Chapter 8- World of Fear

Ginny couldn't think of anyone, the only person she wanted to love her was the only person that doesn't and never would love her.

"I see, nobody does, stay with us." the second voice said.

"Come to us, come Virginia love, come," a light appeared at the far end of the darkness.

"Come Miss Weasley, come..."

"NO!" Ginny closed her eyes in hopes of waking up and this just ending up a bad dream but when she opened her eyes she was nothing but darkness.

"You'll give in Virginia, we can wait." the cold voice hissed and it disappeared.

"Don't forget what I did to you Miss Weasley." the second voice hissed and it also disappeared.

Ginny dropped her weak body to the hard cold floor and cried. 'What's going on?' she asked herself.

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"A World of Fear?" Ron asked confused.

"Yes Ron, its where all her fears come true, but those fears are not real, they are all fake, none of those fears of hers will happen, in really life." Hermione explained to her shocked boyfriend.

"I don't understand 'mione." He said, his eyes were dull, his shoulders slumped, it was like he had gone with her.

Hermione hugged him close to her, she felt something wet on her neck, and knew what it was. Ron's tears burned her, not physically but mentally. She rubbed his back like he was a little child.

"Miss Herolon, would you mind coming with me?" Dumbledore asked as he stepped out side with Edina.

"Yes Professor?" she asked wiping her cheeks dry.

"I need you to go down to the dungeons, go to the forth hallway, and go down all the way that hallway, then turn right, and you will be upon a portrait—"Dumbledore was cut of by Hermione.

"Professor, no," she said quietly. "I talked to him." Hermione shook her head indicating the answer he was looking for.

"Very well, Miss Herolon, go back to your dorm and take some rest, Miss Granger and Mr. Weasley you follow suit, you may see her tomorrow." He said and left the three that where standing now out side the Hospital wing doors.

Ron was to shocked that he didn't know what he was doing. "Edina you go, bring Ron to Gryffindor tower, I'm going to go get Harry, bring him to my room." Hermione said.

Edina nodded and helped Ron to the tower.

Hermione walked down to the dungeons to find Harry. It didn't take her long since he himself had set of looking for them. "I'll explain later Ron needs you now." Hermione said and Harry just followed with a nod.

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"Hermione, how do you know she's going to be okay?" Ron asked not realizing who was with him and who wasn't.

"She will." Edina answered as they stood in front of the Fat Lady.

"Promise?" He asked looking down at the ground, pretty much all he was doing the whole way to the tower.

"Pro—Promise Ron." Edina said as she smiled.

She walked into the common room with him and they went to Hermione's room just like she had asked.

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"You Filthy little Weasley." Said the familiar drawl that belonged to Draco Malfoy.

"Draco." Ginny said as she got up.

"Who said you could call me by my first name Weasley?" he questioned with an evil smirk on his face. "Although I did like it when you moaned it." He said smirking at her again.

Ginny swallowed hard. "Draco what happened?" she asked confused.

"Stop calling me by my first name, only important people call me that." He sneered.

"But—"

"Shut that trap of yours Weasley." He yelled as he walked towards her, pushing her towards the light. "What did you think? That I loved you, HA! You silly little girl." He said as they continued to walk towards the light.

"What happened to you?" she asked as tears started to form again.

"Nothing did Bitch!" he yelled. "You where a nice shag, but what did you expect from me? To fall madly in love with you? I don't think so, don't forget Weaslett, I'm a Malfoy, and Malfoy's don't love." he place his hands on her shoulders and pushed her backwards.

She fell to the ground crying, and when she looked up he was gone.

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Harry and Hermione arrived at the tower fifteen minutes later and found Edina and Ron in Hermione's room. "How's he doing?" Hermione asked as she sat down next to Ron.

"He thinks I'm you." Edina replied with a soft smile.

"Hey mate." Harry said as he kneeled down in front of Ron. "Wanna play chesses?" he asked hoping to get his mind off of things.

Ron just shook his head, and kept his eyes on the ground.

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A week passed by and Ginny was still in her world of fears, Ron wasn't doing any better, but he was starting to go to classes, Edina cried herself to sleep at night, as did Hermione. Harry kept it cool for Ron's sake, but inside he wanted to play the hero again and help her out, so that no one had to suffer anymore.

