Ginny…Betrayal

Ginny was standing alone hands gripping her upper arms in a death crush she was crying and pleading for it to stop. It tore Harry apart seeing her like that. He could only hope that she did not feel the pain as well he was silently praying to whichever God was listening to at least grant him this wish. Then as fast as the pain branded him it stopped and Harry ran across to Ginny gripping her in a tight embrace. She placed her arms around him and cried onto his shoulder.

They stayed like that even after Snape was dismissed. Shooting Harry a death glair that was not patented yet. Eventually she stopped crying before they faded into nothing. Harry jumped into action once he was totally himself readying to apparate to the Grimmauld Place but he was stopped by Medusa. He needed rest and that was the end of it.

To save time they decided to go back into the trunk and sleep until they woke naturally. And that is just what they did…

Visiting Number 12…

When Harry woke he found Medusa already awake and staring at him. How long have I slept? Trunk time or real-time. Real-time. 30 minutes.

I am famished. Me too. And before they completed the sentence two house elves appeared. "What would you have this morning?" Asked Dobby eyes gleaming naturally. Winky was standing behind him hands clasped together a blush on her face.

There is something odd here don't you say. Medusa thought to Harry. Indeed, oh look at that. What? Around her neck. Oh my, you are right. Around her neck was a pendant on a thin gold chain. The pendant was the shape of a flower with a ruby in the centre. Harry did not know what type of flower it was but the design was exquisite to say the least.

"Beautiful necklace you have there Winky." Harry said indicating the pendant. "Did Dobby give it to you?" Harry went on. "Yes sir…" Winky said "…he made it."

You think what I am thinking? Medusa asked Harry. Yeah I guess you are right. So when are you getting one? Medusa asked Well when exactly are you getting one? Harry asked in retaliation. I have one. Medusa answered bitterly for the moment Harry left it at that.

"Dobby we will have whatever you make us. Thank you." The elves knew they were dismissed and finished with soft pops.

You want to talk about it? Harry asked sincerely while he stroked her. No. she answered curtly. Ok. Harry answered continually stroking her. Not expecting that answer Medusa asked. What do you mean OK! Don't you want to know what…

You see patience is a virtue and you know as well as I that I really want to know, I am just willing to wait until you are ready. Harry finished for her. We will have to merge our thoughts after each encounter and analyse it. You are changing the topic. A terrible tactic for one such as yourself to acquire. Well if you insist. My partner is with Voldemort, not that I saw him there. If Voldemort takes a pet it is always with him but I did not see him. I am worried about him. Well if he is not with Voldemort then it is a good sign. Well that is the part I never understood. He was never the type. He just once went of and when I heard again he was with Voldemort. How could he, he saw what I had to do to keep that monster happy. By this time Medusa was pouring her emotions into the words. Harry picked her up and held her close. You will just have to find him and bring him here. Will you be able to find him? Harry asked matter of factly. Great idea, and how do you propose we do that? Medusa asked applying a thick layer of sarcasm.

At that moment the house elves appeared with the food. Harry conjured a table for all four of them on the bed. Not even transfiguring something just making out of thin air. And he doesn't even realise how difficult that is supposed to be. Medusa thought to herself releasing an audible sigh. Something wrong Harry asked but this time it was Medusa who shook her head in the negative.

The food was placed and the four started eating. The food was great but Harry had other thoughts on his mind. The fact that Medusa's partner was with Voldemort bothered Harry and he knew he had to get him away from that monster. The question was just how. He knew he had to get a message across to him and he needed to act fast, for both their sake.

After swallowing a bite Harry asked Medusa What do you know about the Death Fangs? The first question is how do you know about them? They are supposed to be Toms spy network although they hate him. I just heard him talking to him once. Medusa frowned and then continued. Well they are a special breed of snakes that he created by combining a lot of different snake types… He engineered them. Huh Harry shrugged and motioned her to continue.

Anyway they are capable of small magic's but not as much as the house elves. Not much is known of them as they are a new breed. When they fail in anything they are killed immediately. They are each imbedded with a crystal. The power I believe is from the crystal and they recharge much the same as your magic needs to be charged. I myself have a crystal in me and you are the only one that knows of it by the way. This time it was Harry who said Huh Yes, there were only two crystals. A big red one that all the Death Fangs were created from and then there was a another blue one which disappeared. Tom wanted this one for a special purpose but I took it and absorbed it with the help of the wizard who made the rest of the Death fangs. He suffered under the crucatious curse for using the crystal on a normal Death fang and was told to continue with his work.

