Chapter 4

My sleep was not restful, nor was it worth the pain that I was experiencing in my dreams. When I woke up, I heard a horrible screeching in my ears. My alarm clock was going off but it read 8:15, not 7:45. I began to panic. Roger would come looking for me and who knew what he would do when he found me.

I sprang out of bed and ran for the door, not worrying about how I looked. I ran into the common room and ran into something very solid and very angry.

"You're late," It said coldly and cruelly. "I said to be in the room of requirement at 8 and instead I find you in your common room at 8:15. I thought you cared for the life of your friends. Apparently you don't care if I kill them."

"Roger! Please! I'm sorry! My alarm clock did not go off. I was trying to get there as fast as possible. I didn't mean…" I was cut off by a hand hitting my face, hard. Roger looked down at me rubbing his hand.

"Shut up bitch," he said. "I don't care for your excuses. I want you to do as you're told."

With that he grabbed my wrist and pulled me roughly to my feet. He then dragged me into the fireplace and threw some green powder in saying, "The room of Requirement!"

I closed my eyes and tried not to get sick. Fireplaces were spinning all around me, or was I spinning. My face was burning from where Roger had hit me. I felt faint but just before I passed I heard a clam soothing voice in my ear that said, "Hold on Gin. I'm coming to save you, as I should have done a long time ago."

I tried so hard to keep conscious. I struggled to keep my eyes open and to keep my mind working. The spinning and swirling. A sharp pain that I felt in my arm and later, the red blood that began to seep from a deep gash in my arm. Then, suddenly, it all stopped. The room stopped swirling and my head stopped spinning.

I was thrown out of the fireplace into a room with a plush bed and a small couch. The walls were a mixture of red stripes and blue stripes. Suspicions confirmed. I was brought here to unite Griffindor and Ravenclaw in a way that no child my age should be united. Roger grabbed my arm roughly and threw me onto the couch.

"Petrificus Totalus!" He called quickly, pointing his wand at me. I was frozen where I was. I was sprawled across the couch from where I had hit it. I could not move an inch. My mind began to race while Roger began to talk.

"From the first moment I met you," he began, "I found myself mesmerized by your presence. I thought that it could be possible that I had feelings for you. That maybe, I was in love. When I asked you out, I thought you loved me to. Then, he came to me. The Dark Lord appeared to me in a dream and opened my eyes to all that was going on around me. He told me that you still were in love with that rat Potter. He said that you did not really care. I didn't believe him at first but then I began to watch the way you acted. You really didn't care about me. You still love Potter. You know its true. So the Dark Lord gave me an idea. A plan. Why not unite these two houses? Why not create a bond that even Potter cannot break. We are going to perform the unbreakable vow."

"Never," I thought to myself, since I could not speak.

"You will do as I tell you or your little lover boy will die. I have death eaters in the castle right now. They are ready to kill him is I give them word. Do you really want him dead? Are you so selfish that you will just let him die?"

Roger's voice was cruel and cold as he spoke these words to me. Roger didn't love me. He wanted power. He wanted the power to control me. I hated him. With all my heart I hated him. I wanted him dead. A tear ran down my face as I weighed my options. Lose Harry or lose my free will. Which was more important? Soon many more tears followed the first.

Roger's face contorted with anger and malice. He rushed at me and began to beat me, his fist landing all over my vulnerable body as more tears flowed steadily from my eyes.

"Stupid bitch! You don't know what I have done for you! You love Potter and you don't give a damn what happens to me!"

My body was burning and my eyes were burning. Every tear I shed was for Harry. I hoped that what I was enduring now would save him. I did not want Harry to die. The tears just burned. Every tear I shed was like a little piece of my heart leaving me. My heart burned. Tears just burn.

I lost consciousness and when I awoke I was naked and Roger was readying himself to rape me. I freaked and immediately tried to escape. I tried to move. To run. To scream, but I could do nothing. Suddenly, I felt a blast of icy cold air and a harsh voice said, "Leave her be. Don't touch her again!"

Harry ran into the room and threw a curse at Roger. It hit him in the chest and caused Roger to fall to the ground writhing in pain and a minute later lay still breathing heavily, eyes darting around the room. Harry ran over to me muttering the counter curse allowing me to move. He pulled a sheet off of the bed and wrapped my bruised and bleeding body in it. He said, "Hold on Gin! Listen to me! You have to hear this before I lose you!"

I felt my spirit leaving me and then, from what seemed like a long way away, Harry called out, "I love you Ginny! I always have and I always will!" Then, I felt something against my lips but I never got to see what. I was gone. I knew nothing. I felt nothing. Then, my mind went. Tears just burn.