The Weasley parents had not been informed since they had enough trouble on their backs.

Charlie was the best one of them that knew, he visited his little sister every day, and spoke to her, he was the only one that still spoke to her, deep down he believed that she could hear him.

Draco had not yet found out what had happened to her, he was beginning to lose it himself. It was Saturday and he had not seen her ever since the party.

He walked into his room after coming back from lunch and started to kick things around, he punched a few holes through his closet door, and cursed. "Where the hell is she?" he asked himself as he settled down on his bed, his fist bleeding from the punching.

Blaise came running into his room, making Draco sit up straight, to see who it was, for some odd reason he thought it was Ginny.

"Parkinson...Ginny...gone..." Blaise chocked out.

"What?" Draco asked puzzled.

After taking a few steady breaths Blaise tried again. "Parkinson over head a few Gryff's, talking about Ginny." He said satisfied that his voice came back to him.

"And?" Draco pressed on.

"They where talking about where she could be, none of them have seen her, ever since the night of the party." Blaise said to Draco's disappointment.

"Fuck you Blaise!" Draco yelled.

"Sorry mate, I know it's not enough information but at least it's something." Blaise said, and then he took in Draco's bloody hand. "Might want to go down to the Hospital wing for a look on that." he pointed at Draco's hand.

Draco puffed in reply and left his room, leaving Blaise in there alone.

He walked down to the Hospital wing slowly. He was walking slower then ever, he was hoping to see Ginny on the way and talk to her, but he didn't spot the red head he was looking for.

"Oh dear what happened?" Pomfrey said as she rushed over to Draco.

"Fight." He replied not wanting to tell her the truth, but in a way he wasn't lying, he had told her the truth, he had been having a fight with himself.

"Go sit, I'll be right out." She said and left to her office.

Minutes later she was out side with a few potions, in her arms. "Good god, Mr. Malfoy, what kind of fight was this?" she asked as she examined his hand.

Draco didn't reply to her, and just looked over to his side; there was something odd about the room. All the beds were reviled but one, the one far in the corner. He could see a sleeping figure behind the white blinds but who was it? It had the curves of a female, he saw does curves somewhere...but where.

Then suddenly it came rushing back to him 'Ginny!' he thought to himself.

"You'll have to stay over night, you've really done it this time, you've cut you're self somehow so deep that it will even take magic to heal it longer." She explained, as she put a banged over his hand.

She left him after a few minutes. 'Could it be her?' he asked himself still looking at the bed that had its curtains closed. 'No, she seamed fine the last time I saw her.' he thought to himself again.

He closed his eyes and leaned back in his bed and rested for a while.

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The darkness disappeared, and was replaced by an ugly day, with rain and thunder. She was now in front of the Burrow. She looked around and it looked dead, there was none of the happiness that she always felt when she was home, it was cold and dead.

She walked to the door and found herself not wanting to go inside. She opened the door and walked down the tiny hall into the kitchen.

What she saw killed her, there was her mother's body, limp and red, she wasn't wearing her clothing, but the blood covered her. Ginny's eyes started to water as she walked over to her mother.

"Mum." she said softly. "Mum!" she cried.

The tears feel and washed some of the blood of her mothers face, the blood was still fresh that it left makes on her hands.

She stepped away from her mother, and looked around the kitchen; no one else was there with her. She got up on her shaky legs and walked to the living room, where she found the twins...hanging from the ceiling.

Fred's head as on the ground next to his feet that where dangling, and George's was almost falling off.

She cried even harder as she ran up the stairs to lock herself in her room, she didn't want to see anymore. But when she got to her room there was Hermione on her bed and what looked like Edina's body parts all over the floor, they where also dead. She cried and closed the door, she slid down the door and looked down the hallway, only to find Ron's life less body. She ran up the other sets of stairs to the attic, in the middle of the stairs was Harry's lifeless body, and he had finger prints around his neck.

She cried even louder as she ran the last sets of stairs and found Bill, Charlie, Percy, and her father's bodies in the attic. You wouldn't be able to tell who's leg belonged to who, who's arm belonged to who, which hand belonged to which person, they body parts as Edina's where spread around the place, blood covered it as well.

