It was the end of the week, and Ginny had just finished her OWLs. The tests seemed easy for her, easier perhaps, than they should have been. Like she thought, they put exams at the end of the year, so that the students wouldn't remember everything. Enabling the students to work on their studying and reviewing skills. But, of course, if you were smart- like Hermione you wouldn't have to study.
The OWLs had taken a lot out of Ginny. She had finished them around two, having started early in the morning- about six to be exact. So Ginny rested before suppertime. The end of the week had come by quite quickly. The OWLs hadn't been as hard as they had been made out to be.
Around six-, which is supper time at Hogwarts, Ginny left her room in pursuit of the Great Hall. She knew today would be a special night, for her at least, she had been eating in the office for the past four days, learning all that she could cram into her mind, so, as she had just done, she could take the OWLs.
Luckily enough for her, she could still take the courses that she wanted to, even without passing the OWLs. Which was the good thing, she supposed. But, she seemed hoped that she wasn't the only person taking a whole schedule of classes. Thinking to herself, with not a little bit of annoyance, Dumbledore had tricked her again.
That night, dinner was rather interesting. Full of exotic foods, originating from another race-which no one-not even Hermione- could place. But still, the food was tasty. Halfway through the meal, Dumbledore stood up, and called attention up to the front table.
"This announcement concerns the students enrolled in the Combat, and Delving into the Dark Arts course,"
At once you could tell who was in the course, because they looked attentive, while the rest of the school seemed to zone out.
"No," said the aged Headmaster with a chuckle "the course hasn't been cancelled. What I merely wanted to say was that the teacher has arrived. Everyone please welcome Kiirar Megiltura Kiliani."
The entire hall clapped, astounded with the beauty of this woman. Her skin was milky white, and her body was long and slender. If you looked closely enough, you could see the tips of pointy ears sticking out from beneath long black hair.
Aha, thought Ginny. This is what type of food it is-Elvish. Odd though, since elves tend to keep to themselves. Not naturally shy creatures, but more like centaurs, reclusive unless provoked.
Ginny finished off her helping of a particularly appetizing dish, and made to leave the Hall. As she was almost at the door she heard the screams of several students.
Many screams were shrill; she knew most of the girls were screaming, the screams were too shrill, even for Collin. Shouts also of "Oh My God! That's gross." or "Stupid Bastard, he deserves what he got!"
There was only one teacher in the school that could elicit such a response- Snape. Of course, it had to be Snape. He had been gone for days, the deputy Headmistress was worried, but Dumbledore wasn't worried, the old guy had been wrong. Ginny supposed that casualties were a part of war, but it was still a bitdisturbing,
Unable to control her curiosity, she looked at Malfoy. He looked disgusted, and, Ginny thought, a little smug. He must have known about this. But of course he was Mr. Junior- Death Eater, ever since Daddy had escaped from Azkaban he was practically gloating.
Compelled to look behind her, she saw the body of the former Potions Master. Suddenlyher mindwas transported somewhere else. Into an old decrepit building, suddenly she knew it was days ago- the day the Potions Master was last seen. She saw the last few minutes of the long hated teacher. And suddenly, she respected what the man had done.
As a youth he had turned away from all that he had been taught, to do what he had thought was right. Left all of his once friends, for the greater good. That was something she could respect.
But asquickly as she had come to the old house, she was back in the Great Hall. And the ground came up to her. But she never hit it. Underneath the table two cats, each the opposite of the other howled, and their eyes glowed a bright silver. And a boy, dressed in all black slipped out the door cursing all the way.
And to the students, as quickly as all had happened, the centaur who served humans came through the door, and spirited the girl away.
Needless to say, waking up in the arms of a Centaur who is rushing through the Forbidden Forest is not on the "Top Ten Most Pleasant Ways To Wake Up" list, so whatGinnyfelt was a bit more thandisoriented. About five minutes after Ginny woke up, they came upon the rest of the centaurs.
"We told you never to come back." Said Ronan, the obvious spokes-centaur for the group. "And if you did come back, we said we would kill you. Now you bring this… this human into our forest. What didn't you understand about what I said?"
"This is different," said Firenze, while placing Ginny on the ground. "Haven't you been watching the stars? Haven't you noticed Mars and Jupiter? They are bright. Brighter than they have been since the day this one was born! She is the one!"
Now Bane stepped forward. "We have noticed these signs. But she cannot be the one. That is the Potter boy. And if she were the one, you wouldn't have brought her here. Now get out of here. This is your last chance Firenze, if you come back we will kill you!"
At that, the centaurs walked away. Ginny, still disoriented was sitting on the ground. Firenze lifted her up easily, and walked out of the forest.
Back at school things weren't going any better. Through all the hullabaloo over the corpse appearing in the hall no one noticed that Ginny had been taken- well except for one person. And that person wasn't really a person at all. It was Kiirar Megiltura Kiliani. Who through the next week would make it known to her students that they should call her Professor, or they would be put through rigorous exercises. But that is beside the point.
Upon noticing the removal of the student she was told to look out for, she too slipped out of the Great Hall unnoticed. Upon leaving the Hall she went to the front doors to wait. Firenze- she knew- would be back very soon.
And, her observations were right. Within five minutes the former Divination teacher exited the forest and galloped over to the door.
"Hello Firenze, it's been long- too long."
In the Gryffindor common room the mysterious new student was waiting. Waiting for something he didn't even know would come- and definitely didn't know what it was.
These compulsions had been controlling him since the rising of the Dark Lord. He had been watching Virginia since the previous. He had to guard her- value her more than his own life. She would have to be safe.
And then the music came. The day when Ginny first got the dream, stronger when her power erupted- and even stronger when she was seeing into the past. The castle was claiming her. She was the chosen one. Their heir to the Four Founders. She was
The Princess of Hogwarts.
Author's Note.
Once again its kind of short, but I've run out of time and ideas. Next chapter will be less about Ginny, and more into other people. Plot will pick up soon, but this will all make sense in the end. But like always I haven't written lately, and for anyone who's reading this I'm sorry. Anyways. I haven't had times to thank everyone who has reviewed. Getting reviews is what makes every Author's day.
Uh. Ok.
Wytil. You figured out that it was Nefertiti (I don't know how to spell it). I had just thought that she would fit well into the story. What she did in her life was truly amazing. I had just watched a thing on television about her, and I felt that her and Ginny's strong spirits would fit well together.
Sorry. I'm blathering. Anyways, I'm dedicating this chapter to my friend Henry, because he has helped me with the plot ideas, and puts up with me when I don't update.
-Ta.
Eireann
