A/N: well here's the next installment. Thanks for the great reviews, those of you who wrote them. I very much appreciate it.
~Kandimoon
Chapter Eight
She couldn't sleep, couldn't do much of anything these days. It's been a week since classes have started but she didn't remember anything about the lessons she went to. All her mind could think about was him. He was everywhere lately, or so it seemed to her. Stylishly swept back chin length blonde hair and piercing blue gray eyes…
'He even stalks me when I'm awake…' Ginny thought to herself. 'Before it was just my dreams, but now it seems he's in my thoughts all the time.'
Walking down the deserted corridor, she turned around quickly after getting the distinct feeling of being followed. With a short gasp of breath and a red flare burning in her smoke brown eyes, she looked up into the face of her stalker.
"She was said the be the youngest, barely surviving seconds before the death of her Mother. But the Mother Goddess knew her youngest offspring would indeed bare great power, and so she told her other children to watch and protect her, to make sure she stayed pure and true. The oldest stepped forward on unsure feet and knelt before her dying parent. "With wisdom and courage I will protect our sister." The second child then came forth and imitated her older sibling, "By my sword and protector East, I will protect our sister."
"The third child, barely minutes old, arrived next to her younger sibling with great wonder. Something clicked for her at that moment, she knew this child would be her other half, closer in sisterhood than the other two. So she knelt down with her silver chalice and poured a small amount of purified water on her sister's delicate head. "By the healing power of Water, I will protect our sister." And so the mother smiled as she took her final breath, calm and content that everything would be okay for her children."
"What is your point, Malfoy." An irritated Ginny asked.
"Water has always been drawn to Fire and Fire to Water, even back in the time of our ancestors' births. Even from that moment, Spirit knew that Fire would be the most powerful of the four. Can you image such power, Virginia?" He whispered from behind her in her ear. Shaking her head slightly to sort out the information, she turned back around to face him, piercing silver blue eyes glowing brightly.
"I would never use such power for evil. It would be wrong, I won't join you and your cause." She replied bitterly.
"Don't you want to better yourself? You are always tagging along Granger, seeking answers, trying to become the best, trying to become…powerful…even. He could help you know, the Dark Lord can help you improve, to become the best…"
"I won't do it." She glared defiantly, her ritual staff glowing a ruby red in her hand.
"Little Virginia Weasley, youngest child of a striving lower class family. You could break out of your older sibling's shells you know. The infamous Bill and Charlie, or even that loser Percy or the obnoxious twins, make a name for yourself, surround yourself with riches beyond all your greatest dreams…"
Her cheeks were quickly gaining redder than her flaming hair and she stepped back a few feet to put some distance between her and Draco Malfoy.
"But I guess you prefer your own company. The pathetic older brother who is nothing more than a pesky sidekick to a boy who's famous for something he had no control over. And of course the 'ever brilliant' witch, Granger, she'll still always be one step ahead of you, you know that right? You can never out do her knowledge or power, not on your own. It's sad, truly sad, you could have been great you know…"
"Stop it! Stop it!" She cried while waving her staff forward and sending a flash of red light in Draco's direction. He merely held up a hand where a glassy blue shield protected him from the approaching flame.
"Your anger gives you power Ginny, won't turn to our side, you say? Too bad you're already following its footsteps." And with that, Draco left, dark blue cloak billowing softly around him, like a river of silk.
Ginny fell to her knees and stared at the hands that had betrayed her. His final words replayed over and over in her head and she barely recognized the salty tears flowing down her pale cheeks.
'Too bad you're already following its footsteps'.
He couldn't sleep, never really could since the night of his mother's death. Images plagued his mind, visions of revenge rushed through his veins like blood. He wasn't paying much attention, and when he collided with a slightly taller dark figure, he lost his sense of balance and fell a few steps backs.
"Watch where you are going, Mr. Hawthorne." Snapped the ever-furious Professor Snape.
"I would not be the only one to watch their step, professor, or their back as well." Gaven replied with anger.
"You would do well to remember your position, Mr. Hawthorne."
"And yours as well. But Death Eaters rarely listen to anything that isn't slimy and green, or so I'm told." The amber-eyed student replied bitterly.
"Bite your tongue or it'll be removed, you insolent child. Twenty points from Ravenclaw for not disrespecting a professor."
"I'd watch your back, Professor Snape, I vowed to revenge my mother's death, every last one of you will be hunted down for your sins." Gaven announced as he turned to walk in the opposite direction he came from, golden cape gliding around him. All Professor Snape could do was watch the younger man's figure walk away.
"What did he say to you?" The calming voice of her best friend asked later that night.
"He tried to get me to use my power by making me angry. He made fun of you, and the boys, and of my family. Then he promised me wealth and power, he said I was already turning dark, Hermione." Ginny finished in a slight whisper.
"He will keep on trying until you give into him. You must control your anger, Ginny, for the more you use your power, the darker you will be become. Save your strength, we will need it in the months to come."
"What if I am not strong enough to fight it? He keeps tempting me, and it's seductive, really, the way he makes it seem so careless, harmless even."
Hermione sighed softly to herself and already hated the words that were forming on her tongue.
"Ginny, you are stronger than you seem. His power of Water makes him emotional and vulnerable, for that reason Voldemort won't keep him, they want you. But, if you use Malfoy's sudden interest in you, to help our side, then we may have a chance at defeating him."
"What do you want me to do?"
"Seduce him back to our side, convince him, use your ancestor's gift of creativity and passion, we need him with us, we could be lost without him."
"I can try." Ginny said, though her insides were shaking horribly.
"That is all we could ever ask of you." Hermione smiled and turned away from her friend, not wanting her to see the shame on her own face.
"What news do you bring us, Young Malfoy." The red-eyed snake like figure asked from his 'throne'.
"All four powers have been discovered and reside within Hogwarts, my lord." Draco replied to his elder.
"And the girl? What progress have you made?"
"She is quick to anger and easier to bend to our will. She will join us in time." Draco replied with a smile, matching the growing one on his master's face.
Some time after the younger Malfoy left, Voldemort pulled aside his most trusted follower, the elder Malfoy, for a quick word.
"Your son, he will not become too…attached…to his mission."
"His power of Water makes him emotional, but his genes as a Malfoy make him obedient and respectful. He will do as he is told contrary to matters of the heart or soul."
"Good…very good. This world will be ours soon enough."
A/N: Not as long as I wanted to make it, but enough to tide you over. I wanted to explain the goddess thing quickly. The ideas of the elements I gained through books that deal with wiccan and pagan practices, however, subtly I threw in a few star wars things too (anger leading to dark power: think Anakin in episode II with the death of his mother). Also I made up some things too. Anyway, hope you all enjoyed the chapter and when this writer's block fully clears up I'll write some longer and better chapters.
~Kandimoon