A/N: Thanks to my two reviewers. Sorry to the darling who pointed out I don't always leave her with something.

Warning for up coming chapters: Virginal Blood we can all guess what that means. Non-con may be coming into play and of course smut will be joining as the chapters go along.

As always from the beginning to the end of this story, I own nothing, just my plot line.

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Ginny screamed as the door opened and the figure come into the room. Her eyes went wide and her heart raced in fear and terror. She could see everything from before knew everything that had happened and she knew she wasn't at home any more.

Tom Riddle, such the figure that had haunted her for years. She looked around wildly and let out a short painfully cry as she noticed her surroundings.

Dripping of water was faint and the area around her was dim, the only light seemingly coming from an unseen source. The ground under her hand was cold wet stone as was the walls and ceiling. Water puddle on the floor in front wide pipes that where built into the wall. She was back in the Chamber.

Looking Down her herself she could see she was still seventeen years old, this wasn't the same dream that she had, had so many times.

"Ginny," The word as spoken as if on a breath of air that traveled to her and tapped as her awareness of the area she was in. Tom Riddle stood still an specter of his self from when she had been here last.

Standing tall with dark hair and brown eyes, Ginny might have in another time and place that he might be slightly attractive. Although now that she thought of it he wasn't, his nose was large on his face and hard angles had been cut out to make the line of his face. His eyes where cold and emotionless, empty in the deeps of them. His lips where thin by nature and his stance was tall and proud something that not many would find striking.

"G-Go away," Ginny couldn't believe that her voice was failing her, she had thought she could face him in a dream but her mind told her it was real. She had to make her dream change, she shut her eyes tight in the dream and thought hard about somewhere else, anywhere else other than this place and time.

Cold marble touched the juncture where head neck and shoulder met and Ginny yelped in terror and surprise her eyes snapping open as she went to move forward away from the icy touch on her shoulder.

A hand wrapped around her waist, hard ghostly steal holding her in place as she tried to pull away. Unearthly strength against her own tried strength, she hadn't a chance of getting away from him.

"Time for your place to be shown you muggle lover," The voice hissed in her ear with all the malice that seemed could be in the world.

Tom was looking at the girl trembling with fright in his arms and wanted nothing more than to through her down and teach her that if she wanted to befriend such as muggles and mud-bloods her place would be similar to theirs. As slaves. They belong on the ground resting on their knees, eyes downcast in fear for their lives and those of their loved ones.

He pushed the girl away from him, hard watching her trip and stumble falling to the ground her red hair shinning slightly in the dull light. He scowled, she had cut her hair to about her shoulders and unfit length for a female. It should be long never cut always in a braid or up in some fashion unless in the private presents of a owner. Taking out his wand he continued his look of distaste as he cast a spell onto the hair of the girl in front of him.

Her hair grew, somewhere past her rear, he couldn't tell as she was still on the ground. He knew it was working, would have known even if it was to dark to see anything. He could here her, whimpering in pain that come with the charm he was casting. A sadist's smile curved his lips as he heard this pleased to cause her pain in the small act. It was right that she feel pain when he had to expend the effort to correct her foolish flaws she had caused herself.

When all was said and done Tom had pocketed his wand and walked over to stand above her.

"It's just a dream, only a dream," Ginny mumbled the words her head pounding with a headache from whatever had just happened. She pushed herself up and felt dizziness over come her. Her head was heaver than it had been moments before, reaching up she felt the hair become aware of it all around her and let out a cry of disbelief.

"Now you are proper," Tom said his voice and eyes still in the same impassive way that they had been from the beginning of this encounter.

"What?" Ginny looked up at him her eyes wide with confusion as she couldn't see what her long hair had to do with anything. Then the world started to fade and turn black around her. She watched as the Chamber melted away and Tom was the only think left standing in the blackness along with her.

Then he was gone as well.

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Ginny jolted awake, looking around the room what she was in. White walls, white floor, white sheets, for the briefest moment she thought she was back in the hospital wing at Hogwarts and she had just had a insane dream.

