A/N: Hey there gals and guys I was inspired to write more. How? Well, the story got two reviews on one day and I say that is worth writing a new chapter! Don't worry about me getting burnt out, this story is almost a year old, I saved it on my grandma's computer (it was in an encrypted compressed folder, worry not). SO here we go for round two! Thank you to Crystal Aurora Angel and Xxnot obsessedxxjust passionatexX.

Chapter Two: I Will

Ginny's bags were prepared and she waited outside her home patiently, staring at the damage left by the storm, the tree she loved to play in as a child was indignantly pushing it's roots back into the ground trying to readjust its self. Ginny played with the black leather hem of her short, red and black plaid skirt as she waited for her escort to Hogwarts. Soon enough, a tall figure could be seen in the distance. Ginny peered at it carefully trying to see who it was. She gasped excitedly, and ran to the person jumping into their arms.

"Oh my god Remus, it's so awesome to see you!" She squealed.

In her second year, she and Remus had become rather close, both telling the darker sides of their lives to one another. They had a bond superior to that of even Harry, Ron and Hermione, a similar bond, but a bond between two is bound to be greater than one between three. When he left Ginny was the first to protest.

"Now you see here you idiot! Dumbledore is NOT going to let anyone kick you out! Just stay please." Ginny pleaded.

Remus shook his head. "Kiddo, you know I can stay, it'll just cause too much of an issue, and I don't need Dumbledore losing merit points over me."

"But-"

"No 'buts' Red," He said with a stern look.

His stern look turned to a small smile. "I'm sure you can handle yourself."

"Maybe," she muttered bitterly.

"Maybe," he agreed.

He then reached over and kissed her on the cheek. "Hey, I'll write okay? You'd better write me too; and try and visit every once in a while, no, scratch that, your mum might try and kill me. I don't want to be chased around with a butchers knife and wand by a little mad woman with rollers in her hair. I can sense danger rather well."

Ginny laughed at the idea of her mum chasing him around. He ruffled her hair and she helped him close his suitcase.

"I don't like this. Be careful Remus." Ginny warned

"I will." He said

"I'll make some wolfs bane for you and send it, it'll probably not taste as horrid as the old bat's." Ginny said.

"I think he hacks a loogey in it sometimes…" Remus said thoughtfully.

"Next time I see you, you'd better be alive, or I'll have to wake you up from the dead and kill you myself," She warned.

"I will, mum," Remus said.

Ginny gave him one last hug and he put on his hat and left the room.

"Write me when you get home!" Ginny yelled.

"I will!"

"Bye Gold" she whispered.

She slumped down to the floor and cried.

They seemed to write each other almost everyday except for on the full moon. But after each cycle she sent him large packages of sausages and dried meats. She was relieved to see that he wasn't all skin and bones and actually looked a little happier than when she first saw him.

"Hey there Red, Nice to see you too. Man, am I getting younger or are you getting older?" he asked returning the hug.

"I think you've gotten younger, last time I saw you, you looked like a child molester and now you look like a child might molest you," she said jokingly, poking the man in his muscular chest.

He chuckled lightly, "I would still look like a child molester if I didn't have a beautiful pen pal that liked to cook."

"Oh really, and just who is this woman? I'll tear her limb from limb!" Ginny said mockingly.

"Why it's you love," Remus said smiling.

"Oh right," Ginny said as if she had forgotten.

"Psh, let's go before your mum thinks that I was here last night," Remus said laughing.

"Nothing happened," Ginny muttered.

"Right I can see it in you eyes, they're all satisfied," He said teasingly.

"And," he added, "I can smell it."

Ginny turned a bright red that made Remus laugh to the point where he couldn't stop laughing. He ruffled her hair again and Ginny looked at him indignantly.

"What? You're saying I'm not old enough to… you know?" Ginny said annoyed.

"If you can't even say the words, then, no." he said smiling.

"Just because I'm not a guy who likes to talk of nothing but that doesn't mean that I can't say it," Ginny said.

"Then why didn't you?" He asked.

"Because…" Ginny thought hard.

She just didn't want to admit it. She didn't want to admit that she'd been fucked senseless by Tom Riddle.

"That's what I thought, Red."

"Whatever, Gold."

They arrived at Hogwarts via portkey. Dumbledore stood at the large doors waiting for them.

"Welcome back fair lady and gentleman," Dumbledore said his eyes as always having their bright twinkle.

"Hi professor," Ginny said.

"Well now Mr. Lupin, would you care to show Ms. Weasley to her rooms? Since there is no one here currently she will be in the room near the Slytherin dungeons," Dumbledore said.

"Yes sir," Remus said.

He grabbed her bags and walked towards a hall on the far left of the room leading into a stone corridor. They walked several paces and then he opened a mahogany door.

"Here it is," Remus said.

Ginny entered and gasped. The room was huge, with tall dark green velvet curtains and a green bed with silk sheets and a large down feather comforter, there were more pillows on it than she could count. The walls were an eggshell white and had a mahogany wood trim and the floor was made of the same wood and had a large green carpet in the center. On the side nearest to the door there was a large desk and green brick bookshelves lined the rest of the wall. At the other end of the room stood a large green brick fire place that looked as if 30 people could floo in at once and not get stuck.

"So you like it? I picked it myself." Remus commented.

"I love it," Ginny breathed.

"Good, well I should get going," Remus said.

He ruffled her hair and moved to kiss her cheek, but Ginny turned her head and met her lips with his. He moved to back away, but the further he moved back the more he moved forward.

"Ginny," he breathed out. She used this moment to stick her tongue in his mouth. He moaned slightly and then pulled back.

"Ginny, no. We are not and cannot." He said

She looked at the ground, "You're right Gold, I'm sorry I just couldn't control myself."

"By Red," he said.

Ginny closed her eyes and heard the door snap shut.

"You're going to get your wittle wolfie killed Virginia," came a mocking voice from behind her.

"Go away Tom, You got what you had wanted, now be gone." Ginny said.

She felt the silver covering on his finger against her neck and she again went cold.

"If I recall correctly I didn't, I was interrupted by your mother," Tom said. "You see, my original plan was to make you cum again and again and perhaps again," he whispered silkily.

His other hand began sliding up her leg and underneath her skirt, feeling her wetness.

"Now tell me love, is this for me? Or is it for your wolfie poo?" Tom whispered.

"A bit of both I believe," Ginny said.

"Good, we're being honest." Tom said.

His tongue began making circles around her neck.

"Go away Tom, for now please, I need to think," Ginny said quietly.

He stopped what he was doing and nibbled her lip.

"Fine I will go for now and let you think, but I will be back later tonight love, I do get hungry fast," Tom said smirking. With a swish of his cloak he was better than gone.

Ginny let out a sigh of relief. She lay down on her bed and thought quietly about different things, Dumbledore, Hermione, Tom, and most of all Remus. Did he like her? Was she experienced enough to handle him? She knew he liked the kiss. She smiles to herself and turns on her back. He moaned, and he liked it. For her that was an amazing feeling, she could please Gold.

"Don't get him killed precious…"

Ginny sat upright, worrying. Tom had seen her kiss Remus, and he warned her flat out about causing his death and seemed to have no attached emotion to it. Would Tom do it? Of course he would, he's Tom. Ginny frowned slightly. How did Tom get into the school? And how did Remus not sense him? It was weirder than weird. Ginny's mind wrestled over this for a little while longer and then she soon fell into a fitful sleep.

"Sleep well precious…"