BREATHE NO MORE

by QUILL OF DEATH

Chapter Nine: Just Leave Me Alone!

"I'm so tired of being here

Supressed by all of my childish fears

If you have to leave

I wish that you would just leave!"

My Immortal, Evanesence

"Prefects, lead your houses to their respective dormitories, teachers, follow me to the third floor corridor,"Dumbledore instructed firmly. Everyone did as told.

Ginny ran ahead of everyone to the Slytherin Girls Dormitory, and walked over to her bed, collapsing on it. Guilty, was she. It was her who had set that evil creature loose, Riddle made her. She had tears in her eyes, remembering that horrible memory. It had been on her way from the Hospital Wing…

FLASHBACK—

Ginny was on her way to the Great Hall for the Dinner Feast, when she felt a probbing at her mind. It was too strong, and she let that someone in, not knowing it could cost a life.

'Ah, little Miss Weasley,'the voice said. It was so snake-like it was almost scary. She heard a word like 'Imperio' and then the person, or whatever it was, started talking again. It was almost hissing. It was hissing. 'Open the Chamber of Secrets in the girls bathroom. In your Potions cauldron you will also find a book, a diary, if you will, by me 'Tom M. Riddle.' Take that with you and open it. After you've opened the Chamber, let the Basilisk run free to attack Muggleborns around the castle.' The thing laughed. Hideous laugh. One not meant to be human.

'N-no, I-I won't…get out of my head!'she yelled.

'Ahh, you won't, hmm? Would you like to suffer the same fate as your brother? The Crucatius Curse, perhaps? It was I, who told the girls to cast the spell…' 'Tom' hissed.

'You…bastard…'

'Now, now, is that a kind of language an eleven year old should use? Do as I say and you won't get hurt. Do you hear me?'

'Yes, master…'

'Just call me, Lord. Lord Voldemort.'

'Yes, my lord. I shall do as you wish.…'

'Excellent…'

END FLASHBACK—

Ginny had tears in her eyes. She couldn't believe she had let Voldemort control her so easily. But if she didn't, she'd be punished, or killed, knowing his skills and talents. Some of many. She was guilty as charged, but no one knew but her.

"Ginny, Ginny, please come down!"she heard Draco's desperate voice calling. She could not. What if Voldemort controlled her and made her kill him? She gave no response.

"GINNY!"he pleaded.

"I CAN'T!"Ginny exclaimed, breaking down in tears.

"What?"

"I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!"Ginny exclaimed, letting the tears flow on her pillow. Get out, get out, get out! Voldemort was trying to possess her again. Not with Draco around, no…

"GET OUT OF MY HEAD!"she exclaimed, hysterically crying. She was banging her head on the headboard, but it only caused a headache. Tears were streaming down her face. The life at the orphanage was bearable, but this wasn't! Nobody had controlled her there! Why had Voldemort chosen her! Because she was the weakest target! The one that everyone sacrificed for their own benefits?

"Ginny, I don't care about the rules, I'm going up there NOW!"Draco yelled.

She was crying so hard, she started coughing. She started a coughing fit so much, blood was coming out of her mouth. She kept choking and crying. Voldemort was doing this to her…

Sooner or later, her bed was covered with blood. Soaked. So were her robes. She didn't care. She was lying on the blood-covered bed, crying hysterically, crystal tears mixing with the blood. If Draco was coming, why wasn't he there?

'Ah, Ginny, are you liking my torture?'the voice asked. Lord Voldemort had returned.

'Why are you doing this? I did what you asked of me!'Ginny exclaimed, crying.

'Yes, but you have yet to fullfill your mission. Which is…to kill all of the Muggleborns in the school. Until you do, have fun.' The voice was gone.

"STOP, PLEASE. STOP MESSING WITH MY HEAD!"Ginny cried hysterically, her spirit broken. She was broken. Voldemort had done a terrible crime, and manipulated her. Everyone would see to it that she was guilty, which she technically was, and for that she would be seeing Azkaban anytime soon. That made more tears and blood come out. She was still coughing, it was the worst feeling she felt. Now she wished she really were at the orphanage, being flirted with, told to do chores. At least there, Voldemort couldn't touch her…or could he? She had learned from Dumbledore that he was a mysterious being, one that had no regrets in killing the innocent, or guilty, or even children. She would die the same fate as everyone else had, at the hands of Lord Voldemort. Tom Marvolo Riddle. Except much more evil than he was before. In his life, he was just ignorant. In his now after-life, he had no regrets for any murders, any killings, or anything pointed towards him. He maybe the most wanted thing on Earth, he didn't care. He liked to cause pain, and that was what he was doing. To one person only at this point, and you know what he was doing? Laughing! He was amused by the torture he was putting Ginny through! She hoped it wasn't going to last long, at least until she told someone…no…she could not, everyone would think she were crazy, saying Voldemort provoked her into opening something that should not exist, and sending a large snake creature to attack Muggleborns. Perposterous!

She heard footsteps running up to the dormitory, and stayed silent. She guessed it was Draco. Or anyone else. She heard a gasp and a choked sob. Who could…

"Ginny, no!"

TBC…

QOD: My favorite chapter so far! It only concerned two characters, Voldemort and Ginny, but still... real angsty and kinda graphic, neh? I haven't used that kind of writing style, in like, ever! PLEASE REVIEW!