"First, Weasley, tell me exactly what happened during your first year." Draco started.
"Why should I?" She snarled back with venom lacing her voice.
"Because I am conducting some research and I need to know the truth about what happened to you in order to find the answer to my search." Draco hissed, truthfully, for once. "I suggest you tell me, girl, before I decide to hex you into something unpleasant." Draco threatened.
"You can threaten me all you want, but if you hurt me in any way, you will wish you were never born." Came the reply in a low, dangerous snarl.
"Heir," Draco said simply. Ginny smirked. "You are the heir! I am positive!" Ginny's smirk grew wider and an eyebrow rose into her hairline.
"The heir? Of what?" She asked in a false singsong voice.
"You are the heir to the dark empire that our Lord is building. You will be the one to rule it with a powerful and cunning hand. With me by your side we shall be invincible." Draco bowed his head to her and took another sip of his slightly cold hot chocolate.
"Ah, but what about our Lord? What shall he rule? He is, after all, the one who will bring this empire about."
Draco thought for a second before the answer came to him. "Our Lord will rule everything from above and beyond, in complete control. Our descendants and us will be the ruling figureheads who dispense all that he decrees and will adjudicate the mundane things that need not worry our Lord. We shall be the rulers that the world sees and our Lord will be the one who is actually doing the ruling."
Ginny smiled and bowed her head to him. "I pronounce you, Draco Malfoy, co-heir to the throne of the world of the dark. You will help us in our quest to bring about the era of the Darkness Rising. We shall build this empire together without worry of opposition to our powers." Her smile faded from her face into neutral lines. "You have passed my last test Draco Malfoy. If you had given a less insightful answer you would either be dead, or have forgotten about your search for me with a little memory charm. I congratulate you on a job well done." Ginny ended her speech and stood up. Draco stood up and began to follow her out of the kitchen. When the bowl of fruit had closed behind them Ginny pushed her lips against his in a chaste kiss before running off in the direction of the owlry. She had a very important letter to send.
Voldemort was sitting in his high-backed chair, in his usual place in front of the heatless burning fire when an owl he didn't recognize flew in through the open window. It dropped a note onto the table next to him before flying off again. Voldemort opened the letter curiously. It was from Marcus Flint.
My Lord,
I have discovered that Ginny Weasley is your heir. When should I expect my coronation?
Sincerely,
Marcus Flint
Voldemort's eyes opened wide in shock. He had been positive that the Malfoy boy would get to the answer before anyone else. Now it was too late to carefully eliminate any opposition because the opposition had won. The only way to deal with this was to crown Flint as Co-heir and have him killed or captured by the Order in the line of duty. This was a very bad occurrence for the Dark.
"Wormtail! Get me Malfoy and Flint Senior now!" Voldemort hissed at the cowering figure at his feet. Peter ran off to do his only masters bidding.
Ginny sighed as she watched the owl fly away with her message to Voldemort starting that Draco had become heir. Suddenly there was a hand on her shoulder, spinning her around to face the leering boy in front of her.
"Weasley you will be happy to hear that our Lord will be receiving an owl from me any minute now, saying that I have discovered that you are the heir. I will be taking complete control of the Death Eaters from you now." He hissed into her face, spitting on every other word. Ginny's hand inched towards her back pocket to get her wand. He continued to rant about the power he had gained and how he would hurt her so he could use all of it while Ginny's wand inched into view.
"Stupefy," she whispered in a shocked voice. Flint fell to the ground. "Obliviate."
Ginny swished her wand around him again and turned him into a bright blue owl pellet that she slipped into the straw underneath the window they had been standing at.
"Oh no!" She gasped. "If He gets Flints letter then Draco will not be my co-heir. I have to get to my Lord's side before He announces everything." Ginny took off running. She knew that you couldn't apparate inside the school grounds, but there was one place that Dumbledore had missed. Ginny skidded into Moaning Myrtle's bathroom and ran to the tap with a snake carved into it.
