I wanted to thank the people who reminded me that Snape caught Harry in the pensieve so obviously it's just your mind that goes in there! I only read the last two books once each so some of the details seem to have slipped my mind! Sorry.

Thanks for any reviews that I didn't reply to... I've been so busy but I do appreciate them all!

Just as her fingers dipped into the edge of the bowl Draco looked up. "Ginny, wait!" he cried. But it was too late, her body went stiff and her eyes glazed over.
Ginny felt her inner self being sucked downwards and seemingly far away from her body. She had felt this same feeling before, several years ago now. If this was the same thing as then, it meant she was being taken into someone's memory.

Once she had found her footing she shivered, partly with cold but mainly with fear. Her previous experiences like this hadn't turned out so well. She looked around and could see that she was in the countryside somewhere; there was an awful lot of mud which seemed to have been dug out of the long trenches in the ground, nearby was a vast dark forest.

She could hear several loud bangs and pops coming from close by. Ginny decided that there was no point staying where she was, as far as she was aware you couldn't come to any harm in a memory… It was just being possessed and trying to kill your friends afterwards that seemed to be the main problem Ginny had last time.

As she turned a corner, the moonlight - for night time it was - came peeking out from behind the clouds. Ginny thought she could see two figures facing each other underneath an old burnt tree. She made her way a little closer and let out a small gasp when she realised one of the figures was Dumbledore, a very young Dumbledore at that. He looked in the prime of his life; his long hair was still auburn and full, and he seemed radiant; his cloak was flowing over his shoulders in the breeze and he looked so magnificent that he seemed to almost glow with life.

Looking at him so young and healthy, Ginny was reminded of the pictures of her uncles that her mother had hidden away under her bed. With all the pure blood families so interbred in the past, Ginny realised it was quite likely that she may somehow be related to Albus Dumbledore - the thought made her feel warm inside. Since her time in the chamber he had become almost like a grandfather to her.

She edged a little closer and heard Dumbledore give out a melodious laugh. He started speaking to the other person, who Ginny noticed didn't look at all like a nice person. This rather evil looking wizard had drawn his wand and had tried to hex Dumbledore, which was the reason for Dumbledore's chuckle.

"Come now Grindelwald… You know this is over. The muggles have won their war, your pawn Hitler has fallen and you have no followers left to back you. Give up now and I will do my best to help you."

The dark robed wizard pulled back his hood to reveal a half crazed face. His hair had possibly once been a rich black but was now streaked with dirty grey strands. His skin was waxen and scarred and as he sneered at Dumbledore, Ginny could see he was missing most of his teeth.

Ginny was so intently staring at the duelling wizards that she failed to notice someone walking up behind her.

"Ginny?"

She spun round quickly, her heart pounding. "Draco…" she relaxed a little. "How did you get here?"

Draco shrugged and explained. "You went really stiff and you sort of bent right over so your face was in the stuff in the bowl. I tried to pull you out but I guess I must have got my hands in it too because all of a sudden I was being pulled downwards."

He paused and took a better look around him, when he realised it was Dumbledore in front of him his usually calm face showed a slight trace of shock. "What is this?" He asked. "It's not real; I can feel that much… Can they see us?" he indicated to the two wizards who were still throwing spells at each other.

Ginny shook her head. "You remember when I told you about Riddle showing me things in his diary? Well this is just what it was like. I'm guessing we just wait until the end of the memory and we can go back… I hope so anyway."

They both watched as Dumbledore sent a rope of fire from the tip of his wand, which enveloped Grindelwald and got tighter and tighter until he was able to move. Ginny knew Dumbledore had tried the same thing on Voldemort to little affect. This time however the rope held firm, Ginny wondered if Dumbledore - being young and fit - was stronger; or if Grindelwald was weaker than Voldemort or maybe Voldemort was simply more aware of Dumbledore's fighting technique..

The dark wizard hissed loudly, desperately writhing and trying to escape his bonds."You know nothing you fool." He spat at Dumbledore. "Go ahead and kill me if you think you're capable."

Dumbledore shook his head sadly and became solemn. "I know of your ploys Grindelwald. You tricked me once before and I lost my parents because of it… I'm older now and wiser. Not a frightened teenager you can deceive into following your twisted plans. I've paid my price for being so naïve and I have learned my lesson."

Grindelwald gave a hollow laugh. "You know no more than you did when you were a boy and led me right to your parents. You were a fool then, despite your obvious power, and I see no reason to think any better of you now! You could have been the greatest wizard in the world. The things I could have taught you and you threw them all away to be with your brother. You waste your powers."

Dumbledore stood tall and proud, keeping the fiery rope firmly wrapped round his adversary. Slowly he withdrew an old battered book from his robes. Grindelwald's eyes narrowed but he said nothing further.

Dumbledore held the book aloft, "Fool am I? I know all about your dirty secret. One which I hope you will take to your grave."

