Title: Summer In Paris

Author: Saiya Jin Girl

Disclaimer: I own the plot. JK owns the rest.

Chapter 69: The Final Ritual

Ginny pushed open the door to the chamber as quietly as she could and she stealthily made her way into the huge room. She was very scared as she closed the door. She felt as though she would be caught, but she knew that the stranger was caught up in some sort of euphoria. Apparently he had just achieved something, apparently he had just acme to life. She shuddered and then quickly ran to hide behind another altar in the room to plot her next move. It was her alone, against some weird freak of which she had no idea of how powerful he really was. She took several deep breaths and began to think.

Harry and Ron were still chained upon the walls and they were of no great use to her at this moment. She needed to do something that would perhaps set one of them free and then they would be able to help her. But then she would need a distraction. And then both Harry and Ron would be too weak to help her do anything. She bit her bottom lip in frustration and held back her urge to cry. This was her moment to prove herself to the rest of them. She too could save the day. Somehow.

Enkil was still weak, but he was happy. He was alive. Finally he was flesh and he could take his revenge upon those who had done him wrong. He looked around the chamber at his doings. There were the two fools hanging upon the wall. The red head, the one he possessed, and the other one with the scar. Enkil knew that the scarred boy was powerful, perhaps too powerful for his own good, but he was not there to worry about those two, he was concerned with the two lovers on the altar. They were what he really needed--two fresh, beautiful lovers, whom he would sacrifice in order to regain his strength. He was so close now he could feel it. His blood boiled. When he completed the last ritual, he would be the most powerful being that this mortal world had seen in ages.

Ginny sighed. What the hell was she going to do now? She peeked around the altar and saw the man walking around staring at his hand incredulously. It was almost as though he hadn't seen a hand in ages. Or perhaps he hadn't seen his own hand in ages. Should she go and get Dumbledore? It seemed the smartest thing to do in the situation, but some stubborn Weasely pride made her stay and contemplate her next move. She would have to do something. She would wait and see what the man's move would be next.

Hermione stirred and awoke with a start. She looked around and saw that she was still tied down to the altar and so was Draco. She did her best to hit his foot with hers and he soon began stirring. His eyes fluttered open and they fell on Hermione's face and it was immediately contorted with anger.

"So, Hermione darling, did you enjoy tying me up? What is your next plan may I ask?" he spat bitterly. She sighed.

"Draco, I swear, it was not me," she whispered. He looked at her.

"What do you mean it was not you, Mione, you…you did this! What the hell is wrong with you?" Her eyes opened wide.

"Nothing! I'm fine, Draco, don't you see, it was Enkil all along…he possessed me!" she whispered fiercely. He glared at her.

"And I'm supposed to believe that?" he spat.

"Yes, Draco, look, if I could explain this now I would, but we don't have time, I think he's going to do something worse, Draco, we need to escape, and we need to save Harry and Ron!" she said.

"Ginny as well," he muttered. She managed a weak smile and looked at her surroundings.

"Ginny is here? Well, no use right now, how are we going to get out?" she asked him. He shrugged.

"You tell me,"

"Maybe I can help," whispered a voice. Hermione strained her neck and saw Ginny hidden behind the altar.

"Ginny!" Draco whispered.

"Shh," Hermione hissed. Draco looked around for Enkil. "Ginny, you need to get help," Hermione said. Enkil was still pacing around.

"I know, but, I can't escape now, we need to act fast," she whispered. Hermione nodded.

"I see your point, you're going to have to somehow free one of us," Ginny bit her lip.

"This is going to be a bit difficult,"

"Especially with the mental Egyptian walking around," Draco whispered. Ginny sighed.

"Well…" She did not get to finish her sentence as Enkil made his way over to Hermione and Draco. He grabbed a huge book that lay at their feet and opened it to a page somewhere in the middle. Hermione gasped. What was he going to do?

A/N:

I am so sorry I took so long to update this and I know that this isn't anything much but its still something, school has been stressful and I am very busy, college applications and so on so please forgive me and I will try to update this story soon. I have to find my layout to see what I had planned next. Sorry again and thanks for all the reviews!

With Love—Saiya jin girl