Shocked Harry asked And does the crystal help you in anyway? Yes it does but only small things as I have never been able to charge it fully. How is the crystal charged?

Basically all snakes have magic but it is so little it is negligible. This magic is then basically used to charge the crystal but I think it will be possible for you to charge it as well. We will just have to figure it out.

Yes, we will first have to determine how the crystal is connected and to what. Anyway we will have to play with that and then convert the Fangs to our purpose.

Never thought of that, I will make contact with them. And whatever you do be careful. Yes mother. Swatting at her Medusa ducked and slid of. See you later. I am going to make a turn at number 12

After finishing his breakfast Harry thanked the house elves and they with the rest of the food disappeared. Harry went over to the cupboard looking for clothes. Picking a jean, a plain black shirt, blue socks and his Dock Martins Harry headed for the shower.

Satisfied with the way he looked Harry Apparated away to another place that had apparition barriers. Harry could feel the barriers as he exited and entered them but it was more a case of them asking him if he wanted to enter or not. Well seeing that he was on his way there he wanted to and they granted him access. Harry went directly into the room that Sirius used. Immediately memories flooded him and he surprised at how little there was but it did not matter he had them at least. Sitting on the bed he stroked the cover removing any wrinkles there was.

Contemplating the events he did not hear as there was a soft pop. "Harry Potter sir what are you doing here?" Dobby asked not hiding his concern. He did not think to ask how Harry came to be there. "Professor Dumbledore is here can I call him over." "No Dobby it is fine I am not here to see him." Not hiding the way he was feeling towards the headmaster.

"I will be continuing with my work then Harry." Harry smiled and nodded watching as the house elf took his leave. Harry got up and went to the door opening the door Harry went in search of Ginny. Going down the hall towards the kitchen he heard the voice of Albus Dumbledore and froze. The order was presently in sitting. Rounding the corner Harry saw a blue bubble surrounding the whole group and in the group Harry saw Fred, George, Ron and Hermoine as well. This amazed him as he knew just how mothering their mother was. What bothered him more was the fact that his two best friends were in the order and he not. Why am I not there with them? I am supposed to kill him and yet I am not here. Harry asked himself not expecting an answer.

Listening intently Harry could hear what they were talking about very faintly but none the less. As Harry started to analyse the bubble he saw a fine line going to Albus on the inside. He must have created the bubble. Harry thought and started to listen intently. Severus stood up and left after giving an account of what happened with his last visit and that he was awaiting further instruction from Voldemort thankfully leaving out the part that explained Harry's presence.

"Now I believe it is time to talk about Harry." Albus said. "Cant we bring him here?" Molly asked voicing the question. "When will he become a part of the Order?" George asked. Ron answered the last question with a simple answer. "He is a liability as you know you-know-who might be able to read his mind." "Thanks Ron and he will have to stay there until it is time for school to start." Seeing no other questions being asked Albus continued. "Anyway I have placed some of the inventions of the twins in Harry's room. We will be able to monitor him from here." As he said that a screen appeared showing his room in the flat. Another screen showed the bathroom and the kitchen while the last showed an overhead view of the house.

Harry stood there gaping at his stolen privacy. "Sir I believe there must be a better way to do it." Hermoine said hesitantly. "I think it is brilliant." Ron said "And besides it is for his own good will." Ron finished. Hermoine only nodded. "We will take turns to watch him." Albus finished. "Hermoine will you draw a schedule for us?" Albus asked and she merely nodded.

They did not see the clock on the wall changing from "Home" to "travelling" to "Number 12" to "Surprised" to "Befuddled" to "Thought Full" to "Troubled" to "Disappointed" to "Unhappy", "Mad", and "Furious", "Enraged" and finally "Unknown"

Harry stood there transfixed looking how they invaded his privacy. He noted the angle at which the views was showing and decided to do something about them once he reached home.

How could you do this to me after all you have done already? You call yourselves friends. Well you are certainly out of my shadow. What do you think I am some criminal or something? I have heard enough. Harry thought turning to head back the way he came.

"Point me Ginny" Harry said to his wand. It flew up into the air and indicated the direction from which he came. He headed up the stairs and saw the portrait of Sirius mother starting to billow. He cast a privacy bubble on them. She started screaming at him that he was rubbish and other types of filth.

