall, she went to sit by her friends, who were all worried about her.
'So what happened?'-Ron asked as soon as she sat down.
'Not much, Madam Pomfrey says it's because of the fumes off the potions. She told me to be more careful.'-she said, and then she gave her brother a meaningful look, so that he would get it. He seemed to be on the verge of asking her something, but both Harry and Hermione kicked him in the leg to stop him.
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Ginny was in the very back of the History of Magic class. The best place to be if you easily dozed off. She had her book standing up to block her from the Professor's view, and was distractedly making drawings on the parchment were she should be taking her notes. As usual the parchment had very few things written on it, compared to the amount of drawings that pictured Malfoy having his head torn off by a dragon.
At a certain moment the boring voice of Professor Binns disappeared. Ginny looked up from her book, to find out why he had stopped but she was surprised to find the classroom very dark.
In fact she wasn't sure it even was the classroom she was looking at. There was a slow transformation happening right in front of her eyes. The walls were getting cracks, the windows were getting dirty and the curtains in the windows changed colour from a pleasant blue to a dirty brown. Instead of tables there were small beds, and she could swear that there were voices of small children.
Ginny looked bewildered for a moment, then closed and rubbed her eyes. When she opened them again everything was back to normal, and the voice of the Professor was the only one to be heard.
Thank Merlin for big history books- Ginny thought- or I would be caught sleeping in class.
In a distant place, Lord Voldemort looked around.
This was not what he had planned! Something had gone seriously wrong. The set he was seeing was far from the one were he planned to bring Ginny to. He made it disappear in an instant, before she would see it too. This was something he had not intended her to see.
He would have to do something about it.
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For those of you who don't know yet, I was not able to upload any chapter for all this time, due to the fact that I lost my web connection. And on top of it all, I've been having tons of computer problems.
So, I tried my best to make this chapter a long one, not only because it was a long time since I've updated but also because this fic is going to be one year old on the 2 of this month.
I would also like to tell all the readers that added me to there msn list, that I don't mind that you do so, as long as you tell me who you are. I have too many contacts, and I will delete those that are idle.
I'm going to update the next chapter as soon as possible. I would also like to thank my beta-reader Phoenix.
Thank you, Kitty D.
It seemed that finally things had gone back to some normality. Not that normal was a word usually applied to Hogwarts, but at least here Ginny could feel safe.
Hogwarts had more protections on it then just its walls. Just like Hermione had said numerous times, there were several magical spells on the school so that no one could interfere with a student's mind.
It was the perfect place to hide from Tom.
No more nightmares, hallucinations, or anything like what had happened to her during the summer. Apart from an occasional headache everything was normal.
After the last week of vacation that they had spent on Hogwarts, a second welcoming feast was held for the students that came later.
Ginny couldn't help noticing that most of these students were Slytherins.
Of course Slytherin students had nothing to fear from the recent attack on the Ministry, since most of the parents were Death Eaters, so there was no reason for them to come before the end of the holidays.
It seemed that the only topic of conversation around the school was the attack. Everywhere Ginny turned there was always someone talking about the Ministry.
Rumours had spread all around the school, about the attack.
Every time she heard them, she couldn't help feeling thankful to Dumbledore, for not allowing the news of her kidnapping being spread. The last thing she wanted was everyone asking her how, or worst, why, had the Death Eaters kidnapped her, and how she got away.
She could imagine what people would say about it, they would probably connect her kidnapping with the time she opened the Chamber, and start thinking that she was possessed again. Or worse, that she was in league with Voldemort.
But thanks to Dumbledore, very few people knew about it. Ron, Hermione and Harry had given up asking her to tell them what had happened, and accepted the fact that she simply did not want to talk about it.
There had been no more attacks, and the Death Eaters seemed to be laying low for a wile.
So the days went by, the talk and the rumours faded, and Ginny finally felt that she could put the awful summer behind her.
Or so she thought.
