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CHAPTER SIX

Fleur Delacour gave her silvery blonde hair a pat before nodding her pretty head to Bill Weasley. "I'll check on 'er . It seems a 'ile since ze girl 'as been there," she agreed and stood up.

Bill smiled thankfully and rose too, giving Fleur a quick peck. "Thanks Fleur,"

"Ah…yu flatter me for ze smallest of things," she said beaming and swept past the hall. Indeed, Bill took good care of her. Spoiling her to the core, he was such a sweetheart. No wonder she couldn't resist saying yes when he proposed to her. Pity she couldn't tell him the deepest of her secrets like he did.

"Ginny?" Fleur whispered knocking the door. She received no reply, not a sign that she was in. Ze soundproof spell, what a fool! she thought as she produced a snakelike statue with a slip of parchment protruding from its tongue.

Then, she tapped her unusually long wand on Ginny Weasley's door muttering a complex spell. Slowly, a silvery serpent twisted as another serpent formed from it and soon formed the word: Molly Weasley. Cursing, she muttered the same spell again and again and was satisfied when the snakes formed: Tom Marvolo Riddle

"Ah, zat leetle boy needs to cover eez tracks better," she said and laughed mockingly. Then she looked once again, at the statue of the serpent and wrote on the parchment: He has come.

The snake's ruby red eyes rolled slightly taking in the parchment which was soon wiped blank again. Satisfied she crept away making up a tale on Ginny's refusal to open the door. Inwardly, she wanted to burst out laughing.

"What a pity, Bill…ze poor girl eez going to get late for ze train!"

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Ginny didn't know what she was doing locking herself in the door. Ever since the dream, last night, she had been struck with fear and fury at the same time. She glanced at the mirror, dressed in a light pink T-Shirt and faded blue jeans covering her bruises. She felt thankful that Tom couldn't attend Hogwarts or contact her through the dreams. Placing a soundproof charm, she rummaged through her trunk until she found the Diary.

She was surprised to see that Tom hadn't written anything in it since their first communication through it. It only made things better. Without hesitating, she flung the Diary out of the window. There, taken care of.

As she was about to unlock the door, she heard a tiny crash. Turning around in alarm, she saw the Diary hopping back in through the window. It would've been hilarious if it wasn't one of Tom's jinxes to make it seem so. Then, the Diary hopped by itself and jumped into her trunk. It did nothing but increased her temper. She kicked open the door after unlocking it and found Bill waiting for her.

"Bill," she shrieked in surprise.

He looked rather worried, which was surprising seeing how cheerful he had been during breakfast.

"Oh, Gin...Thank Goodness! Fleur said you refused to open the door?"

"NO…I mean, I soundproofed the room…How could I have heard her?" Ginny demanded surprised.

"Oh. Well, we'll have to reach Kingscross in a few minutes…So, fast!"

Ginny nodded, noticing Bill suddenly staring at the walls puzzled. Dismissing the thought, she hurried downstairs.

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"Mr.Potter?"

Harry looked up alarmed and then noticed the voice coming from the fire. He recognized the face at once, their spy of course. He nodded, his heart leaping with excitement. Maybe this was the day, the Horcrux's whereabouts could be traced.

"Yes?"

"The Horcrux, Sir…I have a good idea where it is. The Lo-"

"Where is it?" Harry interrupted.

"It's in Hogwarts, Sir..."

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"Goodbye Ginny, don't forget to write!" Mrs. Weasley shouted as the train began to move.

"Bye Mum," Ginny shouted back as she waved from the first few steps of the train. As her mother, Bill's and Fleur's images became smaller and smaller, she hoisted her trunk up and made way towards the Prefects Compartment. This year however, she wouldn't be the one listening to the Head Boy and Girl's instructions anymore. She'd be Head Girl. The thought made her rush towards the compartment.

After a series of wrong turns, she sighed with relief finally making it.

"Um, I'm sorry I'm late," she said as she stepped in. Colin Creevey and Helen Tarsier, Prefects from her year gave her a welcoming smile.

"Head Girls are never late, Weasley!" an amused voice said which made her turn around.

He had dark midnight black hair and hazel brown eyes contrasting with his pale complexion. He looked quite handsome, and Ginny noticed the Head Boy badge pinned to his sweatshirt. He gave her a smile.

"Oh, forgive me...I- Who are you?" Ginny said coming to the point. Her voice contained a note of confusion. Those new were never made Head Boy's till now.

"Sorry, I'm Mathew Livid," he said as she nodded numbly. There seemed something familiar about him, something she couldn't place quite well.

She let him give the instructions, which he did well. His voice was smooth and carrying which certainly got everyone's attention. Last year, half the compartment had slept through this session.

"Thank You," he finally said as the Prefects filed out.

"Now Weasley..." he said turning to her at last.

"Yes…um..Livid?" she said facing him. He seemed to choose his words carefully before taking her hand :

"May we introduce ourselves…on actual basis somewhere else?" he asked after which he apparated carrying her along with him.

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A/N. Alright…I shortened this chapter which didn't include the "Tom/Ginny" conversation I promised…sorry! The next one'll include it for sure…One Clue I'll give you: Mathew Livid is not whom you may think it is…woOt! I Love to confuse…

By the way the sneek-a-peek:

Her feelings were a tangled mixture of disbelief, betrayal and an odd longing for her past. He seemed to make her twisted web of life a simple sketch. She as shocked at the way her thought pattern changed, just because he had reentered her life.

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