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CHAPTER FIVE

He looked just as he had in her dreams. Just as he had in the Potions store. Yet, it was probably how close they were that made her heart beat faster. He looked the same, with coal black hair and mysterious icy blue eyes. He was dressed in simple yet well-pressed black robes. He was edging closer as she stood there stunned. Too stunned to move.

"Ginevra," he said simply as though acknowledging one at a tea-party.

His voice cut through her heart like an icy blow. His mere presence caused her hands to go clammy, her mouth too numb to speak. Instead, she moved backwards.

His smile became more pronounced as he watched her vain attempts to escape. She looked adorable, her blood red hair cascading down and contrasting wildly with her pale skin. She would be of more use as others, he knew her pretty little head could work well. He knew she was more smart than she let in, the Dark Lord would be pleased. So would he.

"Ah...Escaping are we?" he asked as her warm brown eyes changed rapidly. They weren't as warm and innocent looking anymore. They looked as though they were set on fire, flaming with rage. She didn't look as petite or terror stricken as before. Her frame seemed towering all of a sudden. He had just witnessed Ginny in anger.

"Get out! Or tell me why you're here," she said, her voice surprisingly soft. Soft, but deadly. Yet, she had abandoned her usual squeaky tone with Tom.

Any other man would've fled by now. Ah, I'm proud of you. Tom thought. Yet, he wasn't fooled. Ginevra Weasley was helpless.

"Of Course, love," he said grabbing her hand and settling on one of her armchairs.

"Sit down?" Tom said as Ginny secretly fumed.

"This is my house, Thank You," she said almost breaking his hand with her sudden ironic grip.

"Cool down, Ginevra," he said with what he thought, was the best of smiles Tom Riddle could offer.

"Cool down? Very nice, Riddle. When an innocent little girl finds out that her almost murderer is alive, she doesn't cool down.. Your experience as an...erm...trouble maker may have taught you that?" she said, her lips curved into a surprisingly mocking smile. Her eyes were still on fire, yet, they were now talking rationally.

His eyes surprisingly softened and put on an innocent face. "An innocent girl like you...yes, I understand..."

They're eyes locked again, willing the other to respond. Both heads were working on how to make the next move. How to get unexpected information from the other. Tom's seemed to be working faster.

A minute later, he lunged for his wand and pointed it straight at her.

"Come with me," he commanded after pinning her against the floor. Her eyes showed surprise and her strong act subsided.

"Where?"

"My palace,"

Ginny now cracked up laughing trying to kick her legs free at the same time. "You have a palace?"

"No games, Ginevra darling. Come with me." he said as he pulled her up on her feet.

He could feel her body weaken. She stopped trying to escape from his grip. She had given up as usual, poor Ginny. She looked at him, her expession pleading as he wanted to laugh. He was looking forward to a very nice chat at the palace.

As he was about to apparate, she kicked him on the stomache catching him by surprise. His face was red, storming with rage.

Without further more attempts, he apparated from there. His last words didn't cause her to trembled with fear as usual. Although they were etched to her brain: You shall pay!

Ginny laughed to herself. This had only been their first encounter. She had achieved her first triumph over him. A part of her may have still feared him, but the other perked up with confidence. The little strength and will she had diminished soon as he haunted her again, that night.

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"You'll go to Hogwarts tommorow, won't you love?" he reminded her as she made no effort to break free of his grip. They were in the graveyard this time, yet he made sure she were looking at nothing but his face.

This is a dream, she told herself, hoping it would stop her knees from trembling. She was vaquely aware of a cold finger trace the outline of her jaw. She tried to ignore the shivers it sent to her spine. She was not giving in to his game. She didn't move, she stayed as still as a statue.

"We won't be able to meet again here then, won't we? Dumbly Dore made sure of that before he died," he drawled as she couldn't stop herself from trembling with rage anymore.

Her hand fought free of his grip and she slapped him hard on his cheek.

She had enraged him, she knew that before she felt the sharp end of a rock hit her. She screamed with pain, screamed more than she ever had before. The more she screamed, the more his smile widened. Then, she felt his cold lips brush against hers out of blue.

The wound throbbed but didn't effect the roughness of the kiss, bruising her mouth. She tried to pull back, but he wouldn't allow her.

"You can't play with me Ginevra...You know that," he whispered before letting her fall into the whirlpool and black and dark red...

She didn't have to run for the mirror to see that the bruises remained. Tom Riddle had got what he wanted for her misbehaviour: Revenge. Somehow, she knew, this was just the beginning.

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A/N. Yes, bad chapter again...But essential for the plot...You've got a peek of the "non-fearing, bold" Ginny and you shall see more of her soon... Not REALLY soon but soon. Aaaaand, Ginny and Tom kiss! Anyway, Here is a sneek-a-peek preview of the next chapter:

Harry, Ron and Hermione discover where the next Horcrux is...

Tom enlightens Ginny on what is going on.

Fleur Delacour reveals an astonishing side to her behind her breathless beauty.

They aren't PARAGRAPHS from the chapter as I haven't started writing on it yet but just whats going to happen... Hmm...so you know the drill: 5 reviews or no chapter! Ha, Ha! R&R y'all!

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