Harry just looked at her. Finally she said enough and looked at him panting. "Are you done now?" Harry asked her. She started again. Harry smiled and started laughing. When his laughing subsided he saw that she was looking at him as if he had three heads. "What is so funny?" "I am having trouble understanding why they have not removed you yet." "Well that is easy, because it is impossible." She said crossing her arms and sticking her nose in the air. Harry nodded and took grip on the portrait. It was removed from the wall immediately. "Can't be." She exclaimed.

Maybe it is because I really am tired of you and seeing that I am the new owner of the house it makes a certain amount of sense. Not so." Then Harry had a brilliant idea. "Well if you will excuse me but I have use for this portrait. Please leave before I destroy you." She did not think twice but ran for another portrait. Harry did not know where but he did not care. Apparating into the trunk at home Harry got a picture of himself. He resized it and then he connected the portrait to himself and transferred some memories for good measure as well. Enchanting the portrait with them Harry apparated back and replaced the portrait. Closing the drapes Harry smiled at himself and the other half smiled back. "Point me Ginny" Harry said again and followed his wand.

Reaching the door Harry knocked. He was answered with sobs. He tentatively opened the door and saw Ginny lying on the ground in a ball crying her heart and what else out. Harry shut and locked the door and ran to her. She heard him and looked up. She threw herself at Harry pounding his torso with her fist. Harry just stood there receiving the punches. He said nothing feeling his own tears flow slowly. He watched as the punches first became softer and then less frequent. Eventually they stopped all together and Ginny gripped her face. She started going to the ground but she never made it.

Harry embraced her mumbling into her ear. "I am sorry" Over and over until it became a mantra. She hugged him back and stood there crying into his neck. They stood like that for ages before Ginny pushed away from him. "Please tell me what you feel when you watch the scenes?" Harry asked earnestly. "Helpless, lost, enraged and a bunch of other emotions." Almost afraid Harry asked "No physical pain." "No." Was the answer."Thank God" Harry mumbled. "What do you mean?" Ginny asked watching the elation roll over his face. Harry looked at her and not wanting to answer he studied the bed.

"If you want to talk about the dreams or anything else for that matter we can easily arrange it you know." Harry said changing the subject. "And how will we do that as you and I know that you should not be here to start of with and how did you get here by the way?" She asked. "So you would want to visit me if it was possible?" Harry asked. She nodded looking thoughtful.

Harry conjured drapes for her bed and put some charms on them.

When they finally withdrew Harry took a galleon from his pocket and transfigured it into a ring. He plucked out one of her hairs and one of his. He entwined them and transfigured them into a sapphire. Then he took another hair from her and transfigured it into a ruby. He took another one from him and transfigured it into a black diamond. He magically fitted the gems with the gems centring the sapphire with the other two abreast. He placed some runes on each separately. Making a small cut in his finger he filled the runes with his blood. As the rune was filled it would start burning and then shrink in size until it was almost invisible. He took her hand and placed the ring on a finger. It shrunk to fit snugly then he started to explain.

"If your finger goes cold it means that someone is at the door. If you're finger starts to warm up it means they are on their way to you bed. When the feeling is hot they are opening the drapes. You have to press the ring against the drapes to open them. If you want to visit me press your palm against the sapphire and say – Take me to Harry. It will transport you straight into my trunk. Later we will make it to take you to me other wise some might be suspicious if you appear out of thin air. Now the order is doing something that is…, let's just say irritating me. I need to resolve it and then I will return and we can start making arrangements for you holiday tuition."

She nodded and said. "I was writing a letter to tell you about some things they have been up to in order to protect you." She said exasperatedly. "Unfortunately I have no owl and nobody wants to borrow me theirs." She got up and found the letter. She handed him the letter. "Thank you. I thought of them as my friends and then I hear them talk to the rest. If they just said what and why they were doing it I would maybe have come to some agreement but watching me in the bathroom is I would say somewhat disturbing." Ginny laughed and blushed. He kissed her forehead and said. "Give me two days and I will be back. Oh yeah they have a surprise waiting for them with the portrait. I would love to see their faces. Anyway you can invite Dean as well." He said. At this Ginny started laughing.

Frowning Harry asked "What is so funny?" Blushing Ginny answered. "I am with Luna." This time Harry answered "Never saw that. Sort of makes sense. So it won't matter if I do this?" With this he peck kissed her mouth. "No. It is much too brotherly." She answered.

"Anyway, can you contact Luna?" Harry asked. "Yes I will fire call her." She replied. "Remember two days, bye." With that Harry disappeared with a soft puff.