It wasn't so.

She was in a room with no windows, there where no other beds around her and the sound of footsteps to announce the arrive of the nurse didn't come. Ginny jumped to her feet in a panic and tripped over the sheets that got tangled around her feet and hit the ground hard.

The dress she was in was dark Green, black bottoms marching up starting a inch or two above her knees to a few inches above the center of her breasts. The dress reached to the ground, and the sleeves where long and loose until you got to the wrist where they were tight, fitting snug to the skin. Her feet where bare and her long hair had been pulled back into a neat bun.

Her head was pounding now that she was coming fully up from her post-sleep daze. She remember the dream and before but didn't start to weep. She wasn't going to risk anyone coming in and seeing her crying to herself. She wasn't going to allow that to happen. She needed to get out of here. Getting to her feet she started towards the door and blinked as it opened and a tall man walked in.

Dressed in a black robe and a white mask Ginny knew who this man was, maybe not his name but what he was and what he must be here for. Ginny got to her feet as fast as she could horrible aware that her upper body was almost falling out of the dress that she had been put in. She wasn't large either, she was all the smaller side when it came to her chest, but she felt as if she had grown as the dress was so tight it pushed them up and almost out.

"Well, Well if it is not the youngest of the Weasleys," The voice was deep and familiar to Ginny whose mouth fell open at the sound of it. She couldn't believe that she had heard right, couldn't think that it was who she thought it was.

The man laughed, horrible and cold sounding, full of glee that the look on her face. He seemed pleased that she knew who he was as if she could find out who he was that he would have more fun with her.

"I'll be watching over you, until the full moon that is," he snickered as he watched the horror play across her face. He knew full well that she could see into the other room and see that others moving past him. It was all the better that she know that leaving here was not going to happen ever.

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"You Must have found something!" Mr. Weasley's voice rawred in anger and terror at the news that his daughter had not been found yet. Remus had told him so today as he was going to be leaving tonight to go out with the other Werewolves as the full Moon was tomorrow.

"Arthur, I'm sorry you know that we have to be careful in this, we don't want Voldemort to kill her if he finds out we are looking for her".

If she is still alive, Remus cursed himself from the thought but it had been almost two weeks and they had heard nothing, not so much as a ransomed note from Voldemort so that they could get Ginny back. He was as heartbroken for his old friend, not even able to think of what it would be live to have lost so much in a short period of time.

"How can she just disappear?" Arthur sat into the chair that in the beginning he had offered to Remus, it seemed Remus knew he was going to need it more than he would.

It had been hell on everyone as the time moved on. Setting to rest their sons and watching the others try to get up and out of their slump, Ginny missing only seemed to remind them all everyday about what had happened.

"How is Molly?" Remus changed the subject, he couldn't bear telling Arthur that there are many ways she could have just disappeared. He didn't think that would be what Arthur needed right now.

"I don't know," Arthur rubbed a hand over his face and sighed; "She doesn't say much anymore, she still cooks and cleans but now and again she locks herself in Ginny's room and sobs. She can't even think about the boys she feels like she is failing everyone".

Remus didn't know what to say to all that. Maybe he should have let Tonks take over this, she might have been better at getting through his time. He didn't know how to handle thing like this. He had never had to handle informing families about missing people, at lest not ones that he knew so closely.

Death was common place when it came to the war they where fighting. Kidnapping of people who were important happened all the time too if they were not watched enough. Although why would they need Ginny. She couldn't do anything that they knew of the only thing that she had ever been place in was the Chamber of Secrets.

But what could that have to do with right now? The book had been distorted Harry had seen to that. So what could Ginny have that Voldemort would want.

It seemed that no one really knew.

A/N: Sorry about the spelling/grammar mistakes It is midnight and I wrote this. Next Chapter will be the full Moon, and I thought to give you this. There is going to be a plot twist. Hmm, who is under that mask XP