Ginny Weasley opened her eyes to find a strange new sight. She was in a stone castle. But it didn't look like Hogwarts or the infirmary.
"Where am I?" she sputtered out loud.
"Mistress is awake."
A squeaky voice said from the corner of the room.
Ginny looked down. Why the fuck am I in a dress and in this bed. She thought to herself. She'd never seen a more magnificent bed in all her life.
She looked for where the voice had come from.
"Dobby?" Ginny asked perplexed looking at the sweet small elf with scarves wrapped around his neck and many... far to many knitted hats.
"Bloody hell what happened?!?" She squeaked.
She remembered the fight and worrying about Harry. Trying to get to Harry but nothing after. It was as if she was under a spell. She felt an insane urge to sing. Which wasn't bloody likely since she wasn't a bird. She looped a strand of Raven hair around her finger thinking.
"Wait a minute. What happened to my bloody hair?!?" She said leeping out of bed rushing to the mirror. Her hand started to shake.
"Is Mistress OK? Is miss scared? What is wrong?" Dobby asked with a squeak.
"Dobby?" Ginny asked dumbfounded.
"Am I wearing makeup? First a bloody dress and now makeup? What dark magic is this shit?!?" She fummed.
Dobby looked up bright eyes hands wringing his clothes.
"No miss no dark magic but magic all the same. Dobby does not feel like a free elf. There is something very wrong?"
She looked out the window seeing a rolling country side. At least it seemed peaceful. Until she heard a sadistic laugh.
Ginny ran down the long hall Dobby on her heels worried one of her friends might be on the receiving end of that all to familiar cackle.
She stopped dead in her tracks her mouth hanging open. There was Bellatrix Lastrange deranged as ever but cleaned up and dressed in the most beautiful finery standing in front of a giant mirror.
Bella saw her in the reflection her eyes gleaming.
"Ahhh there's the ittle bity witty Weasley girl. Good." She smiled a cruel calculating smile.
"I was just talking to this enchanting mirror over here. Who won't tell me everything I want to know but would tell me some... for now." She glared evily at it playing with a gold and ruby encrusted dagger. Touching the tip against each of her fingers as if calculating.
"You." She said looking at Dobby a mean razor sharp glare. "Apparently you are my little Huntman and you once again take orders from me." She spun madly grinning in a few circles. Her pure insanity apparent.
"So little rat. You are to take the girl I've been told and kill her. Bring me her heart like a good little elf." She taunted.
Dobby glared defiant. "I will do no such thing. I would never."
But just as soon as he said the words he felt the magical pull and snapped his fingers to bind Ginnys hands.
He looked at Ginny horrified.
Bella cackled.
Ginny felt her heart pull for Dobby as he looked so defeated and sad.
"It's ok Dobby." She whispered.
"It's not you it's this spell. I don't know how or why but I think we're forced to let it play out. It's ok. We will figure it out just play along."
Dobby nodded slowly. Barely noticeable.
"Dobby will take her to the forest where no one will find her. Dobby will bring you her heart." He chocked.
Ginny and Dobby left a gleeful Bella laughing her crazy laugh.
They got deeper into the forest and Dobby asked.
"Miss what do we do now."
"I don't know. I'm pretty sure if things have to take place it will make it." She said.
No sooner had she said it than Dobby hand reached into the air with a knife.
"No Dobby won't." he said grabbing his arm fighting.
"Dobby won't hurt Miss Weasley." Just as sudden as it had started Dobby chucked the knife to the ground and kicked it.
"Dobby is a free elf." he shouted with honor and pride.
"Oh Dobby." Ginny said throwing her arms around him.
"Let's find an animal bring that heart back I'm going to try to go search for Harry and the others. Will you be ok? Can you spy on Bellatrix for me. I need to know what she's planning."
Ginny said pushing the raven hair from her eyes and trying it back with a scrap of fabric she'd ripped from her dress.
"Dobby is honored to help Miss Weasley and Harry Potter and friends." He smiled. "Leave it to me." They talked a little longer before the elf aparated away.
Well she thought dusting off her dress. I guess it's time for another crazy Potter adventure.
It took hours to get through the forest before Ginny saw a little cottage. It was beautiful and peaceful sitting in the middle of the forest. Nothing like the overly lavish castle. In felt more homey. More familiar. It was nice to feel okay for a second.
She walked up to the door and knocked. No one was home it seemed. There would be lots of animals soon and she currently had no want for some reason so she claimed through a window and fell on her ass.
Shit She thought. She stood up looking around. The kitchen wasn't far off from the coziness of the burrow. She was suddenly so tired though. She climbed the stairs and found a bed. She knew she shouldn't but she could barley move as she fell into the small bed. Screw Moody and his constant vigilance.
Little did Ginny Weasley know but she was in for quite the surprise.