(A/N: Every music title you down here are suggestions for good music compliments of your author.)
Monday, 11/8/04 14:20:15
Class has just ended. I've been dying to tell you about it. I've been offered to be an apprenticeship for Professor Snape. Professor Snape is internationally known for his skills in Potions, not to mention he's in the Master Association, I must say it is a great honour.
However, I am slightly confused, why did he pick me? A Gryffindor nonetheless, but also a Weasley? Should I really trust him? Is it really intelligent to put my life in the hands of a Death Eater? He says he's a spy, but for which side I sometimes wonder.
My parents seem to trust him, just hours after he sent the owl I had a reply letter sent. They seem particularly keen on my acceptance they even sent me congratulation gift. My mother sent me some chocolate truffle and some money. I love her chocolate truffle, it warms my heart to know that she cares.
My father sent me something very special, he loves 60s music. I have received Led Zeppelin- Early days& Later Days; Iron Butterfly- In Agada Da Vida; I've also received some Beatles and Rolling Stones, The Doors, and Pink Floyd- Dark Side of the Moon. I wonder where he got the money, to get them and a CD player. All He wrote was: Don't tell your mother. Therefore I know that there is some sort of magical component within. My brilliant, brilliant father, such talent wasted away in a 8 by 8 cubicle, he has the ambition, why won't he use it?
Professor Lupin's state was unnerving today. He looks at me as though I remind him of someone. And earlier I heard him gasp in shock about something but fell silent quickly. I wonder what it is that he knows. Whatever it is, I'm obviously involved. It disturbs me to know that something important in which includes me is about to happen yet I haven't a clue as to what is about to happen. I shudder to think of what it is that disturbs Lupin so, he is such a calm teacher.
Oddly enough he pulled me aside after class and he- well he sang to me. I am confused, what did that have to do with anything? He has a soothing voice however, it was oddly pleasant. When I asked him how he learned, he just smiled and said, "Someone pushed me to let the monster out within." Let the monster out within, what does that mean? Does he mean the wolf? Or is it something that we all have inside?
I must yet again depart dearest diary, for I am to be at dinner soon and I have practice today. Farewell.
GW
Ginny closed her diary placing it in her bag and left the room. As she walked she swore she heard a whisper.
Follow the waterfall…
"What?" Ginny said, freezing.
Follow the waterfall, what lies beyond it is beyond your wildest dreams….
"Wait, what waterfall?" Ginny asked. Silence greeted her. "Hello?" she said, turning around checking to if someone was pulling a prank on her.
"Little Geneva Weasley really has gone mad," said an oily voice. A young girl slightly older than Ginny was leaning against the wall, cigarette in her mouth. She had on a black leather jacket and a Goth-like skirt complete with green and black striped socks that went up her thigh, and knee high boots. She had green streaks in the front of her hair. And dark green eyes that reminded Ginny of the trees from the Forbidden Forest.
"Who are you? And what are you doing here? This is a no-smoking facility," Ginny demanded. She chuckled lightly, raising a thin eyebrow at Ginny. "I know who you are Ginny Weasley," she said smirking. "Yet the question is who are you," Ginny said.
"Solve my riddles, then I'll tell you who I am," she said. Ginny rolled her eyes, she really didn't feel like playing games. "Well either that or I could just kill you," she said, making it sound like a joke, but her eyes told all. "Very well then, it seems I haven't a choice, shoot," Ginny said tapping her foot impatiently.
"Pianos, quills, sparring, and magic, all different but-" she looked at Ginny awaiting an answer.
Ginny rolled her eyes. That was too simple. "They all use your hands." "Correct." Her eyes seemed to brighten slightly. "The moment you live for-" she looked at Ginny again. "Doesn't live for you," Ginny said.
"Good, one more," she said. She said, her eyes glowing just a bit brighter. " 'follow the Waterfall to the sands of time' spelled backwards is pronounced-" She looked at Ginny expectantly.
Ginny thought for a moment before carefully saying, " Emit fos d nas eh tol la fre taw eh twol lof."
The girl smiled, her eyes turning an unnatural green. Ginny felt a gust of magic overtake her. She tried to scream, but nothing came out. "Correct. See you at school Geneva," the girl said. She began to blend in with the magic. "What's going on? Take me with you!" Ginny shouted, tears coming down her cheeks.
"Is it dead or is it sleeping?"
"It's a girl you idiot, no an 'it'."
"Well looks who's moody today…"
"Guys, she's coming around."
Fours silhouettes began to form in front of Ginny's watery eyes. The sunlight burned her eyes and she shut them tight. Sunlight? Where is she? She kept them shut, hoping to block them out. "Hey lady, are you okay?" asked a kind voice. She opened her eyes slowly, seeing an sandy brown haired person with grey eyes hidden behind glasses. "Professor Lupin sir!" she exclaimed, wrapping her arms around his neck and into a choking hug.
"It was so weird, there was the green light and this weird girl I don't even know whether she was human or not and oh my god it was so scary, I had no idea where I was thank you so much for finding me!" She said quickly. "Excuse me miss, " He choked out, she was squeezing the air out of him. "I haven't a clue as to whom this professor is, but I think that we need to take you to the Hospital Wing, you seem to be hallucinating, I'm no professor," He said.