Before either wizard could say anymore a third figure approached, Dumbledore smiled sadly. "Aberforth, you are safe. I was worried that I may have lost my last remaining close family member to this abhorrent war."

Ginny and Draco both gaped as they saw what had to be Dumbledore's younger brother. "He's the barman in the Hog's Head" Draco whispered, Ginny looked more closely and could indeed see the young man's face was the same, minus a few wrinkles and grey hair.

"Help me brother." Albus continued. "Destroy this accursed artefact, a sharp knife through the pages and to the spine should work."

Aberforth caught the book easily and drew a long knife from under his cloak. He paused for a long moment and his eyes suddenly started to roll backwards in his head. One hand seemed to be fighting with the other and Albus looked at him with more than a little concern.

As soon as it had begun the fit seemed to end. Aberforth swiftly plunged the knife into the book several times, causing Grindelwald to scream in pain and fury. A brilliant light shone from the book and Ginny imagined this was exactly like what happened when Harry had destroyed Tom Riddle's diary.

Aberforth panted heavily. "Before… Someone was trying to control me Albus…" He nodded his head towards Grindelwald "And not this one, I felt lots of power but not enough control."

Albus looked thoughtful for a moment; he tugged at the rope around the dark wizard, who seemed somehow smaller. "Have you taken on an apprentice Grindelwald? Do - do I know him?"

A grin was the only reply Dumbledore received. "Grindelwald, you know we are going to have to send you to Azkaban. You have committed horrific crimes, against wizards, muggles; even crimes against nature itself. To make a horcrux is repugnant to the world, the sheer amount of dark magic needed, the murder to be committed." Dumbledore shook his head, not wanting to continue.

"And yet it has awarded you with nothing. The defences protecting this book were pitiful. You tried to split your soul to give you two chances at life, but you have made yourself a half life. One not worth living. I doubt if even a dementor's kiss would do much to you now – you have so little human left in you. I doubt one could find someone so void of life and yet still able to be human."

Draco stared at the dark wizard as if seeing him for the first time. The way that the young Dumbledore was describing him, it sounded so similar to the way he had come to feel about Voldemort. He wanted to know more about these Horcrux objects, were they all books? Out of the corner of his eye he saw a black haired young man creeping in the shadows and drawing a wand.

"Look out!" Draco cried.

Only Ginny responded; whipping her hair round and stumbling backwards when she saw a face from her nightmares. Tom Riddle, sneaking towards the group. "He's not real." She said out loud, more to herself than to Draco.

"Oh, you're right!" Draco said, realising that history stated Dumbledore defeated the first Dark Lord and he knew Aberforth was, to the best of his knowledge, still alive. He continued to watch the gory show, wondering what was about to happen.

Aberforth seemed to notice something was wrong and he sprang forwards towards the shadowy forest where Tom had been only moments before. Ginny was about to run after them to see what happened when suddenly Grindelwald finally broke free from his containment. The maddened wizard threw himself bodily towards Dumbledore, who just managed to jump out of the way. Backwards and forwards the hexes flew, many narrowly missing both wizards. Grindelwald let loose with an Avadra kadavra, which luckily Dumbledore just managed to avoid.

They continued to battle, the red haired wizard getting dangerously close to death many times until suddenly Dumbledore let loose what looked like a patronus. But instead of being the usual silvery coloured ethereal phoenix Ginny was used to seeing; this one was flaming with reds, gold and coppers.

The bird flew up into the air and then streaked downwards at an almighty speed to strike Grindelwald a direct hit in the chest. He let out an almighty scream, fell to the floor and writhed about for a while, finally falling still and letting out a final breath.

Footsteps came running up and Albus seemed to disappear into the background, he just faded from view. When Aberforth burst through the trees and into view a sigh was heard and Albus became visible once more.

"I wish I could do that!" Aberforth commented. "I lost whoever it was creeping round, probably one of those crazy followers of his. I'm sure they will be rounded up soon enough." He looked down at the body of Grindelwald, which was slowly turning to ashes before their eyes. "What happened?" he asked his brother quietly.

Albus sighed deeply. "I avenged our parents, though it pained me to harm another human being, however far gone he was. If you are asking how I managed it, it was love that killed him brother dearest. I sent a spell of pure love at him and his hate filled body couldn't cope with it. People always seem to underestimate the power real love holds. Come, let us return to spread the good news."

The two men, so similar looking, apparated away from the memory but as she felt the familiar tugging feeling of leaving a memory, Ginny felt sure she saw a familiar black haired figure creep into the clearing and remove something from the dead wizard's body.

I'm a little worried that this may be my last update for a while… I'm getting married on Saturday and still have loads to do! I will try my hardest to squeeze another chapter in first as there are quite a few things going on in the next couple of chapters…

If not then I promise I will update as soon as I humanly can but I'm off to Disney world and the likes so will be away until nearly the end of June (yikes!)

Don't forget about me while I'm gone… I promise to finish the story!