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Voldemort looked up to see the man enter followed closely by a young woman that made him sneer.
"What is she doing here?" The man bowed, motioning to Hermione.
"Let me introduce you to Vor Emalek ." Hermione bowed. Voldemort glared at her.
"What is she doing here?" he repeated, looking over the girl with absolute hatred. The man stepped forward.
"I told you that I needed something Master. She is what I needed."
"A mudblood?" Hermione stepped forward.
"The girl may be a mudblood, but you have to admit," she ran her hands over her body suggestively. "She's got a great body. Much younger than my old one and much more... flexable." Many deatheaters groaned with want at the sexual innuendo. Hermione, or rather Vor Emalek smiled. Voldemort looked disgusted. Standing up he turned to the man beside her.
"You turned the mudblood into a oversexed housewife." The man laughed.
"You won't be saying that once you see what she can do to me." Again the groans. Voldemort grabbed the man.
"I don't have time for your sexual fanticies! I am your master and I want results." Shoving the man way from him, he turned to the deatheaters, who were gawking at Hermione's body. "GET TO WORK!" They immediatly dispersed. Voldemort turned back to the man. "Gelon... I took you out of that hell hole for a reason... if Potter isn't dead by midnight of All Hallow's Eve then you can kiss your little bitch goodbye." With that he swept out of the room, several men following him. Gelon smiled and turned back to Vor Emalek.
"Looks like we have four days. Come... we have work to do." Vor Emalek smiled and followed him back to his private room, letting the door slam behind her.
Ginny leaned against the door and listened closely. Apart from Neville's light snoring, she could tell that the room was fast asleep. Opening the door as queitly as possible she padded across the room to Harry's bed. Drawing back the curtain, she looked down at him. He was frowning in his sleep. Ginny leaned in and shook him gently. He rolled over onto his side and muttered something about Sirius being innocent. She frowned and shook him again. Finally he opened his eyes. He looked around and then reached out for his glasses. Ginny picked them up and handed them to him. He blinked and then frowned even more.
"What are you doing in here?" Ginny looked around, making sure nobody had woken.
"I couldn't sleep." He nodded and scooted over, letting her snuggle up beside him. He looked down at her.
"Nightmares?" She shook her head.
"No. I just couldn't sleep." Silence took over, each lost in there own thoughts. Ginny's mind traveled back to her conversation with Hermione only a few hours earlier. Was what she had said right? Did Harry really love her? Ginny closed her eyes, then reopened them and looked up at Harry. He seemed lost in train of thought.
"Harry?" she whispered quietly. He turned to her.
"Yeah..." She bit her lip, not knowing how to go about such a question.
"I... Do you... You don't have to answer... I just want to know, ok?" He nodded, frowning.
"What's wrong?" She turned her gaze to her clasped hands.
"Do you... Do... Doyouloveme?" she asked quickly, hoping he wouldn't catch what she had said. Unfortuantely, Harry had dealt with Ron for so long that he caught what Ginny had said immediatly and froze. Ginny felt him tense up and looked up to gauge his expression. There was none. His face was totally emotionless, though he had grown considerably paler. Of course he had expected the question some time, but it was still shocking to hear it. He dived deep into his emotions, searching for the right answer. Did he love her? Love was such a loaded word. It was also a very strong feeling. He glanced at her anxious face. Do I love her? He asked himself again. Of course you do! Screamed his heart. But was it an emotion he wanted to admit. Sure Ron had his problems, even Hermione had her moments, but could Harry actually admit that he loved the little redhead beside him. He had been going over this so long that he failed to realize that Ginny had fallen asleep. He looked at her, watching the way her fingers grasped his shirt as she shifted into a much more comfortable position. He smiled and kissed her gently on the forehead.
"I love you..."
Ron twirled the tridant in his hand aimlessly as he watched the lions. They had been his only amusement while the pain continued to come. Oca stood at a reasonable distance, sensing the increasing fustration his master was under going. Ron didn't look at him when he spoke.
"Will you come with me, when I return?"
THAT IS YOUR CHOICE. Ron nodded silently. He stood up and flinched visibly when the next pang of pain came. Though it was considerably less that the beginning, thanks to the hills in which Ron sought cover, the pain still came. Holding his side he pointed to the field below.
"Who is Vor Emalek?" Ron watched in amazement as Oca swelled slightly, swirling more rapidly then dying down.
SHE IS TEMPTATION. Ron frowned.
"Temptation?" Oca nodded gravely.
A CREATION BANISHED IN YOUR FOURTH YEAR. SHE HAS BEEN HIDING BENEATH THE GIRL. Ron didn't understand.
"What do you mean she was banished?"
WHEN THE GIRL WAS FINALLY REALIZED TO BE OF VALUE, TEMPTATION WAS NO LONGER NEEDED. SHE TRIED TO TAKE OVER, BUT WAS BANISHED. LEAVING THIS PLACE SHE WENT TO THE GIRL. TEMPTATION IS THE BAD FORM OF THE GIRL. SHE WILL BE YOUR WEAKNESS AND THE BEAST'S ONLY HOPE OF SURVIVAL. Ron nodded. Hermione was being controlled by a being that wanted the beast, or rather, wanted physical affection. Ron growled.