Ginny released him hearing that he was indeed not her beloved professor. That was the first time she'd ever been that close to a stranger since, since, since forever. She blushed slightly. "I apologize, you just looked, familiar," Ginny said, staring at the ground. "It's no big," He said, waving his hand dismissively. "I'm Remus, Remus Lupin," he said shaking her hand.
"Remus?" She asked, looking at him. Oh that was why he was so familiar, well… this is new. She began to hyperventilate and yet again, passed out. "You're great with the ladies Moony," said his dark haired friend sarcastically. "Bite me you square. Padfoot, you didn't see the look on her face? She looked at me like I was somebody she knew," Remus said, thoughtfully. "And what was all that 'Professor Lupin Sir'? She got the surname right, but you can't be a professor, you're an idiot," Padfoot said, scratching his head.
His two friends whom had only observed the situation to this point sniggered. Remus rolled his eyes. He muttered something around the likes of 'stupid is what stupid does.' After chuckling for a moment they fell silent. "So, err... What do we do now? Any ideas James?" Remus asked, looking at Raven haired boy with hazel eyes.
"How about we wait until she comes around again, just keep from talking to her Moony, we've already seen how she reacts to you," James said half serious, half joking. "Hey, how about we just hex anyone who passes by," said a short blonde one.
They looked at him surprised, he never had any type of independent ideas. "What a brilliant idea Wormtail," Padfoot said. They leaned back on the tree that was behind then, Remus sitting down and pulling out a large novel. They waited five minutes, nothing happening.
"Prongs, oh prongs, he loves to wear thongs," sang Padfoot. "I do not," James said defensively. "Sure you don't," he said, raising an eyebrow at his friend. "I'm bored," James said annoyed.
"Hey, let's write on our buts so when we go in we can flash 'have a nice day!' at the whole school," Padfoot said. "Now that's the most intelligent idea ever," Said Remus looking up from his book. "It'll be fun," James said.
"Count me out boys," Remus said, returning to his book. "Oh, come on, you put the 'Moon' in Moony," James said. "Don't think so," He said. "Fine, sit here like a log, and leave us all alone," James said, letting out a mock sniff.
Remus sighed, "Who's got the pens?" Padfoot dug in his bag, pulling out a pack of thick, multicoloured felt tip pens. "Thanks," Remus said.
"Alright James, pull down your pants," Remus said. "Why Moony I had no idea you were so kinky, right here in front of everybody?" James said mockingly. Remus tapped his foot impatiently as his friend chuckled slightly, pulling down his pants. "Okay, now hold still these things are cold…"
She opened her eyes to see the oddest thing she'd ever seen, Remus had several markers held between his teeth as he wrote on his friend's rear end.
"Err.. Am I disturbing anything?" Ginny asked, looking at them oddly. They jumped slightly Remus looking at her. "How are you feeling?" he asked her, placing a hand on her forehead.
"No offence but can you get you hand off of me? I just have this reflex it takes a second to kick in and all but-" Ginny words trailed off as she grasped him by the wrist and twisted his arm back, pushing him to the ground. "Sorry, so sorry, my teacher had been showing teaching me to defend myself, sorry so sorry, he err.. Just kind of, err… sorry," Ginny muttered , getting off of him.
"No problem really," He breathed out, trying to lift his body up and finding that his arms were paralysed. "Why exactly can't I move my arms?" he asked her curiously. She poked a small spot on either side of his shoulder. She looked at him sheepishly. "Pressure points," she said.
He tried to move his arms again this time they moved. He looked up to see his friends hidden in the tree. Ginny's eyes followed his. Her blue eyes meeting hazel ones. They stared for what seemed an eternity. "Err… hi," said James.
"Hi," she breathed out "I'm James," He said, Jumping out of the tree. "Ginny," She said, shaking his hand.
She felt a jolt of electricity run through her hand and they wrenched their hands back. He obviously felt it too. There was an unnatural silence. As someone walked between them. "Hey I'm Sirius, Sirius Black," Padfoot said, giving her a grin. "Hello there," she said.
"I must say that you are the most beautiful girl I've ever met," he said, taking her hand and kissing it lightly. "Do you tell that to every girl you meet?" She asked. She didn't mean to be rude, but she was just tossed back in time by some green obsessed nut job so she had every right to be rude. "I mean if you really tell that to every girl you meet you need some new material," She said. He looked dumbfound as she pulled her hand out of her grasp.
"Nice to meet you too," she said.
His friends sniggered slightly, staring at their friend who was looking at Ginny oddly. Ginny saw a small blonde boy who was a head shorter than her. "Hey, I'm Ginny, what's your name?" She said, smiling at him. His blue eyes looked around nervously. "Peter," he said, blushing slightly." "Nice to meet you Peter," she said, holding out her hand for him to shake. He looked around to see whom she was referring to. Seeing no one else, he shook her hand. His hand was soft and clammy. She looked at him pityingly. He's just a scared little boy…
"Well now I still suggest a trip to Madame Promfey, that is, if you don't feel like fainting any more," Remus said. She nodded and they left.
'What the hell is happening to me?'
TBC