A/N: Thank you for the great reviews. I go back to college soon, but I have the next few days free so I'm going to try to get in as much as possible before the chaos of classes take up much of my time again. I'm glad you like the idea of the plot so far, and yes to those who were curious, Draco is Water. The only one that's not made an appearance yet is Air, who will within the next few chapters. Well, enjoy the next segment. And keep up the great reviews!!
~Kandimoon
Chapter Two
The flames were rising higher around her as she fell downwards towards the rising waves, but still all she could see was a pair of silver-blue eyes.
And then everything stopped.
They were no longer by the shore, no longer at the rocky edged cliffs near her beloved home, she was now standing in the middle of a deep forest. Trees taller than buildings surrounded her, engulfed her in the thickness of their branches, and her brilliant red cloak stood out like a candle in a dark room.
"I know who you are, Fire Goddess." The deep voice from her dreams spoke, approaching her from behind a set of pines.
"And I know who you are, God of Water." She replied with no trace of fear at the stranger before her.
"But do you really know who I am?" He replied silkily.
"I, we, will find you, and should it come down to it, we will destroy you."
"Destroy me?" His eyes starting to shift color, taking on a violent reddish tint, his voice seemed to double as if two people were talking as one.
"My dear you cannot destroy me, us, for we are invincible. We have always been more powerful; so you cannot possibly win against us. No you can only win by joining us. Join us, Fire, and you will feel power greater than any you've ever known."
For a fraction of a second she was tempted to think about it, tempted to just look into the possibility of being more powerful than those around her. Disgusted then with even letting a slight moment affect her, she turned back around to face him, them.
"You will never have me. You will never have my power."
"Oh but I will have you, Virginia, you can count on that."
She bolted upright and was prepared to scream as a sea of concerned faces stared down at her. Glancing around she noticed Hermione on her left holding her hand gently with a quiet look of question in her soulful cinnamon eyes. On her right Ron and Harry gazed down both with confused yet concerned looks, and beside them her mother holding her hand out to check her forehead.
"What happened?" Ginny asked the suddenly quiet group of people.
"You collapsed just a minute ago, are you okay? Do you feel sick at all?" Ginny's mother asked still feeling her forehead for chance of fever.
"It's probably just the heat that did it, mum, it's awfully humid out today." She replied, giving her mother a reassuring smile.
"Well let's go get you something cold to drink then I expect you to lay down when we get home. Can't have you going back to Hogwarts ill and all." Glad that her mother bought her excuse, she managed a quick glance over at Hermione who was frowning over the blatant lie. She mouth 'later' to her, and with a slight nod Hermione turned back to face Harry and Ron.
"Come on, let's go." She ushered them as the whole group took off in search of some cold refreshments. She didn't notice the figure behind her, watching her leave. He smirked knowingly as his silver-blue eyes flashed with something deep and unknown.
"Draco, are you coming or not?" Lucius asked his son, clearly impatient over the hold-up.
"Yeah, just give me a second." He shouted back to the older man standing by the entranceway to Knockturn Alley.
'I know who you are Virginia." He whispered as he let his voice carry over the wind like a ripple in the water. Unbeknownst to the rest of the group a quiet shiver ran up Ginny's spine.
"Tell me what you saw." Hermione demanded as Ginny closed the door to her bedroom after the group returned from their shopping excursion.
"I don't remember why I fainted really, as we came back onto Diagon Alley I saw this pair of eyes staring at me, and then 'poof' everything went dark. I know you said I was only down a few seconds, but in my dream it seemed longer than that. I was back on my cliffs, falling towards that dark voice, but then a new scenery emerged, someplace different then all the others. We were standing in the woods surrounding by the darkness of the trees, and there he was beside me, he knows about me, he keeps telling me he knows who I am. I can't remember what his face looked like, for I didn't really see it to begin with, but his eyes suddenly lit up in red and his voice combined with another. He kept calling me Fire, and he said we could never defeat him, them. Then…" Ginny had to choke back on the memory, for she remembered then the proposition he made, and the deep desire that overtook her for just a moment, a fracture of a second in time.
"He asked me to join him, that by doing so I could have enormous power. Then…he said he will have me. I shouted "No! You will not have me or my power!" But he said he would, and then he…he said "I will have you Virginia."
"He called you by your birth name, has he ever said that before?" Hermione asked, clearly shaken with the events that happened within Ginny's mind.
"No, everything was different than before. Those red eyes, Voldemort knows who I am! Oh god Hermione!" Ginny cried as she broke down in tears. Hermione rushed over to comfort the shaking girl, but deep down she was just as frightened. She knew Voldemort would find out the Four Powers would re-emerge, but she hoped their identities would stay hidden, at least until after they were safely in the confines of Hogwarts Castle. If Voldemort issued an attack, they would both be vulnerable out here where no one would see or hear them except the members of the Weasley family and Harry Potter.
