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9-16-05 : 10:45 PM

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Last time: You…stupid little girl… I hate you…

Now Michael… you know you can't lie to your wife. A little chuckle sounded through her mind, warming her cold, pulse-less body.

'Night my little Ravenna…

'Night… mon oiseau…

She suddenly felt cold in part of her mind, the connection severed. Fondly, lightly she stroked her brush, a tear falling on its varnished red wood.

Chapter 5 : Disturbed Dreams

Harry glared at the darkness beneath his lids.

He forced her to do it! She would never do that! It was Malfoy! She's not THAT stupid, no, she's not stupid, period. She couldn't have been on top! I don't care what was in her memory! Its not possible… You can't forget them… you know what happened… you walked in… she was happy… you all killed that… No! They did that to her! She was manipulated… they're all…

His train of thought was interrupted by his vivid memory. Auburn hair strewn on a pillow in a tangled mess, her sweat covered body glistening in the intruding light, and a look of absolute bliss plastered on her sleeping face.

Terror, horrid pure terror, replacing that wondrous bliss. Screaming. Lectures. St. Mungo's. A flick of the wrist and their 'little' Ginny was back on track. Like one of Dudley's computer programs. If he didn't like the results, he'd just erase it and try again. She was programmed to their specifications.

It was the right thing to do. She was confused. She didn't know what she was doing. Harry buried his face into his pillow in frustration. His breathing slowed as he forced himself to drag air through the cushion of the pillow. Finally calm, he rolled over, feeling sleep pulling him.

"God damn it!" He screamed in a whisper at the irritating cold. Jumping out of bed, throwing the curtains aside, he walked up to the window and shut it noiselessly. "What idiot would open the window at night in winter?" He asked himself quietly.

Drawing the curtains of his four poster to secure the darkness, he clambered back into bed. Taking a deep breath, he pulled his comforter tightly around his body and snuggled his face back into his pillow.

With the image of Ginny's bliss plastered in his mind he began to fall into a fantastical sleep.

o-o-o-o-oWondrous Dreams-o-o-o-o-o

A faint light seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere all at once as Harry lay on his bed… naked. He felt a body stir beside him. Her eyes held his mind as she straddled him.

Her body was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. He ran his hands up her sides, caressing her body. Beautiful, doughy, brown eyes staring down at him. Red hair cascading down. Her beautiful silky body.

She bent down, kissing him on the neck. Hips grinding his. Wrapping his arms around her, he pulled her closer, deepening the kiss. His heart quickened its pace. His body held tightly between her thighs, her hands combing through his hair.

Their legs tangled. Joy coursed through him as he cherished the feeling of her naked body against his more and more as each second passed. "Ginny." He moaned into her ear.

He felt her kisses rise from his neck to his jaw line, then continuing to his lips, gracing them for a mere moment. "Harry."

Everything quickly faded back to reality, as Harry's eyes fluttered open in surprise. She sounded like a man.

"Harry." Harry heard moaned again.

Harry almost yelled in shock, silenced by a strong hand clamped over his lips. A faint light lit inside his four poster. Big, beautiful, doughy, brown eyes stared down into his frightened green ones. Not the brown eyes he longed to see so close to his.

"Now Harry. Don't make this difficult. You'll only end up hurting yourself." A silky, suave voice sounded from the stranger straddling his naked body. A devilish smile crept across his full, rose-colored lips. "Now, I'll take my hand away, if you promise not to scream, yell, or anything of the sort."

Glaring at the beautiful man on top of him, Harry nodded reluctantly. His face felt cool as the warm palm was lifted. "Who are you?" Harry said a moment later, softly.

"Pavan." He answered, cheerily, obviously inclined to only answer the question.

"And why are you naked and on top of me?" Here, Pavan's smile widened even more (if that was possible) , creeping Harry out even more (if that was possible.)

He lowered his face closer to Harry's, the stench of his wonderfully fragrant breath filling Harry's nostrils. "Because you want me to be."

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A/N: Told you it was strange. I have no idea where I got the idea for this thing. It'll be explained later of course. By the way Pavan is Hindi (I think) for wind, of course Pavan is spelled phonetically. I got it from the movie Asoka, its a foriegn movie, but its really good. And don't be lazy and say, "But i don't like sub-titles." That's stupid. If you don't like to read you wouldn't be reading this. And before this gets too long that everyone stops reading it, LISTEN TO DRESDEN DOLLS AND GO SEE CORPSE BRIDE! sweet i got it all in. I'll try to get the next chapter in quicker, and I'll be sure to make it longer. REVIEW!