DUNGEONS OF MALFOY MANOR (GINNY'S POV)

Ginny sat in the corner of her cell thinking of the conversation she had had with Tom.

FLASHBACK

"Tom, let me go!" Ginny screamed, trying to get out of Tom's grasp.

"Oh no my pet, I am not ready. Has anyone ever told you how intoxicating you are?"

"Just one," Ginny sneered back, "Draco." This earned her a slap.

"Never say that name," Tom spat menacingly, "You are not going to love him while you are here! You are to love me."

"Who are you to say who I can love? I can say I love you, but my heart will always know the truth. Now let. Me. Go!"

"Pet, if you say it enough, your heart will begin to believe you."

"No Tom, it won't because when I'm alone, I will be saying 'I love Draco' over and over again."

"Then you'll never be alone.

"Ahhh, but Tom, I am never going to come anywhere near you… Willingly at least" Ginny added as an after thought.

"That's what you think pet," Tom smiled his 'Evil Genius' smile making Ginny shiver involuntarily.

"Not what I think, but what I know." She said, regaining composure. "Why do you treat me like some sort of play thing?"

"That's all women are good for. Now come pet, I'm bored."

Ginny tensed. How come she felt like she was about to be raped? No, her Tom would never do that. But this wasn't her Tom. This was Voldemort in her Tom's body. Why did she keep calling him 'Her Tom'?

"Come, pet." Tom said again snaking an arm around her waist; completely unaware of the battle going on inside her head, "It's time."

"No," she replied confidently. She had almost lost her innocence once, she wasn't about to let it happen again.

"Ginny, Ginny, Ginny. You know how powerful I am; don't try to prove me wrong."

"My dear Tommy, if you're so almighty and powerful, how come Pothead defeated you 6 times, hmm?" Tom flinched, Ginny had hit a nerve.

"Here's where you'll be staying," he said gruffly, shoving her into a cell.

"Nice living accommodations," Ginny mumbled.

END FLASHBACK

Yes, they were stupid things to say, but Ginny was in a stupid mood. I mean, she was away from home, Draco, her mom, Draco and… Ummm… Draco. Then a stupid and scary thought came to mind: What if Draco didn't come to try to save her? What if she had to stay here for the rest of her life and serve Tom and-

"No! Bad Ginny! Of course he'll come. He's your night in shining armor!" Ginny began pacing, "But what if… No! He's going to be here! Draco will come! He loves me! Draco where are you! This is so frustrating! I hate being helpless! Even more so than I do being spoiled and that's saying something! I wonder why waving my hand makes someone disappear? I wonder what would happen if I waved my hand at myself…" Ginny waved her hand and, surprisingly, she was outside her cell.

"Not exactly where I wanted to be but it'll work."

'Now how do I get out of here,' she thought to herself.

'Don't move,' said a voice in her head.

'Draco?'

'No my pet, and what did I tell you about saying that name?'

'Tom?'

'Took you long enough to guess, my pet, now come to me I have a present for you.'

'Oooooo, Okay!' Tom extracted himself from Ginny's mind as she, literally, skipped up to his chambers.(A/N-Keep in mind that she's under like the imperius curse at the moment kay?)

TOM'S CHAMBERS (GINNY'S POV)

"Where's my present?" Ginny demanded, "Is it a pony? I like ponies. Where's my pony? I WANT MY PONY!"

"It's not a pony you stupid girl!"

Ginny looked at Tom in shock, "You… You… You didn't get me a pony?"

"Nope I got you something better, Me." Tom advanced on Ginny, "This time Virginia, Potter isn't here to save you. You're all mine."

"Tom, I'm scared, I don't like this. Stop!!" Ginny backed up, turned around and ran into a wall. A slimy, moldy crumbling wall.

"NO! I'm not here, I'm at Malfoy Manor! Take me back to Malfoy Manor Tom! Take me back, TAKE ME BACK!!!"

"There's no escape this time my pet," Tom said. He forced her up against the wall, "You're all mine." He shoved his lips roughly against hers and forced his tongue into her mouth. Ginny, being distraught with fear did the only thing she could think of and bit it.

"YOU BITCH!" Tom cried. He spit coppery blood out on the ground and slapped Ginny, throwing her to the ground. He kicked her in the ribs and tossed her against the wall letting her slide to the floor unconscious.

BACK AT THE WEASLEY'S (DRACO'S POV)

"Hey, Mal-Draco?" Harry called through Ginny's bedroom door.

"What do you want Potter?"

"Mrs. Weasley wants to know what happened! She said we're all sad about what happened but we need to recuperate and make a plan to get her back. And we will get her back we just need your help." When the door opened, Harry was shocked to see Draco's cheeks stained with tears. He clapped a hand on Draco's shoulder and said, "We will get her back, mate."

Draco nodded and mumbled "Thanks." He wiped his face and went to the kitchen where Mrs. Weasley enveloped him in a hug. He tentatively wrapped his arms around her, relieved that she actually cared enough to hug him and make him feel better. The only other person that did that was gone for the time being. Ginny. The word brought tears to his eyes. He held on tighter to Mrs. Weasley startling her. When he finally let go he was still crying and, amazingly, he didn't care.

"Draco hunny? Are you okay? Do you think we might be able to get somewhat of a plan together to save Ginny?" Molly asked tenderly.

Draco flinched and cried out, "We don't even where she is! The only way we could get even the smallest bit of a plan together is to know where she is!" Molly looked shocked. "Sorry," Draco mumbled, "I'm just really tense."

"Understandable," Said Mrs. Weasley.

Just then, Ron walked into the kitchen. He still believed that since Draco was alone with Ginny at the time of her kidnapping, Draco had just handed her over to Lucius.

"Malfoy," He snarled before turning to Molly, "Any news on Ginny?"

"No, I'm sorry. We've tried everything; even the tracking charm put on you kids isn't working. The clock says she's in mortal peril and the clock never lies."

Draco stood up and went to the den where he banged his head against the wall. When he stopped, he fell on the couch trying not to cry and failing miserably.

A/N-The End… Of the chapter anyway. Well I hope you liked it! I am suffering from major writers block at the moment… Sorry. R and R!