Ginny was leaving Potions class talking with her class mates about the lesson, when one of her friends, Patricia, stopped and stared at her. All of her class mates did the same, and Ginny wondered if she had just turned purple or something.
'What?'-she let out, starting to feel nervous when everyone stared at her.
'Ginny, you need to go to the Hospital wing, you're bleeding.'-said Patricia pointing at her nose.
Ginny touched her nose with her fingers and saw in horror that she was in fact bleeding. And the blood, which was flowing slowly, got worse and was now, running down on her school robes.
Everyone went in to a commotion, Colin Creevey got out a handkerchief and handed it over to her, Patricia started to drag her upstairs, and the other were all making a big fuss. At least until an unpleasantly familiar voice sounded behind them
'What in Merlin's name is this racquet all about?'
They all turned around to see a very menacing looking Snape hovering over them.
'It's Ginny sir. She's bleeding.'-said Patricia in a very low voice.
Snape stared at Ginny for a moment and then scolded.
'Well she's just bleeding from the nose, from the noise you were making I thought someone had let a hippogriff in here!'
Everyone remained quiet wile Snape told them off. No one had the courage to say anything.
'I suggest that you go to the Hospital wing Miss Weasley, before you paint the floor in the Gryffindor colour. And five points from Gryffindor for making a racquet. '-he said before he turned around and walked away.
After they lost sight of Snape everyone started to fuss again, as they led Ginny to the Hospital wing.
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Voldemort had tried and tried and tried again. But there was just no way of getting passed the Hogwarts wards. Not even his mirror could find her wile she was on Hogwarts grounds.
There was just no way around it. He would have to give her some more of the potion.
The question was how. He had Lucius' son there, so he could find a way. Still, he didn't trust Lucius' son much. The boy was much like his father, and his father was an idiot. And an idiot was not what he wanted for the job.
Maybe there was another way.
After all she wouldn't always be in the castle. There were always the Hogsmeade visits.
But he just couldn't wait that long to give her the potion. He wanted to see her now! She was part of his plan, and the sooner he turned her to him the better.
He turned in his chair, by the fire, and looked at the empty chair beside him.
She had sat there not so long ago, looking scared and innocent. And he almost got his way with her. Almost.
If she had not escaped, he would have managed to kiss her. And to win her over. Or at least part of her. He still didn't know how he could turn her allegiance to him.
How do you make a Gryffindor forget her or his loyalty? How could he break her confidence in Dumbledore?
Well he had time to think about that later, right now all that he wanted was to see her, and to take her back. He would have her, one piece at the time. First her body, then her heart, and finally her soul. And together they would make the world tremble with fear.
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Ginny was in the infirmary, waiting for Madam Pomfrey as she attended some first years that somehow had gotten some serious looking boils on their arms and legs.
Her bleeding had stopped on its own, and the only reason she was still in the Hospital wing was because of Madam Pomfrey's insistence.
So she was sitting in one of the beds, waiting, and wondering how she got herself a nose bleed.
After a wile, Madam Pomfrey was finally able to examine her. It took her about ten minutes to come to the conclusion that it must have been the fumes from the Potion class, to cause her nose to bleed.
She told Ginny to be more careful in Potions class and send her off to lunch.
So she left the infirmary, and made her way to the great hall, thinking that lunch was just what she needed.
She met her classmates on the stairs, who were all coming down from Muggle Studies to lunch, and they made their way together to the Gryffindor table.
Hermione, Ron and Harry arrived shortly after, and they chatted their way through lunch.
Ginny looked at the teachers table, to give a wave at Hagrid, and noticed that Professor Snape and Professor Dumbledore had there heads together, and were talking rapidly. She was wondering if anything had happened when Dumbledore looked up at her, with concern.
Snape looked at her to for a moment, and returned to his food. Ginny focused her attention once more to her plate, and all of a sudden lost her hunger.