"Death," she hissed in parsletongue and jumped down into the hole. The entrance closed behind her and she was plunged into complete darkness. Ginny had changed the password into the chamber when she had first started sneaking away from school to go see Voldemort. Potter knew the old password and it would be very unfortunate if he suddenly decided to revisit the Chamber.
Ginny flew out of the end of the tunnel and landed on her feet with practiced ease. She quickly did a cleaning spell on her robes and slipped into her black, hooded, Death Eater robes. With a pop she was gone.
Voldemort was sitting in his chair looking at the two men bowing in front of him. "I have some news about who my heir is and who my co-heir shall be. I received a letter from a young boy about five minutes ago who guessed correctly as to who my heir is. His name is-"
A loud pop sounded in the next room and they all looked up at the clearly out of breath person hidden in dark robes who slammed open the door to the room and ran in.
The person bowed their head to Voldemort. "My Lord! I have information you need to hear!" Voldemort tuned to the two bowing men. "Leave us!" He hissed.
As soon as the door closed Ginny pulled the hood away form her face. "I announced that Draco Malfoy is to be my co-heir before you received the letter from Flint. I have an idea that can destroy the whole Flint family." She finished.
"Tell me what it is Ginevera!" Voldemort hissed.
"Announce to Lucius that Draco is co-heir. Have Flint sent into the forbidden forest tomorrow night when the Order is doing sentry rounds with the only important information in his head being that he was supposed to be a scout for a mission. He won't last more that five minutes. Flint Jr. is currently hidden and unconscious. His memory has been erased.
"The first Hogsmeade weekend is in a week. Call him to you before every one else. Capture him and have him tortured and killed in front of the Death Eaters for trying to force himself into the position of co-heir after the true co-heir was announced." Ginevera finished her idea and waited for an answer.
"Excellent Ginevera. You have learned your lessons from me well. It shall be done. On the next Hogsmeade weekend everyone will know the Flint family for fools we shall announce that you and Draco are my heirs. Prepare yourself and have both Draco and yourself arrive early to the meeting." Ginny bowed at his dismissal and apparated back to the Chamber of Secrets.
One week after the notice went out to all Death Eaters about the discovery of the identity of the heir, the Order was having fits of happiness. The fools didn't know anything about an heir or about a new power that the dark was playing with; they only knew that they had caught a Death Eater. A Death Eater who had been prowling in the forest and went by the name of Flint. A notice for an immediate Order meeting went out to all members and Ginny was quite happy to hear during the meeting that it seemed to Dumbledore and the ministry that Flint's mind had been wiped blank of all useful information. The ministry was speculating on whether this was a new Death Eater policy, like torturing muggles, or if Flint had just lost his memory. Unfortunately, Dumbledore wasn't as foolish as most of the wizarding world appeared to be. He had promptly told the Order that this was not standard procedure and Flint was probably sent out for an unauthorized execution. Dumbledore had gone on about how this should slow down Voldemort's advance because He had lost a very important supporter to his evil cause.
Little did the old fool know.
Two Weeks Later-"Ginny! It's time to go to Hogsmeade!" Ron's voice called up the spiral stairs to the girl's dormitory. He couldn't physically go up the stairs because of the spell on them, but his voice carried clearly into the sixth year girl's dormitory.
"Ron I told you yesterday that I was going to meet some friends in the Great Hall. Go on without me. You'll see me later." She called back down to him. In reality though, she wasn't going to Hogsmeade. She was going to meet Draco in front of Moaning Myrtles bathroom so they could apparate to Voldemort's mansion ahead of time. They needed to set up a few things before they called Marcus Flint to them, and called the rest of the Death Eaters.
Ginevera sighed in exasperation as she started the trek to the girl's bathroom. Her bloody pratt for a brother was starting to wonder why she was so secretive all the time. He was starting to force her into his, Hermione's, and, when they included him, Harry's conversations. This may be a good way to learn about what they were up to so she could inform Voldemort, but it became trying at times. Ginevera just wasn't able to act like the shy little girl they expected her to be all the time. Yesterday she had lost her temper at Hermione in the library when the Dream Team had forced collective study time on her and had snapped at the head girl.