"NO!" she yelled and ran back down the stairs and out the door of the Burrow. She looked at her hands and saw her mothers blood on them, she tried to wipe it away but it wouldn't go.

"Virginia" the voice hissed. "Come to us."

"Come to us and all of this will be over Miss Weasley." the second voice joined in again.

"NO! LEAVE ME ALONE!" she yelled again.

"What are you afraid of weasel?" came Draco's voice from behind her.

"PLEASE LEAVE ME ALONE!" she yelled as she got up from the ground and started to walk towards the light.

"Yes Miss Weasley, come to us."

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Draco woke up in the middle of the night and the first thing he saw was the bed that had the curtains hiding it.

He got up from his bed and walked over to the bed with the curtains hiding it. He ripped the curtains to the side and found what he had been looking for, for a week.

"Ginny." he said as she neared her bed. "Wake up Ginny." he said as she touched her hand, the second he touched her hand he pulled it back, her hand was freezing cold.

"Gin—Ginny." He chocked out.

Her lips were a tint of purple, her skin was almost see-though, and he didn't see her breathing. "Ginny." He said again.

He once again touched her hand, but this time it was not as cold as it was the first time.

"Ginny" he said once more.

Her eyes fluttered open, but they weren't the chocolate brown ones that had life in them, they where black, and empty.

"Ginny" he said again.

She looked at him, in confusion. "I know you." She said in an empty, cold voice that wasn't hers. "Who are you?" she asked as she sat up in bed.

"I'm Draco, don't you remember me Gin?" he asked puzzled.

"Who is Gin?" she asked, her black eyes looking around.

"You are." He said looking at her.

"I remember you, yet I don't." she said talking to her self. "Who are you?" she asked him again, her black eyes focused on his silver gray once.

"I'm Draco, remember we're friends." he said looking back into hers. It seamed as though he was talking to a four year old. She looked lost and confused; she even looked out of place.

"No, you hate me." she said looking at him, and a flash of brown crossed her eyes.

"No I don't." he said puzzled by her statement once more.

"Yes you do, you called me weasel." She replied. "You hate me, and...and...I...I love you." She said as a single blue tear ran down her cheek.

"No, I don't, I don't hate you," he said worriedly. "I love you Ginny, I don't hate you." he said, he was surprised that he had told her finally how he felt.

"You do not." she replied.

"I do too." once again he felt like he was talking to a four year old.

"No you don't, you hate me, you pushed me." she said looking away. "Where am I?" she asked looking around.

"You're at Hogwarts, in the Hospital wing." he replied.

"Why am I here?" she asked confused.

"I don't know." he replied.

"Why do you hate me?" she asked. "Why do I love you, if you hate me?" she questioned once more.

"Ginny I don't hate you, I do love you." He replied, as the words came easer and easer to him.

"Virginiaaaa" the voice hissed.

"Did you hear that?" she asked her eyes wide and searching the place for some one else.

"No, hear what?" he asked, as his eyes searched the room.

"They are calling me." she replied.

"Virginiaaa." The voice hissed again. "Come back Virginia."

"Who is?" he asked confused.

Before she could answer him, her head was back on her pillow, her eyes closed, no breathing, no nothing.

"Ginny, Ginny!" he yelled to her, but she didn't move or respond to him at all.

"Mr. Malfoy what is going on?" a voice asked from behind him.

"What's wrong with her?" he asked as he turned to face the healer.

"She's in a world of fear, where all her worst fears come true, why?" Pomfrey asked.

"Does she always wake up at night?" Draco asked looking back at Ginny.

"No, she hasn't woken up at all." she replied.

"She was up just now." Draco informed her.

"Oh lord, I must tell Dumbledore." she rushed forwards to look Ginny over.

After a few minutes of examining Ginny's lifeless body, she turned to Draco. "Mr. Malfoy are you sure she woke up, because she is in no better started then last time I had checked on her." Pomfrey complained.

"Yes, I'm positive, I talked to her." he replied.

"Oh dear!" she said and rushed out of the hospital wing.

Draco kept his eyes on the lifeless body that belonged to Ginny Weasley.