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Ginny Weasley knew that something was wrong. She could feel it in the air, she could feel it in the way that the air crackled, she could feel it in the electricity that made the hair on the nape of her neck stand at attention. In the mirror, she could see the fear in her eyes.
She was in the Gryffindor common room, brushing her wavy hair. 100 strokes every day and every night kept it silky and shiny. Her delicate face looked as pretty as ever, but her amber eyes betrayed her worry. The common room was hardly ever empty, and the air was so electric that all of her senses we alert.
Every couple minutes she swore she heard footsteps. But this time she was right.
"Virginia." (a/n: I know, I know it's GINERVA, but I think Virginia suits her better.) came a voice that sounded as smooth and black as the ship of Hotblack Destiato (a/n: you should read HHG if you don't know what that is).
"Ginny." Ginny corrected automatically, whirling around.
Nothing could have prepared her for what she saw. For standing behind her, smirking, was the young Tom Riddle. His black hair flopped haphazardly over his pale forehead, and his green eyes shined as deviously as ever. He looked taller and stronger than she remembered him being.
"I always thought that Virginia fit you much better, love." he said conversationally.
Ginny took a breath and tried to avoid showing her fear.
"You're not real." she informed him.
"Oh, but I am." he challenged, quickly touching her cheek. She shivered involuntarily at the coldness of his touch.
"Why are you here?" she asked, trying to keep her voice steady.
"For you, love." he said bluntly.
"Why me?" she asked, trying to buy herself time.
"I always knew you would grow up well." he said, giving her an approving look.
"Well you can't have me." she said stubbornly.
"I take what I wish." he replied haughtily.
Ginny knew that she shouldn't, and it would probably only cause her trouble, but nonetheless, she whipped out her wand and began to mutter "Expelliarmus.", but of course Tom beat her to it.
"Accio wand." he said quickly, and Ginny felt her hope slip away along with her wand. "Silly girl." Tom said patronizingly, "I thought you would know better than that by now.".
"Please, Tom, just leave." she pleaded.
"Why would I do that, love?" he asked.
"Just please, don't cause anymore trouble." she begged.
"But that would take all of the fun out of life." he finished, laughing.
"If I go quietly will you promise not to hurt anyone else?" she asked, defeated.
"I will." he consented.
"Promise?" she asked.
"I promise." he affirmed, extending a hand for her to take. She didn't want to take it, but common sense told her that it was better for her to play it safe. So she took his cold hand, and he smiled at her.
He apparated the two of them out onto the lawn in front of Hogwarts.
"I'll be back, love." he said, before muttering a spell and handing her to Malfoy, who had a very dazed looking Hermione at his side.
"Imperius." he said, catching Ginny's glance at Hermione. At this time the reality of her situation hit Ginny, and she choked on a flood of tears. She was terrified.
Everyone's heads turned to the middle of the field where, when she stood on her tiptoes, she could see Dumbledore.
Opposite to them stood Voldermort and Tom.
"Where's your Army?" taunted Tom, and Ginny cringed at his words.
There was a commotion as the doors burst open. There stood Harry, Ron, Luna, Seamus, Dean, and other Gryffindors, Hufflepuffs, and Ravenclaws.
"Here we are." said Harry, stepping forward.