WARNING: This chapter may or may not be pushing the T rating. (I'm not really good with ratings, so I'm not 100 sure.) But it deals with a theme that I don't want to give away up here. So just be cautious when you read I guess...
Chapter Nine
I don't answer her wide-eyed questioning of my actions. Instead, I move towards her, slowly at first.
"Ginny," I say. "I don't want you to be harmed. By me or anyone else."
She's slowly backing up, backing herself up right into a wall. She hits the wall and her face falls even more petrified.
"Riddle..." she says, using my last name without effect. "Please, just go then. I'll stay."
I curl my lip up. "What if I don't want to leave you?"
"Please," she whispers.
I'm very close to her, I can smell her shampooed hair and light jasmine perfume. I run a hand through her hair as she closes her eyes.
"Don't," she says, opening them again.
"Or what little Ginny?" I asked. I bring my lips down to kiss her.
"Don't," she tries to push me away, and I grab her protesting hands in mine.
"I know you want me," I say.
"You're sick!" she hisses, fighting harder against me.
"Stop," I tell her, holding her more still. She closes her eyes, looking away from me. "Open your eyes!" I demand of her. "Now! And look at me. Tell me you don't want me."
She turned to me, he eyes open. "I. Don't. Want. You," she says with venom.
I push her to the bed and she falls upon it in a whimper.
"Liar," I screech at her. I know the way she felt and still feels about me.
"Get off."
But really, I can't stop. I want her too bad. So badly that everything becomes mute and I only know what I want. I want her so completely that I'm willing to take it by force. Her struggling becomes almost nonexistent to me.
I know what I'm doing is so beyond evil and abusive. I know that if I considered myself evil in this world before, that I wouldn't even recognize my feelings in the wake of the new ones that would spring. But at this moment, I couldn't care.
I pull up her shirt, feeling her warm skin against my hands. I kiss her neck fiercely as I remove articles of clothing. Everything is violent and persistent and I can't really comprehend what I'm doing.
Except that I will have this.
She's naked, lying beneath me, and there is a steady stream of tears coming down her face when I finally am coherent. I'm naked too, except for a sock, which I didn't manage to get off. Her cries are now in reality mute she's been crying so hard.
I look at her, and for some reason, I'm disgusted. Her weakness, it's all right there for me to see. I get off her and quickly put on my shirt. I see her curling herself up, weeping.
"Serves you right," I say. I blink once, as if almost concerned at what I just told her, then I shake it from me. I somehow feel more like myself then I have in ages. "You brought it upon yourself."
I zip my pants and slip on my shoes, leaving the room in silence.
I find myself facing Harry who is coming down the hallway.
"Tom?" he asks. "You ready to go?"
"Yes," I say, shutting the door behind me before he can hear her sobs.
"Did you get Ginny to stay?" he asks.
"Of course, Harry," I say. "I have my ways."
"Good," he says. "I couldn't think of anyway to get her to stay, she's so stubborn. I'm glad you could get through to her."
I almost smirk, if only he knew.
"You ready for what you'll have to do?"
No remorse is the key to everything. It was the key to getting Ginny to stay. And it will be my key to getting home.
"More than ever," I say.
Harry looks at me for a moment, and then takes my shoulder to Apparate us.
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We land in a field, large and very green for now. I hear footsteps approach and Draco Malfoy comes into view.
"Voldemort will be here with his army soon," Malfoy says.
"Ready your wand," Harry tells us.
We all do, and I see people that work for Harry Apparating around us. The first attack is against us. The Death Eaters arrive, my Death Eaters, and they're shooting curses and jinxes at us from afar.
I fight with Harry and Draco, easily fending off any Death Eater, and none of them recognize me. Though I know at least a few of them served me before I had been deformed.
We make our way to where Voldemort is. I shout a curse to get his attention, and when his eyes land on me, he falters for a moment.
"Interesting," I say.
"Indeed," the other me says in a snake-like tone. "What is this Harry Potter? Come to use me against myself?"
"Or something like that," I say, I rise up my wand, ready for what I have to do. Harry crashes into me, pulling me away.
"This is my fight," Harry shouts.
"Move," the other me shouts at him. He curses Harry away, who goes flying into the distance. Draco runs after him.
The other me ignores this and turns to me. Watching me intrigued.
"You were saying?" he says, eyes laughing.
"I was saying I'm here to destroy you," I say.
He laughs as if I'm mad, so I laugh like he's mad and he stops, hating me for mocking him.
I know he's curious to know if I'm him, so I nod. "I am. Down to the last Mudblood blood cell," I hiss.
"How?" he asks.
"I don't really think that's your concern," I say. "What you should be concerned with is how will your death help you?"
He lowers his wand slowly, and then smirks. "I'm listening."
"Our Horcruxes are destroyed. Your army is about to be diminished, and you are going to be finished in a matter of moments if you let me."
"And why would I let you?"
"Because, I can give us things you never dreamed of. In my time, I will prove us worthy of everything you have accomplished."
What I am ashamed of here is not what I have done per say, but what I have screwed up on. My future self had made so many mistakes that allowed nosey people like Albus Dumbledore and Harry Potter to worm their way in.
This was my chance to fix my mistakes. All I had to do was say the right things.
"I will make it so we'll never be destroyed, never again. We'll live forever, and we'll have EVERYTHING that we've always wanted."
He cocks his snake like head, and than smiles. I see in the distance Harry starting to come at us again. I know this has to be done fast.
"Avada Kedavra!"
There's a flash of green light, and my other self falls willing dead.
Harry and Draco reach me just as I finish, and they stare in shock as they look at this time's dead body.
"You did it," they say. "I can't believe you actually did it..."
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I Apparate back into Harry's house with Draco, Ron and Harry by my side. Hermione is here, and she is setting up a portal.
"Harry? Did we win?" she asks, stopping what she is doing.
"We won," he answers.
"We won," Ron repeats, rushing to her.
It's a sickening display. But seeing Ron only reminds me of Ginny. My love that I hurt again. I rather knew she would hate me by the end of this, just as I would hate myself. But, I took what I needed to get out of here, and that's all I have to keep telling myself. Before I become something I'm not again. This place, I have to get out of soon.
"Is the portal ready?" I ask.
"Yes, in a moment," she says. "Would you like to leave now?"
"Please," I say.
"Thank you for your help," Harry says. "Wow, I can't believe I just said that."
"I told you people can change," Draco hisses at him.
I roll my eyes, understanding his words were aimed to get Harry to notice him
"Anything you want to know or say before you go?" Hermione asks as the Portal starts to open.
Oh I have a few things to say.
Destroy their world as they destroyed yours. I think this as if it is all their fault for everything that has happened to me.
"Sure," I say. I look at Draco, my lips curling. "Get over it, you're a filthy bugger and there's nothing you can do. Just tell him you want him already." I turn to Harry. "He wants you, and you want him. Just move on, she's never going to have sex with you, ever." I turn to Hermione. "By the way...Granger is your name right?" She nods. "The Granger family line is the first to go," I say, and then turn to my love's brother and say, "Ask your sister, was it good for her too?"
Feeling like myself again and knowing that I'd go through everything completely from now on, I step through the portal a smirk across my face. I'm ready to return home.
A/N:
Okay, this could very well be the ending, but I have some idea for an Epilogue. So, the question is, does anyone want their to be an epilogue? Let me know, and if the consensus is yes, then I shall write it. Please R&R, tell me what you think of the story.