She felt like she was betraying Dumbledore by not telling him all that had happened. But then again, how important could it be for him to know that Tom had a crush on her.
No. Not Tom. Voldemort. A Voldemort that looked like Tom and she had no idea of how he had come to know of her existence. He couldn't possibly know about her since the diary had been destroyed. And he couldn't remember the things that had happened in the Chamber because it wasn't him, right?
But what botherd her the most was her talks with the aurors, because somehow they already knew that he was younger. They didn't look the least bit surprised when she told them.
Maybe Snape had told Dumbledore about it. It made sense considering he was a spy. He would have met him. But in that case, wouldn't he also know that Tom fancied her?
'Ginny are you ok?'-said Ron in a voice muffled by mashed potatoes-'You haven't finished your lunch.'
'I'm not hungry. I think I'll go for a walk.'-and with that she got up and went outside. She needed some time to think. And a walk around the lake was just the way to do that.
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Night time in Hogwarts was always a peaceful time, except maybe when students decided to walk around in the middle of the night.
But tonight that wasn't the case. All students were in their beds, soundly asleep. And the only movement in the castle, besides the paintings visiting each other, was a small snake sliding in the shadows, avoiding to be seen.
Voldemort was sliding in his new form, with a small piece of parchment in its mouth. He got in a bathroom in the third floor, and made way for one of the pipes.
Soon after, in the Gryffindor bathroom, he came out by the sink and made his way to the girls' dormitory. Fortunately the parchment was protected by a spell or it would be ruined by now.
He didn't know the way, but Ginny's presence was guiding him to her, like a magnet. The closer he got the more he could feel her.
Soon after he found her room, where she was asleep along with her room mates. He slithered up the bed through the beds feet, and soon he was at her side. She was in a deep sleep, and didn't seem to notice he was there.
He watched her for a moment, taking in the site of her. Her red hair spread over the pillow, her pale face lost in sleep, the movement of her quiet breathing.
He dropped the parchment and used his snake tongue to smell her hair. It was smelling delicious, and he couldn't get enough of it. He cursed that he was in this snakes body. He wanted so much to touch her. To run his fingers through her hair, to gently touch her face, to kiss her lips.
He was tempted by the idea of entering her sheets, and run over her body. But there wasn't much he could do in this body, and he didn't want to run the risk of waking her up. So he had to settle with pressing his long scaly smooth body on her hand.
There were sparkles at the touch, and he saw her smile in her sleep.
She felt it too.
If he had lips he would be smiling. Better yet, if he had lips he would be kissing her. He laid there for a long time, wondering what she was dreaming of. He couldn't possess a snake and enter her dreams at the same time. But soon he would have her for himself. They would complete each other, and the power she held would be his. He could feel it in her, even in this form.
He forced himself to move away from her. He was there to give her the paper with the potion, and thus to reform the bond that had been broken. He picked up the parchment, and placed it in her school bag, in the middle of her other parchments. Tomorrow she would find it, and he would see her again. And if everything went as planned she would go to him.
The snake slithered from the girls' dormitory, and made its way back to the bathroom.
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Ginny woke up feeling wonderful. She didn't remember exactly what she had dreamed of, but she knew it had been a very pleasant dream.
Her friends were waking up as well, and getting ready for a new day of school. After she got dressed, she picked up her school bag to make sure she had everything she needed for her morning classes.
She fumbled through her back and found a small piece of parchment. It had nothing written on it, but it smelled of potions. Maybe it was a left over from Potions class. Since it had nothing on it she threw it in the paper basket.
But as she walked out of the dormitory she felt dizzy, and had to lean on the wall not to fall down.
'Ginny! What's wrong?'-one of her friends asked.
'I don't know. I just feel dizzy.'
But before she could say anything she passed out.
She woke up in the Hospital wing, feeling nauseated. Looking around she saw Professor Dumbledore talking to Madam Pomfrey, in a low voice.
She sat in the bed, and tried to hear what they were saying but her movements caught the attention of the headmaster.
