A/N: I'm sorry it takes me so long to get these chapters out. They are normally not even that long but I have been pretty busy. So this is the next chapter. Who was this to be for? Actually I'm not sure. Rereads lyrics… At first I thought maybe Neville but then I thought Ginny. So here's Ginny's song. So I couldn't really hear any distinct background singers so I figured it could be her echoing herself. Meaning in bold will be her echo and her singing will be in Italics. YAY!

Harry came into the dormitory looking for his books that he had left on a table to night before. The room was empty because all the students were in classes. Except Harry heard someone crying from a corner. Curious he followed the sounds across the room where Ginny sat under it.

"Hey, Gin. Are you okay?"

"No…" Then she showed him her wrist.

It was cover in blood. Harry gasped slightly. He looked at the cut slowly he saw its shape. It was crude but almost an accurate replica of the dark mark.

"Ginny, who did this too you?"

"I did."

"What?"

"Not on purpose Harry, no. I… um… well I kinda fell a sleep here and when I woke it was there. And suddenly had the memories and pain of cutting it there."

"Ginny…"

"Harry. I, I think You Know Who can posses me like he can you."

"How?"

"Remember, the Chamber of Secrets I gave him my soul and he gave me his."

"Not completely though."

"No, but enough." None of them had noticed the music that had suddenly started to play and so began Ginny's song.

"I can remember a place I used to go
Chrysanthemums of white, they seemed so beautiful
I can remember, I searched for the amaranth
I'd shut my eyes... to see"

Harry just stared, he couldn't believe this and not to mention stupid songs which played riddles with people's words. What was she talking about? He pulled her out from under the table.

"Oh, how I smiled then, so near the cherished ones
I knew they would appear... saw not a single one
Oh, how I smiled then, waiting so patiently
I'd make a wish... and bleed"

He did notice she smiled less. Ginny gave him pleading eyes so he would understand, but he tried he did nothing made sense. How could Voldemort do this? He was beginning to panic slightly.

"M, maybe you should see Dumbledore." Her eyes pleaded with him again.

"While I waited I was wasting away
While I waited I was wasting away"

"Wait, you knew he was returning, didn't you?" She nodded. "Why didn't you tell anyone?"

"I can remember... dreamt them so vividly
Soft creatures draped in white, light kisses gracing me
I can remember when I first realized
Dreams were the only place to see them"

"Oh, you though they were dreams. But nightmares too. Your connection with him gave you nightmares and reams like me. You must have thought it was paranoia." Tears fell from her eyes.

"While I waited I was wasting away
While I waited I was wasting away
While I waited I was wasting away
Hope was wasting away
Faith was wasting away
I was wasting away"

She had hoped it was only nightmare from her past experience. Nothing more. Then the dreams they became more real, more vivid. He would drain her when he needed some more. Harry looked her in the eyes. "Ginny…" He grabbed her and held her as she cried.

"I never, never wanted this
I always wanted to believe
I never, never wanted this"
"How could I have become?"
"I never, never wanted this
But from the start I'd been deceived
I never, never wanted this"
"How could I have become?"

She pushed away. She couldn't let him help her. Ginny felt like nothing more then a traitor.

"I never, never wanted this
I always wanted to believe
I never, never wanted this
I never, never wanted this
But from the start I'd been deceived
I never, never wanted this"

"Of course you were deceived. That how he works his magic, that how he gets his way." She knew that but didn't know how to believe it. Ginny always felt there was some good in all people. Even Voldemort.

"Inside a crumbling effigy"
"But you promised"
"So dies all innocence"
"But you promised"

"Me"

Harry felt powerless. He couldn't help her. She had to battle this out on her own.

"While I waited I was wasting away
While I waited I was wasting away
While I waited I was wasting away
Hope was wasting away
Faith was wasting away
I was wasting away"

Weak and tired she collapsed into Harry's arms.