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Ginny made sure everyone was asleep before she took off out of her window on her broom. She had stolen Harry's invisibility cloak earlier at dinner, and now had it over her just as a precaution.
She was flying over the little village of Ottery St. Catchpole, towards where Malfoy Manor is located. She had been flying for a few hours before she began to see the looming house below her. Ginny circled a few times before diving swiftly, stopping at an open window. She opened it a bit more before slipping inside, leaving her broom on the windowsill. She crept through the many hallways, unsure of where she was going.
"Oof!" Ginny said as something at her waist ran into her. She looked down and saw a house elf.
"Spotty is sorry, miss! Twill never happen again! I's swearing!" The little house elf said, terrified and running off. Ginny looked after it, slightly amused, before continuing down the corridors. She heard a noise and turned sharply and nearly screamed. She saw her own reflection.
Ginny was slightly plain but very pretty. She had big doe brown eyes and rich red hair that curled slightly down her back. At the moment she was pale with fright, eyes wide in fear of being caught. When she realized it was just a mirror, she let out the breath she was holding and relaxed, continuing down the hallway.
Ginny walked through a door and into a room that looked like it had never been used. She exited and continued searching the house. She was walking around for at least a half hour when she tripped over a loose rug and tumbled down a flight of stairs.
"Ow," Ginny said, rubbing her head and struggling to stand up. She had barely put her hand on the rail to help her when she saw a shadow.
"Weasley?" She heard someone say.
Oh shit.
"Yes?" Ginny said, standing up fully now and trying to look innocent.
"What are you doing here?" Malfoy said, looking surprised.
"Um…I'm here to see your father. May I?" She said. Draco Malfoy smirked.
So he hasn't changed. Ginny thought as she observed him. Same perfect posture, trademark smirk, platinum blonde hair, and silver eyes.
"Be my guest," He said, walking away. Ginny stood there unsure for a few seconds before following him. He led her to a room and then left her to her own devices. Ginny knocked on it and heard Mr. Malfoy say,
"Come," Ginny walked in and Mr. Malfoy looked up, surprised.
"Miss Weasley?" He said.
"Yes? Oh…I mean…I'm here to see you about something." She said.
"That would probably be why you are here. Please, sit." He said, smirking.
"No, I prefer to stand, thanks. You see…it's about…the incident…in my first year? I was wondering if you still had the diary." She said.
"What diary?"
"Don't play stupid, Malfoy," Ginny snarled suddenly. "You know exactly what I'm talking about. Riddle's diary. The one that got destroyed in the Chamber of Secrets."
"My, Miss Weasley, you sure are snappish. Yes, as a matter of a fact, I do still have the diary. But why should you care? It nearly killed you." He said. Ginny walked right up to his desk and stood there, arms crossed.
"Because I want it,"
"Well what if I said I wasn't going to give it back?" He said, smirking.
"Give it to me!" Ginny said, slamming both fists on his desk, upsetting his ink.
"With that attitude, I don't think you'll be getting it."
"Please," Ginny said pleadingly, frantic.
"Fine, but on one condition." He said, snapping his fingers.
"Anything," Ginny said, now totally desperate.
A/N: cliffie! Yay! Bad bad bad parts coming up next!