He sat on her bed and gave her the usual twinkle.
'Well miss Weasley I must say that you had us worried for a moment.'
'I'm sorry sir. I don't know what happened.'-she apologized.
'No need to apologize, it was not your fault. I believe that you are still suffering from the effects of your little trip through that portal.'
'And had the headmaster told me about it sooner, I would be able to do something about it.'-said a very angry looking Madam Pomfrey.
She got closer to Ginny, took her wrist to measure her pulse, and checked her temperature.
'Well, nothing seems to be wrong now. I want you here everyday, after class so that I can check up on you.'
Ginny was going to make a protest, but madam Pomfrey beat her to it.
'And no protest. I know what kind of dangerous things you and you friends get yourselves in to. Every year you load me with work after your "adventures". You may go now'
After that she stormed to her office leaving the headmaster and Ginny alone.
'Well, if that is all I should be going to class Sir.'
'Just a moment miss Weasley. Class can wait. I was wondering if you would like to talk.'
'Talk about what?'
'About what happened in the Ministry. Your brother said that you haven't talked about it, and he is quite concerned. As is the rest of your family.'
Ginny looked down at the blankets, to avoid Dumbledore's stare. She really wanted to talk about what had happened, and she wondered if it wasn't better for him to know. But the fear that he wouldn't understand was too great. She would have to tell him what happened in the Chamber, and she did not want to bring that up.
'No Sir, there is nothing I want to talk about.'
'Well, then, in that case when you are ready to talk you know where to find me.'-he said getting up-'And I suggest that you go to lunch. You have been unconscious most of the morning, and must be quite hungry now.'
Ginny got up and almost ran to the great hall. She was starving.
As soon as she got to the hall, she went to sit by her friends, who were all worried about her.
'So what happened?'-Ron asked as soon as she sat down.
'Not much, Madam Pomfrey says it's because of the fumes off the potions. She told me to be more careful.'-she said, and then she gave her brother a meaningful look, so that he would get it. He seemed to be on the verge of asking her something, but both Harry and Hermione kicked him in the leg to stop him.
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Ginny was in the very back of the History of Magic class. The best place to be if you easily dozed off. She had her book standing up to block her from the Professor's view, and was distractedly making drawings on the parchment were she should be taking her notes. As usual the parchment had very few things written on it, compared to the amount of drawings that pictured Malfoy having his head torn off by a dragon.
At a certain moment the boring voice of Professor Binns disappeared. Ginny looked up from her book, to find out why he had stopped but she was surprised to find the classroom very dark.
In fact she wasn't sure it even was the classroom she was looking at. There was a slow transformation happening right in front of her eyes. The walls were getting cracks, the windows were getting dirty and the curtains in the windows changed colour from a pleasant blue to a dirty brown. Instead of tables there were small beds, and she could swear that there were voices of small children.
Ginny looked bewildered for a moment, then closed and rubbed her eyes. When she opened them again everything was back to normal, and the voice of the Professor was the only one to be heard.
Thank Merlin for big history books- Ginny thought- or I would be caught sleeping in class.
In a distant place, Lord Voldemort looked around.
This was not what he had planned! Something had gone seriously wrong. The set he was seeing was far from the one were he planned to bring Ginny to. He made it disappear in an instant, before she would see it too. This was something he had not intended her to see.
He would have to do something about it.
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For those of you who don't know yet, I was not able to upload any chapter for all this time, due to the fact that I lost my web connection. And on top of it all, I've been having tons of computer problems.
So, I tried my best to make this chapter a long one, not only because it was a long time since I've updated but also because this fic is going to be one year old on the 2 of this month.
I would also like to tell all the readers that added me to there msn list, that I don't mind that you do so, as long as you tell me who you are. I have too many contacts, and I will delete those that are idle.
I'm going to update the next chapter as soon as possible. I would also like to thank my beta-reader Phoenix.
Thank you, Kitty D.