Chapter 2 – Delusions
She drifted out of her sleep and as soon as she heard a sound she curled up in a fetal position.
She knew what would happen now, he was going to beat her…with a whip, his boots, a bat, anything he could lay his hand on. She was shaking with terror and fear…
"No…please…I will obey…Master I will obey…I will do anything…Master…please" she whimpered with her eyes closed, but there was no pain, no laughter, instead she heard a voice, a different voice, a warm, caring friendly voice "Shhhh, shhhhh, it´s alright, everything is alright, don´t be afraid, you´re safe now, shhhhhh"
"Call the doctor" she heard another voice, and again it wasn´t HIS voice, "she´s awake"
It´s a trick…I know it´s a trick …Master is playing a trick on me…he let´s me think that they found me, le let´s me think that I am safe…and then…then he will hurt me again…and laugh…and…and
"OMG" another voice shouted suddenly, and she curled up even tighter, "OMG…I…I…"
I know this voice…Master is tricking me…he uses different voices
"Ginny…Ginny…it´s me…it´s it´s your m…mother" Molly Weasley stammered as she approached the bed her daughter was lying in, "Ginny…"
Her voice failed her, she would have collapsed if her husband haden´t held her with an iron grip around her waste, because that´s all he could do right now.
When Ginny disappeared two years ago, and after searching for months and months they had to accept the fact that she was probably dead, and that they would never find her body.
When Tonks came to the Burrows two nights ago, with a face white as snow and trembling all over he broke down in the kitchen, before she could say a word he knew it…they had found the remains of his daughter.
His wife, who came down to hunt away any messenger from the ministry with yet again a "really important message" saw her husband, saw Tonks and just started screaming.
Fortunately the young witch had brought not only two of her colleagues she trusted completely, but also two med-wizards, and it took 3 people to sedate the raving woman.
And as soon as the Weasleys were over the first shock came the second blow, when Tonks finally had enough courage to tell them that she was not dead but alive, and that Draco Malfoy had held her captive for two years…they both had to be stunned before they could hurt somebody…or themselves.
"Ginny…darling…it´s mum…it´s me…darling…open your eyes"
"No…don´t hurt me Master…don´t hurt me…please" was all the young girl was saying…over and over again.
Her mother sat down on her bed and touched her arm slightly and she curled up even more
Now he´s going to hurt me…I know it…maybe he´ll kill me this time…maybe he´ll kill me
"Ginny…Ginny…GINNY"
Her eyes snapped open. Her vision was blurred and her whole body shook in terror but she was going to face the voice, she was going to face HIM…
She saw his face…no…that was not HIS face, this was a different face, and a different voice.
She stretched out her hand and touched the face…it was soft and warm and…wet…she could feel tears...
She shook her head and when she looked again she saw…
"Mummy" she croacked, "Mummy ? Mummy ? Mummy !" and fainted.
The next time she gained consciousness she curled up as usual, just as she had done for so long, and waited for the pain to start.
"It´s was only a dream…mummy was only a dream" she murmured and tears trickled down her face, "just a dream"
And then again she heard her mother´s voice call her name, and this time she decided that it must end.
She jumped up, eyes wide open and shouted "Kill me…kill me you bastard…kill me" and when here eyes focused her voice suddenly failed her.
She saw…her mother
"It can´t be, he told me you are dead, all of you, it can´t be" and reached out to touch the illusion, to make it disappear.
But it didn´t, it remained where it was, she touched her mothers face and finally…finally her tormented mind allowed her to realize what had happened
Can it be..can this be real…did they find me…did they really find me…he lied to me…he lied to me…they are alive…can it really be
Hesitating she moved closer to her mother…is that really mummy…can it be…if HE tricked me again…can it be…and slowly put her arms around her.
And within the fraction of a second Ginny realized that this was no illusion and with a moan that echoed the horror and agony of two years of captivity she started crying, only this time it was out of pure joy.
She cried hanging on to her mother and her tears were mingled with Molly´s, hour after hour they sat there crying until they fell asleep in each others arms.