A/N: I still do not own Harry Potter, or Ginny. I do have a cute Ginny doll...does that count? No? Okay!
Raise Your Banner – Within Temptation.
Ginny held her wand high. The words flew across the wall in bright red. "Dumbledore's Army – Still Recruiting". She smiled at her handiwork. They needed to know, they needed the hope.
"I will not abandon them," she whispered. She'd seen the marks on the first years, seen the marks on her classmates. She glanced at her own arms, fingers tracing the bruises.
"I believe in you, Harry," she said. She glanced over her shoulder and slipped back into the shadows. She knew Harry would need all the support her could get. She had taught a few younger students a shield charm. They weren't very powerful yet, but the idea of leaving anyone unable to defend themselves made her sick.
"Welcome back." She slipped into the room of requirement.
"Thanks, Neville. The mission went well. Everything okay here?"
"Mostly. One of the first year Hufflepuffs had a nightmare. Hannah's comforting her now. Susan Bones has joined us. There was an attack near Bristol. No one we know thankfully." Ginny nodded. She and Neville had become the face of the rebellion here.
Immigrant Song – Led Zepplin
Ginny watched Viktor Krum walked into the great hall with his classmates. She studied the way he walked. He seemed awkward without his broom. She felt the same way, as if the ground was alien under her feet. He seemed so human now, less of a legend. He glanced her way, she knew he probably didn't even notice her.
Nightfall – Xandia
The sky had darkened into a deep indigo. She could hear the soft hoot of owls sweeping the grounds looking for their dinner.
She slipped from the portrait, her heart pounding in her chest. Tonight was the night. She had decided it this morning, changed her mind once, and quickly changed it back. She knew he would be near the Prefects bath. It was his routine. She had watched him for nearly a month.
"Draco," she whispered entering the corridor.
"Ginny? Why are you up here, out of bed after curfew."
"I think you know why, Draco."
"Most likely, but enlighten me anyway." Ginny took a deep breath.
"I was looking for you. I have something I want to say."
"And what might that be?"
"Draco. I like you, as in like like you."
A Demon's Fate – Within Temptation
Ginny blinked at the world around her. She'd been writing last she remembered, now she was in this sepia toned nightmare.
"Where am I?" she screamed. "What did you do to me!?"
"I am simply showing you everything. Just like you asked."
"Where are we."
"A memory. That's the simple explanation. You said you wanted to know who I was. My name is Tom Riddle."
"You already told me that. Take me back."
"And miss the fun?" Tom asked eyeing the young girl. She charged at him. Went right through where he had been standing.
"I told you, this is a memory. You can't hurt me."
"I said take me back."
"No." Ginny face fell as she started to realize the amount of trouble she had managed to get herself into. She looked around slowly.
"You're the one behind the attacks."
"No, my sweet Ginevra, you are," Tom stated with a smile. "Such a pretty little thing like yourself, no idea how powerless you really are. How does it make you feel?"
"Sick."
"Maybe if you could remember everything you've done. Here, let me," he touched her forehead causing memory after memory to flood her mind. Overwhelmed she fell to her knees.
"Now how do you feel?" She didn't answer, instead tears fell freely from her eyes onto the stone floor.