Author's note: Well, I'm finally updating! Yay! I have been busy with my other story, but I felt like working on this one for once :P Well, here it is, enjoy!

Chapter Seven

After being bathed, Ginny was dressing in a red dress, wearing black gloved that went up to her elbows. The top half of the dress was designed like a corset and it made her have excessive cleavage, something she dreadfully didn't want, while surrounded by ravenous lust filled deatheaters. The bottom half was lightly pleated and reached all the way down to the floor. The entire dress was a bright blood colour, matching perfectly with her hair. Her hair had in fact been magically curled, and left loose, causing it to fall just about her breasts. She had been made up with the same dark red eye shadow as the dress, and her lips were done in matching red, making her pale face appear even paler.

Ginny caught sight of herself in the mirror and wanted nothing more than to be in the arms of her mother and father, safe at home with her brothers all around her laughing and joking. She was supposed to leave for the 'meeting' at any moment, and was far too frightened to cry. The door opened, and he man who had been the reason for her desolation and invisibility for her years at school. Lucius Malfoy.

He sneered when he saw her back into a corner like a frightened mouse, but walked over to her, giving her nowhere to go. He raised a hand and brought it to her chin, causing her to look into his cold, steely eyes.

"Who would have known a Weasley could be beautiful." he said, then grabbed her forearm, and pulled her out of the room, and Ginny was surprised to see they were now in a grand furnished room, with magnificent detailed portraits, and statues of all sorts of magical creatures. She would have been impressed had she not been fearing for her life. She was pulled along across the room, and Lucius brought her through a pair of doors that reached to the twenty foot ceiling. When he opened the door, Ginny actually let out a gasp.

Inside was an enormous ball room, more than twice the size of the Great Hall in Hogwarts, and hundreds of people, whom were all wearing decorative masks, were dancing. All wearing black, even the women. All wearing ominous black masks, covering their eyes.

Ginny looked over a Lucius, and he was just placing his mask on his face. He linked arms with her, and led her in. They were in the middle of the hall, and he placed his hand on her waist, and his other on her side directly under her armpit. By now she was so frightened, all she could do was play along. He brought her closer as they danced, and he whispered in her ear. "This is the Zabini Halloween Ball. You will do good to hold your tongue." and he moved his head back, and Ginny was sick to her stomach knowing that this was a Halloween ball, and she had been captured a few weeks into September. 'I must have been in a magical slumber.' she concluded as they danced.

Minutes later, Lucius let go of her and walked away, melding into the crowed. Ginny stood their confused, and it didn't make anything better that she was wearing a bright red dress, wearing no face mask. She almost got the courage to walk around, until someone came up to her, and started to dance with her.

This phenomenon happened for almost an hour, and Ginny was feeling extremely light headed, and the dancers kept coming. Until all of a sudden, the music stopped, and every single person in the ball room, dropped to his or her knees, and bent low enough to have their nose touch the ground. Ginny was now the only on standing in the entire room, and she stood out even more.

She spun around trying to figure out why all of them had gone to their knees, even though she knew there could be only one reason.

She soon found the source, as she looked towards the entrance she had come in by. Standing there was a man wearing a dark robe, with the hood pulled down over the face, but Ginny heard its hissing.

"Virginia! What a pleassssure to have you in our company." it hissed, and raised its 'hand', and Ginny was suddenly right in front of him, at the entrance. It raised its hand once again, only this time used it to stroke her face. His flesh felt like ice water, and she even noticed that he didn't have any nails on his fingers. She shuddered at his touch and he laughed. Ginny sorely wished he hadn't, because it made her blood run cold.

"It looks like out guest is tired Zabini. You will take her to her room, and be sure the young one gets his reward." Ginny was so afraid at the moment, she thought she was going to barf. It settled deep in her mind, that she was never going to get out of here.

Sr. Zabini grabbed her by the arm, and took her out of the hall, but by a different entrance than she had come in by, and she was led down so many hallways, that if she ever did find her way out, she would never make it through this labyrinth of a house. He finally stopped at a room, opened the door, and before Ginny registered what was happening, she had been thrown roughly onto the floor in the room, and she yelp in pain.

"I didn't permit you to make a sound, Filth." she snarled, kicking her in the stomach, then walking out, and locking the door magically.

She lay on the carpeted floor whimpering for a good twenty minutes, clutching her stomach, but the pain subsided, and she mad an attempt to stand up. She got to her feet, but doubled over in pain, clutching her stomach. She felt the acid in her stomach rush up her throat, and Ginny started vomiting, but since she hadn't had any food for who knows how long, nothing came up but a few drips of internal body acid. Her head cleared a bit, and she looked around at the room for the first time. There wasn't much in it, only a large bed in the centre and walls of dark blue. Ginny sank to the floor and curled up in the fetal position, before she heard voices out side her door. At first they were quiet, but the nearer they got, the louder they got.

"Son, here is your early birthday gift. This one is a sure beauty." she heard one say.

The other replied, "I'm sure father, thank you." then she heard one of them walk away, and the door creaked open. A fairly well built man of about her age walked in, wearing the uniform black robes, and black mask. He pulled it off quickly, and she recognized him immediately, as he did her.

"Virginia?"

TBC

Author's note: Well, there you have it! It's really short, but well, it's better than nothing. I hope you like that cliffy, and I hope you all review!