"Ginny, shhh..quiet down. Do not fear him, it's what He wants, what He wishes. Tonight, if the sky is clear, we'll go out to the woods, our element, Ginny, we'll set up a ceremony and call upon the Goddesses for help. Either way we'll be protected. Now let's go downstairs, I think I heard Ron's stomach growling next door which means it's time for dinner." She added with a smile as Ginny laughed a bit. Everyone knew Ron's stomach growled no matter what time of the day it was.
Dinner conversation started off light and easy. The boys, being their typical selves, started arguing over the upcoming Quidditch Game that would take place next week as Molly Weasley passed around the potatoes hoping to discourage the boys from the topic altogether.
"The Cannons are making a remarkable come back, just you wait. I wouldn't be surprised if they end up at the Finals this year with that new Keeper of theirs, Trevor Quiggly." Ron nearly shouted to Harry who was sitting just beside him.
"They won't beat France's team this year, their indestructible. I bet you…"
"Oh get off it you two, who cares about Quidditch when we have our NEWTS coming up, you boys really need to start studying especially after those grades last year." Hermione reprimanded. In truth the boys didn't do too bad, they passed all of their subjects with decent enough grades, but according to Hermione Granger, Hogwarts newest Head Girl, if you didn't get A's, you weren't good enough.
"Who cares about the NEWTS right now anyway? We have until June to study!" Ron exclaimed, then realizing his mistake of shouting that comment in front of his mother, quickly tried to make up for it.
"Ronald Weasley! I should think you'd care about these tests, they determine your entire future. Now Bill and Percy started studying the summer before their 7th year and look at the success each of them has accomplished." She purposely left Fred and George out of the equation due to their lack of scholastic dedication. But they managed well enough and their small joke shop in Hogsmeade is expanding little by little with a new branch opening up in London sometime next spring. And Charlie, well he was smart, but always on the more practical aspect, he was always more athletic than bookish.
"And Ginny too, why she tied Percy in the number of OWL's received this past year. I wouldn't be surprised if she even becomes Head Girl in her 7th year too." Molly further explained while a blushing Ginny tried to cover up her embarrassment.
"Of course she's smart mum, she's Hermione's best friend. What else did you expect."
"Ron I'm your best friend too, don't forget that." Hermione threatened slightly with a snicker coming over from Harry's direction.
"But she's a girl." Ron pleaded as if that was the ultimate answer to the problem.
"Ron, you can take your mouth and shove it up your…"
"Virginia Weasley!" A shocked Molly cried out. "What your language."
"Right well, we were just leaving anyway, come on Hermione."
"But girls, it's your turn to clean the dishes." Molly scolded as the two tried to walk out of the dining room. Ginny turned to face her mother and quietly muttered a chant under her breath.
"No it's not mum, it's the boys' turn remember?" A flash of light shone briefly in Molly's eyes before the redhead turned to the two young men at the table.
"She's right, it is your turn. Now make sure you put them away right this time."
"But mum we cleaned them last night!" Ron pleaded as Harry vigorously shook his head in agreement.
"No, I clearly remember it's your turn, now hurry up and don't break anything."
The two girls in the doorway turned to the two boys and grinned victoriously.
"We still have a few hours to kill before we can head out for the ritual. What do you want to do in the meantime?" Ginny asked her brown-haired friend curiously.
"I want to review the information in that book we picked up, then see how we can piece that together with what we already know. I don't think the book will give us too many answers, for in truth our power has never really been researched and written down until after the Middle Ages and most of it has been twisted around. I think it'll just give us a bit more history about what exactly we're dealing with." Hermione answered.
Ginny thought back to silver-blue eyes shinning darkly as they passed her. Who was he? And why couldn't she ever remember his face, when she's obviously seen it before?
"Hermione, right before I fainted, did you see anyone pass by, anyone that we would've known?"
"Not that I remember, as we emerged we were starting to lose the Charm placed on us and you turned aside to stare at something, then you fainted."
Ginny let out a relieved sigh, maybe she was just imagining the silver-blue eyes from her visions?
"Actually as a matter of fact, I do remember someone passing a few feet away, though I don't think you saw them. They didn't really acknowledge us so I figured we were off the hook." Hermione replied, trying to remember the early events of the day.
"Who was it?" Ginny asked, scared of the response that was forming on the tip of Hermione's tongue.
"Draco Malfoy."
A/N: So what'd ya think? Still good? Can't wait to hear your reviews!
~Kandimoon