Chapter Four

"What are you going to do? Why don't you just let me go? Please? You've had your way with me. Just let me go!" she pleaded.

"Why would I want to let you go? You're mine now. You belong to me. You always will. I will mark you now so you won't be able to refuse it later. My dear Ginevra, you can't escape fate. You can't escape me. You don't realise it but you're very valuable to me," he said, sensually.

He approached her and placed his wand to her left forearm. He chanted an ancient spell as he placed the Mark on her arm. She screamed as it scorched her skin and nearly broke the bone below it. When he was done, he placed his mouth to hers and kissed her so passionately that she almost forgot that he was the evil heir of Salazar Slytherin.

"Leave me alone! Please! I beg you. Just let me go. I promise that I won't say anything about what you've done here. It will stay secret forever! I will make sure of it. Please…" she started.

"It will not stay secret forever. When the time is right, you will be my wife: the very vessel that will bear my heir. There is only one that could change that fate. I daresay that it would be quite impossible to achieve that because of who you are. If you do achieve this, I will only let you get out of being my wife and bearing my child. Got it? You will know who that person is when you see him. You may go now," he whispered softly to her.

"I hate you, you know," she hissed as she left the Chamber.

"I know."

Ginevra woke up in her bedroom screaming. Hermione shot out of bed and ran to her. Ron and Harry barrelled into her room followed by Charlie and the rest of her family.

"Ginny! What's wrong?" Charlie asked.

"Was it Him again, Ginny?" Harry asked.

Harry's eyes were wide with shock and worry. She nodded her head in answer to his question. Harry gasped and his hand flew up to his scar as he witnessed her nod.

"H…Harry? Are you okay? What is it?" Hermione asked.

"It's my scar. He's doing something to get to me! I don't quite know what it is but he's is messing with me. I…" he stopped.

"Harry?" Ron said, worriedly.

Meanwhile, Harry went rigid where he stood. The others stood back. Ginevra watched his eyes for any sign of what was going on. She saw what he saw only moments later, when she came into her seer abilities.

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"Potter. How nice to see you. Trying to figure out what plagues your little 'girlfriend'? Ask her what she sees in her dreams. That way you'll figure it out. Trust me on this. She holds the answer to much of what you seek," the Dark Lord hissed.

"She's not my girlfriend. She's like a sister to me. What are you doing to her? Why don't you just leave her alone? She never did anything to you," Harry seethed.

"She's not your girlfriend? Then who's is she? I know she has a boyfriend. I want to know who he is. Tell me. No? Then I'll make you tell me! Imperio!" he shouted.

Harry felt that floating sensation but resisted the curse.

Come on. Who is her boyfriend? Just say it.

"Leave me alone! That won't work on me and you know it! I won't say!" Harry shouted back to him.

"Very well then. I'll see you another time. I have work to do. You are last on my list of things to destroy at the moment," he alleged.

ZZZZZZZZZ

"Harry! What did you see? What happened?" Hermione asked frantically.

"Ask Ginny. She saw it. She was there," he gasped.

"Ginny?! Why would… Oh my word! Are you…? Did you receive…?" Mrs. Weasley rambled.

Ginevra just nodded her head at what her mother was trying to say.

"Oh goodness! Grandmother Prewett would be so proud! I'm amazed at how soon you came into your abilities! She didn't come into hers until she was in her forties. Are you sure that you can handle that?" her mother asked her.

"Yes mother. I can handle that. I'll come to you if I need help, alright?" she told her.

"What did you two see? Will you tell us that?" Charlie asked.

Ginevra shook her head no. They then turned to Harry who, in turn, shook his head no. They left the room disappointed. When they were gone, Harry looked at Ginevra.

"Ginny, why was Voldemort so insistent in knowing who your boyfriend was? You don't have to tell me but I really want to know so I can help you," he said.

"I know you want to help but there is nothing you can do. I'm sorry. Thank you, though," she said sadly.

"What for?" he asked.

"For not telling Tom who my boyfriend is. You may not realise how important it is to him now but one day, you will. It just might save all our lives. I can't explain it to you now, but someday, you'll know. I promise," she whispered.

"Okay. I'm going to hold you to that promise. In the meantime, let's go down to the kitchen and get some hot chocolate. Alright?" he offered.

"Okay," she agreed.

They went down to the kitchen and Ginevra made some hot chocolate for them, using a very old recipe that she found in the library in the town just down the road. Just as she was pouring them both a cup, there was a 'pop' heard in the living room. Someone came walking into the kitchen at the same time as Charlie.

"Hey! Put me down! I just want to talk to your sister! I won't hurt her! Please?" someone yelped.

"Who are you and why do you want to talk to Ginny?" Charlie asked.

"Charlie! Put Draco down at once! Let him alone. Come here Draco. I'll make you some hot chocolate. Do you want some, Charlie?" she asked.

Charlie put Draco back on his feet and walked over to his normal seat at the table. Draco sat in the seat next to his girlfriend.

"Sure, sis. I don't see how you can like a Malfoy. Especially one that tries to break into your house. Why couldn't you have picked Harry, here?" he asked, disdainfully.

Draco, Ginevra, and Harry snorted at the same time.

"What?" Charlie asked.

"Charlie, Harry is like a brother to me. Much like you. Nothing more," she said.

"I didn't try to break in. I was given permission to Apparate in when I had the need to. Right now, I something very important to discuss with Ginevra. If you don't mind, I would like to have a private talk with her," he said pointedly.

"Okay, sure," Charlie said.

Neither Charlie nor Harry moved from their seats.

"Private as in just the two of us and no one listening in. I know you two are protective over her. I'm not going to try anything. I promise on my Grandmother Malfoy's grave. You can believe that one because Grandmother Malfoy was a very precise and honest person whether you liked it or not. I wouldn't promise on her grave for nothing. I have need of privacy because only her ears need to hear this and no one else's. Please?" he asked.

"Okay." "Fine." "If you try anything, Malfoy, I will castrate you in the most torturous manner I can think of, and believe me. I can think of some very torturous ways of castrating someone."

"I won't try anything."

With that, they left the two of them alone. Draco placed an imperturbable charm on the room so they couldn't use anything to listen in.