DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING HARRY POTTER, JUST THE DRAGON GODS!
Ginny rolled fitfully in bed. In her dreams, something large and dark was chasing her. She ran, quicker than she had ever run before, but still it gained on her. Suddenly, her escape was cut of as her feet reached the edge of a sheer cliff. She spun to face the darkness, and it moved closer. She slid backwards from it, but miscalculated her distance from the edge. With a scream, she fell, and awakened with something that smelled cloyingly sweet pressed tightly over her nose and mouth. She struggled for a few moments before Ginny's eyes rolled back in her head as she lost consciousness.
The person who had drugged Ginny lifted her out of her bed and walked down the stairs of the dorm to the common room. In front of the fireplace, she dropped Ginny unceremoniously on the floor as she took a handful of floo powder from a bag at her side and threw it in the fire. She said two words only, "Malfoy Manor." Then picked Ginny up and stepped into the fireplace.
Ginny awakened slowly and groggily looked around the room. It was dark, but she was lying on a bed of indescribable softness. Suddenly, a single candle flamed into existence. In its light, Ginny saw a pale face, large dark eyes regarding her calmly. Ginny sat up gingerly. Hundreds more candles flared, and she shielded her eyes from the unaccustomed light. "Where am I?" she asked. The other person stepped out into the light.
"You are in Malfoy Manor, Milady," said a female voice.
"Malfoy Manor! What's going on? Who are you, and why am I here?" Ginny asked, panicking. She swept the coverlet aside and leapt from the bed, forgetting her remaining dizziness in her fear. She stood shaking as the other woman approached.
"Milady, I cannot tell you why you are here. I have not been told. As to who I am, I am Valkyre, milady. I have been assigned to you, for tonight. I am," the girl paused, "unusual for my kind." Ginny began to force herself to calm down. She studied Valkyre. The girl was slender and tall. Her violet hair reached to her knees and her black eyes were large and solemn. Valkyre came to Ginny's side and reached to take her arm. "Come, Milady. I must do as I was commanded.
"What do you mean, 'as you were commanded'? What are you going to do with me?" Ginny asked, springing back. Valkyre was fast. She grabbed Ginny's arm before Ginny could complete her movement.
"I was commanded not to hurt you, Milady. But, there are certain preparations that I was told to make for you. Please, Milady, come with me and do not force me to compel you." Ginny stood, staring at Valkyre for a long moment before nodding woodenly. Valkyre led Ginny by the arm through a previously unseen door. They walked into a large bathroom. In the center of the room was a large tub sunk into the floor. As Ginny watched, the tub began to fill of its own accord, the water bubbling up from the middle like a flower. Valkyre strode to a wall covered with shelves of bottles of every shape and color, and chose a creamy brown liquid in a spiral shaped bottle. She poured a small amount of the liquid into the tub and the room was suddenly filled with a sweet, warm scent, like vanilla and cinnamon. Valkyre returned to Ginny and helped her to remove her clothes, then escorted her to the tub. She helped Ginny into the tub then backed up a few paces. A stone bench rose from the center of the floor and she seated herself as Ginny relaxed into the warm water. After a few minutes, Ginny sat up and looked at Valkyre.
"What kind is your kind, Valkyre?" Valkyre took a deep breath.
"I am a vampire, Milady," the girl said quietly. "But as I said," she continued, interrupting Ginny as the redhead began to speak, "I am unusual for my kind. I do not drink the blood of humans. Only animals. My… partner and I are two of the only vampires in the world who refuse human blood." Ginny asked the only thing she could.
"Why?"
"We find that, though our classic vampiric powers are diminished, we gain new powers." The answer was simple and self-serving enough that Ginny had to believe it. "Come, milady." Valkyre said, rising from the bench to help Ginny from the water. "We must finish your preparations." She handed Ginny an enormous, blood red towel to dry herself with and took her arm to lead her into another room.
This room was smaller and lined with shelves and hanging bars from which hung the most beautiful array of gowns and robes Ginny had ever seen. The back wall was given over to a mirrored box with a dais in its center and a large vanity. Valkyre led Ginny over to the vanity and sat her down on the velvet cushion. The vampire then proceeded to dry Ginny's hair with a drying spell. Valkyre brushed the fiery mass until it shone like rubies pierced through with sunlight. Then, she began the laborious process of applying makeup to Ginny's pale pace the muggle way.
After her work on Ginny's face was completed, Valkyre led her over to a shallow closet recessed into one of the walls. She pushed Ginny forward, gesturing for her to open the door. Ginny complied. She removed the dress, the most beautiful she had ever seen, and Valkyre helped her into it.
When Valkyre was done with Ginny, what seemed like hours later, she led the confused red head out of the room and down a long, nearly black corridor. The corridor ended in a large room that was pitch black, save for one, single beam of light. Valkyre pushed Ginny into the light and stepped back into the shadows. Ginny, suddenly even more afraid, cried out, "Don't leave me here alone!" Valkyre laughed softly and her eyes glowed ice blue in the darkness.
"I will not leave you, milady. I promise. Be patient and silent. Everything will happen soon."