"When can I return?" Oca looked up to the sky and pointed. A whirlwind of ashes were starting to form in the grey sky.
IN A FEW HOURS THE PORTAL WILL BE OPENED AND YOU WILL BE ABLE TO RETURN. Ron watched the whirlwind grow slowly.
"Good..."
Vor Emalek screamed as forced himself against her. She bit down on his ear, his claws plowing their way down her back. Giving her one last pleasure, he pulled away, ignoring her whimpering pleas for more. Getting off the bed he grabbed his robes. She continued to whine. Rounding on her, he growled threateningly. She drew back, shrieking in horror.
"Shut up!" She quieted down, her lips still curled. He rolled his eyes. Horny little bitch. "I need to concentrate..." She started shrieking again when his body started to glow. Falling of the bed and backing into the wall she watched on in untamed fear. He began to laugh at her as fumes started to encircle him.
Woosh! He grinned.
"I'm back!"
Ginny woke, feeling the body next to her shift. Looking up, she saw Harry move. She frowned. Harry had taken so long to answer her question last night. Well... actually she had fallen a sleep but that didn't matter now... She opened the curtains and thanked God. The other boys hadn't woken up yet. She looked back at Harry for a moment then got up and padded out of the dorm.
"What were you doing up there?" Ginny froze on the staircase, her eyes wide. She turned to see her family standing by the fireplace. She faltered.
"I... well... I was...um... well..."
"She was with me." Ginny whirled around and gaped.
"What are you doing?" she hissed. Harry ignored her and came down the stairs.
"We were just talking." Fred sniggered.
"And snogging," he whispered softly. Ginny glared at him and came down the stairs standing next to Harry.
"What are you guys doing here?" Molly frowned.
"Hermione's missing." Harry blanched.
"What!" He yelped, moving closer. Arthur took Harry's shoulder and led him out the common room, followed by the rest of the Weasleys.
"Madame Pomfrey found her gone this morning." Ginny was extremely pale.
"But... Did someone break in?" Her father shook his head.
"Madame Pomfrey said that no one had entered the infirmary. There wasn't even sign of struggle. The only thing that she saw was the far window. It was opened from the inside." Ginny stopped.
"You mean someone opened it from the inside?" Arthur stopped also.
"Not just anyone Ginny. Hermione opened the window herself."
Ron's eyes remained on the whirlwind in the sky for a long while. He kept Oca close by, wanting to know when he was allowed to leave. Oca watched his master carefully, knowing that Ron's emotions were rising dangerously. Oca could feel it.
IT IS ALMOST TIME. Ron nodded and began to make his way down the fiery hill. The creatures sensed what was going on and paused. Ron watched them slow down. He smiled and motioned for two lions. Stepping forward they bowed then followed him as he made his way to Emalek. Gimlet and Toran nodded, knowing what was about to happen. Ron stepped past the gate, and for the first and only time, Oca followed.
IT BEGINS... Ron raised his head to the sky, eyes icing over as the whirlwind swirled dangerously. Oca began to disperse, encircling him and the two lions.
WOOSH! Flames shot up from the tomb and consumed him.
"Woah!" Everyone fell to the ground as the castle started to shake. Ginny looked around, eyes wide with fright.
"What's going on!" Molly grabbed her daughter and pulled her close to the wall.
BOOM! Suddenly it stopped and everyone stood up cautiously.
"What happened?" Screams could be heard from the Great Hall and everyone took off down the corridor. Harry was the first to get there and he forced the doors open. The candles were flaming and there in the middle was a monster. Made of snow and green eyes, it swirled around. Giving out a loud screech it contracted then exploded. The Great Hall was plunged into darkness. Then one by one the lights came back on. Ginny gasped.
"RON!"
A/N: HEEEE's BACK! YEAH!
i.v.37: No it isn't Harry. I wouldn't disgrace Harry or Hermione that way.
Reader of Canon FF: I haven't heard from you in awhile. Thank You!
x-Drama-Queen93-x-: Voldemort owns Gelon.
ronandmion4ever: In all honesty, most of this comes from my demented mind. Sure I get some ideas from other places, but most of it is me.
Coconut Girl: I perfer the term EVIL GENIUS! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA! (chokes on spit and then starts coughing. Takes deep breath then continues typing.)
Avanell: Thanks for reading both of them!
Wesker888: I hope I answered most of your questions, though I'm always open for more! Oca has become my favorite character! He's the only one that feels what Ron's going through! I personally think that is soooo cool!
Chapter Tease:
"Stop your complaining!" he hissed menacingly. She curled her lip and let out a low growl. He ignored her.
"I don't have time to give you what you want." She glided up to him and straddled him, pressing er body p to his.
"Of course you do..." she cooed into his ear seductivly. His hands traveled up her back, stopping at her soft spot. She screamed.
"Don't even try that... other men might find you enticing, but remember, I'm the only one who can fully resist you." he growled, licking her blood off his claws. Standing he stepped over her body, ignoring her persistant apologies. Bitch.