Deadly Kisses

ALifeOfShadows

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"We have her, m'lord. Alive and untouched, just as you requested." a nasal voice echoed through a dark chamber, damp and made of stone.

"Leave her here and begone." an ominous voice said, sending shivers up the spines of 'her', as she was tossed unto the cold, wet ground.

"Ginevra Molly Weasley. 19 years old, practicing Medi Witch, blood traitor. In love with my uncorrupted self, Tom." a man with sickly white skin and red eyes turned to her.

Ginny Weasley looked up into the eyes of Voldemort, sprawled against the stone floor. Her blood red hair was scattered across her freckled shoulders.

"Did you miss me, Ginny?"

Ginny gave him a look of loathing before spitting on his feet. Her whole life had been disrupted when his deatheaters had come to her hospital and taken her.

"You make me sick." Ginny said hoarsely, standing up slowly. 'Untouched' really meant no physical evidence such as bleeding, cuts, or bruises. However, she felt bruised in more places than one.

"Dearest Ginevra, how you disappoint me." Voldemort said condescendingly. "Crucio!"

Ginny's body writhed with pain and her milk curdling screams echoed throughout the room.

Voldemort laughed evilly and and grabbed Ginny's elbow. "Have you had enough, Ginevra?"

"What happened to you Tom?" Ginny breathed rapidly.

"Tom no longer exists." Voldemort hissed. "You silly girl. You've grown physically but not mentally. You're still the naive girl you were."

"Ignorance is bliss." Ginny said in a mocking tone. Voldemort descended upon her like a bird on it's prey, grabbed her by the throat and started to squeeze, shoving her against the wall.

"Strange how time repeats its self." Ginny whispered, throatily. "Let go Tom." she said sternly.

"Why should I?" Voldemort's eyes flashed with anger.

"Tom you're hurting me." Ginny said calmly.

"I am not Tom anymore!" Voldemort threw Ginny to the ground. "I am Lord Voldemort!"

"You're weak Tom." Ginny said, standing up while rubbing her neck. "I know you're in there. You care for me. Just like you said in--"

"CRUCIO!" Voldemort yelled. "I am not weak!" he said as Ginny screamed.

"You care for me." Ginny pushed, when the curse was lifted. "Tom, I know you're in there. You love me, remember?" Ginny's face streamed with tears. "I don't want to die."

After a moment's pause, she said "You love me."

Voldemort whirled on her, grabbing her throat and saying "Crucio." She opened her mouth to scream and her mouth was captured with Voldemort's.

She stopped screaming when the curse was lifted, and Voldemort whispered teasingly, "Everyone is afraid to die, Ginny."

When she looked up at him he whispered softly in her ear, "Avada Kedavra."

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Tom looked up where he remembered his evil self kill Ginny. He turned around and saw her leaning casually against the wall where Voldemort had pinned her. He was in the back of Voldemort's mind, as a memory.

"Ginny? I killed you."

"I'm a memory Tom. I live in things that remember me. Which means, you haven't forgotten me." Ginny smirked. "Neither has Voldemort, I assume."

Tom stood up, being only a few inches over her height now.

"See what a couple years can do to a girl?" she whispered teasingly, playing with his hair. He kissed her soundly. "You know how hard it was, Tom? To realize I loved you? The pre-Voldemort? You are what killed thousands of innocents."

Tom trailed his fingers up her shoulder from her wrist, and kissed her collarbone. "You think it was easy for me?"

Ginny slowly unbuttoned his shirt, as he undid her blouse.

"I love you, Ginny."

"I-I love you too, Tom."

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Thanks to my friend and a reviewer for the idea. 'Tis the end, so...Review?