The Day I Lost You

Harry sat down slowly. Shock evident on his face.

"Gone? Truly, actually gone?" He whispered.

"Yes...truly...gone." Ron, Harry's best mate, answered back softly.

"But...how? Why? When did you find out?" Panic began to creep throughout Harry's body.

"Mum and Dad told me half an hour ago...They found out this morning... I guess she went missing sometime last night..." Ron said hesitantly.

Harry just stared in disbelief. He had never thought this would happen. People had been disappearing all the time now, thanks to Voldemort, but he had never imagined...

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Hermione walked happily down the corridor towards the Gryffindor common room. Being Head Girl, Hermione rarely visited the Gryffindor common room, because the Head Boy and Girl had their very own common room to themselves. In fact, now that she thought about it, the last time she had visited the Gryffindor common room was when Draco Malfoy and her started going out, but that was a long story. Right now she had something very important to tell her friends.

"Withering draught!" She exclaimed cheerfully to the Fat Lady Portrait.

The enormously fat, pink-dressed woman woke with a snort from her afternoon nap.
"Whah? What's wrong? Oh...bother...its you..." She said grumpily as she swung open to reveal a small hole in the wall.
"Thank you!" Hermione proceeded through the hole, and then began to scan the room (on the other side). She spotted her two best friends near the fireplace, Harry Potter and Ron Weasley.

"Hi guys! Guess what? I..." she hesitated. Harry's face was deathly white causing his lightning-shaped scar to stand out more than it ever had before. "Er...Guys? You both look as though Gryffindor lost every Quidditch match to Slytherin. What's wrong?"

"Er...er..." Ron went quiet.

"She's gone," Harry said.

"Hmm? Who's gone?"

"She's missing," Ron said quietly.

"WHO is?" Hermione asked exasperatedly.

"Ginny... Ginny's missing." Harry said in disbelief. Beside him, Ron burst into silent tears...

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Ginny Weasley was the youngest of seven siblings. And she happened to be the only girl in the family (besides her mother). So of course, you would think that she was the most likely to be teased in the family.

But Ginny was actually well respected by her 6 older brothers for many reasons. She was strong, spunky, great at come-backs (Draco Malfoy had even said so), beautiful (almost every guy at Hogwarts liked her), and she was brave.

But right now, Ginny Weasley was feeling anything but brave. She was standing in an ice-cold, stone room facing the back of a high, armchair. And the weirdest thing of all, was she couldn't remember how she had got here.

"Well, hello, Ginny Weasley." A high voice pierced the air. "You do know who I am, do you not?"

"Er...yes...er...I think so," Ginny whispered.The voice laughed maliciously.

" And do you know, why you are here?"

"N...no sir," She answered.

"Well, let me tell you," the voice said. "You are here, because you are of great value to me."

"I...I am?" Ginny was surprised.

"Yes! You are very close to Harry Potter. And so I can use you for information."

"If you mean I'm to be your spy, you can go ahead and kill me now." Ginny answered more bravely than she actually felt.

"I can't kill you; you are too valuable." The voice laughed again. "And I know you would never betray your little hero, Harry Potter, so I've decided to force you to."

Ginny didn't want to ask the next question, but she did anyway.
"How?"

"Oh well, let's just say I have two of your family members in a highly guarded cell with ten dementors surrounding it, just waiting to be killed. Of course, if you don't do what I want you to do, and those two get killed, I'll just put you under the Imperious Curse. Wouldn't that be fun?" The voice laughed once more.

Ginny gasped. She didn't know what to do. Tears began to run down her pale cheeks as she whispered, "Can I see them?"

"No, I'm afraid not. The ten dementors might damage you just a bit too much. But, I'll tell you who they are, Fred and George Weasley." Two wands came flying off the chair, and landed in front of Ginny.

"No!" She crumpled to the hard ground recognizing her brother's wands.The chair moved backwards. A man stood up and walked towards her.

"Yes, my dear," he said, "they are here, begging their sister to do as I say." He pointed his wand at her and whispered something.

Ginny's head hit the ground and blackness overwhelmed her...

Author's Note:
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