Ginevera looked up and realized that she was walking down the hallway to the bathroom. Draco's blond hair flashed in the sunlight coming through the window. He was waiting right where she told him to be, right on time.
When he saw her he smirked and lifted an eyebrow. "Why are we meeting near a girls bathroom Ginevera?" He drawled. A week earlier she had told him, with a large number of threats to his manhood, that he had better not call her Ginny. She smirked back at him and walked into the bathroom. He followed her with a little trepidation. Malfoy's did not go into girl's bathrooms of their own violation.
"This," Ginevera waved her hand at the sink she was standing in front of, "Is the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets. The password is 'death' in Parsletongue. I have a spell that will help you learn Parsletongue so you can get in here by yourself." She opened her mouth and hissed. The sink moved away from the wall and a large pipe appeared in the wall. "Follow me please." Ginevera jumped into the pipe and disappeared.
Draco looked at the pipe and sighed. At the moment he hadn't been officially crowned so he had to follow his heir's orders, but that didn't mean he had to like it. The pipe was very dirty and he had his expensive robes to think of. Draco sighed again and followed his heir into the darkness.
He landed in a sprawling dirty heap at the bottom and looked up to see Ginevera, neat as a pin, standing over him with a half smile, half smirk on her pretty face. Draco stood up slowly and looked down at his ruined robes in disgust. Suddenly his robes were clean. The dirt disappeared before his eyes! He looked up to see Ginevera pointing her wand at him with a smirk filling her whole face. She was decidedly evil.
"That was a simple scouring charm Draco and here is your new robe." She added pointing to two robes hanging on pegs in the wall. He took the bigger robe and slipped the hood over his head. "Hogwart's anti- apparition charm doesn't extend down here so it is safe to apparate. I will see you in a few seconds." Ginevera nodded politely to him before disappearing with a loud pop. Draco followed her and appeared into a large study with a roaring fireplace that gave off little heat. Voldemort was sitting in a high backed chair looking at them. Ginevera bowed her head to him and sat down at Voldemort's feet like a young child would do when a parent was going to tell them a story. Draco started to fall to his knees in a full bow but Voldemort's hand rising stopped him.
"Draco," his high cruel voice hissed at him, "If you are to truly be my heir you must not bow to anyone. You bow your head to me because I rule everything." Draco bowed his head and walked over to stand behind Ginevera's left shoulder. "Draco, Ginevera has told me of your trial to become my other heir. I am pleased that you have succeeded." Draco bowed his head at the rare praise he had received. "I will be taking the pleasure of torturing young Mr. Flint, but I will also announce your names to my faithful Death Eaters during the meeting. I also need to show my Death Eaters the tattoo on my heir's backs. This means that you need that tattoo, correct?" Draco nodded and started to pull off his robes. When he got his shirt off and turned towards his lord Ginevera squeaked. Voldemort smirked indulgently at his heir. "It seems that young Ginevera is enamored by you Draco. I will never understand this foolishness of love. Ginevera, do not show this weakness to anyone else." Ginevera buried her face into Voldemort's knee to hide her blush and nodded.
Voldemort pulled out his wand and pointed it at the Dark Mark already burned into Draco's arm. With a painful jerk the mark was gone. "Turn," Voldemort hissed. Draco turned and felt the wand press into his back. Suddenly there was a burning pain running up his spine as Voldemort branded him with a new mark. It wasn't as painful or as bloody as getting the mark on his arm had been, but it still made his eyes water and his teeth clench. When Voldemort was done Ginevera brought him a mirror.
A dragon was burned into his shoulder. It looked like a regular dragon except that it moved and breathed fire. "To any fool who doesn't have the Dark Mark it will look like a muggle tattoo of a dragon spewing fire instead of the powerful mark it truly is." Voldemort hissed.
Ginevera looked at the small clock on the mantle above the fire. "My lord, Flint will be arriving in a few minutes. Should we get ready?" Voldemort nodded and Draco pulled on his robes. Marcus Flint would receive a surprise when he got to the mansion and it wasn't a surprise birthday party.
