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Chapter 19: I Have You

Ginny stumbled along as Draco led her through numerous hallways. He hadn't spoken to her since they had left that small room. The few paintings of scary creatures and dead people that lined the walls were few and far between. She had only only seen three paintings and but one door on the long walk. After 15 minutes of nothing but pure walking, Ginny and Draco rounded a corner to find a huge set of double doors directly in front of them. Draco stopped and Ginny bumbed into him.

"When we walk in there, you are to keep your head down. You follow me and don't speak at all. If anyone touches you, don't react. If you do, you'll be sorry. "He hissed. "Now get ready." He turned and knocked three times loudly on the doors. The handles turned and the doors swung open.

Ginny gasped as she gazed at the deatheaters in the room. She counted 30. In the center of the room was a high throne. The deatheaters were possitioned with 15 on each side of the throne. They were spaced so that they lined the walls from the throne to the doors.

Draco smirked at her before turning to lead the way into the room. Ginny followed behind him. Once she entered, she heard several cat calls and wistles sent in her direction.Her blood began to boil, but she kept her eyes locked on the back of Draco's head as she walked. The wistles and comments she could handle, but when someone slapped her on the bum, she lost all control. It was then that she understood what Draco had meant when he said 'If anyone touches you'.

Ginny immidiatly stopped walking and turned to find a hooded figure behind her. A deatheater. The wistles stopped. Ginny didn't care. Her anger had finally taken control. She reached up and slapped the deatheater. The sound echoed off the walls as everything was silent. Ginny's anger vanished with the look she recieved only to be replaced by fear. The death eater grabbed her wrist.

"Why you little WENCH!" He screamed. He pulled out his wand and pointed it at her. "Cruc-"

"SILENCE!" A voice rang throughout the room. The deatheater dropped his wand and Ginny's wrist as he scampered back to his place in line.

Ginny dropped to the floor as her wrist was released. She took the moment of everyone's fear to slip the wand up her dress.

"Miss Weasley, how nice of you to join us." The voice rang clear.

Ginny stood and turned around to look at the throne. There, sitting in it, was none other then Lord Voldemort.

"Tom Riddle. How nice to see you after all these years." Ginny said. She was surprised to find she was not at all afriad of this man.

Voldemort's smile flickered for a moment, but just a moment. "I see you remember our previous encounter."

Ginny distinctly saw Draco and several other deatheaters turn to look at her. She ignored them. "How could I forget a child's first 'true' friend? Especially if I was that child?"

Voldemort smiled even more. "A child you once were, but a woman you are now. Just how much you've grown Ginny, only yesturday it seems you were a little girl."

"Trust a man to notice. Ginny said. "A man who cared for me when I was young. One who once claimed love for me."

Voldemort stood, his smile not once leaving his face. "Come closer Ginny, please."

Ginny walked until she came within two feet of the throne. "I can tell you need me for something important, otherwise i'd be dead. What use am I Tom?"

"Now darling is not the time. You will know soon enough."

"What happened to you? What happened to the nice, caring boy I once know?"

"He was an act. He was nothing!"

"Do they know?" Ginny gestured to the cloaked figures behind her. "Do they know about you? Do they know what I know, the secrets you told me? Do they know about your ansestry? About your father?" She recoiled as a hand made contact with her cheek.

"Come now Ginny. Must you spoil this reunion?"

"You're not pure blood Tom. You're not as you say you are."

"Crucio!"

Being the first time Ginny had ever felt the curse, she was thrown by the power. She layed in a crumpled heap at the door, the pain consuming her even after the spell was lifted.

Ginny lifted her head from her arms. She stared at the floor, her hair masking her face. Voldemort was talking to her, but she ignored him. She glanced through her hair to the right, feeling a presence. She smirked as she saw the snake, Nagina was hidden behind a statue in the corner. Without moving obviously, Ginny grasped the wand in her dress. She wispered a spell and watched as the snake stopped moving. Then, she turned her attention back on Voldemort.

"Why must you always do this?" He was saying. "You fight the inevitable. Things are going to happen, you can not stop them from happening."

"I can try." She croaked out. Voldemort was walking towards her. He stopped right in front of her and held out his hand.

"I can help you Ginny, just give me the chance. Let me understand you. They don't love you Ginny, i'm the only one who does." He said.

Ginny shuttered as the image of a young boy came to mind. He was speaking those exact same words. Ginny looked up and slapped Voldemort's hand away. "You don't love me. You never did. You're wrong. They do love me. Even Harry. And they'll all kill you. Harry will save me. He loves me."

"Crucio!" Ginny screamed as pain overcame her agian. She was only faintly aware of Voldemort kneeling in front of her. He kissed her cheek before wispering in her ear.

"Harry is the only one who can kill me and I will kill him first. I have a secret weapon he knows nothing about." Ginny's eyes widened as she looked up at Voldemort.

"I, Ginny, have you.

"IMPERIO!"

There are only like 4 chapters left (3 of which i've written already). This story has really started to bug me. I wrote it a year ago, and i've become a much better writer since then, so it's not exactly the best. But i'll live with it. Anyway... read and review PLEASE!!!