Storm inside
Something was odd. Only moments ago she had been so tense, that she felt her muscles going hot. All the structures around her shoulder, head and even stomache had ached. Her head had trembled and hurt at the sight of Him. And now it was all gone.
Something extremely calming was soothing her. Almost like she had dipped her head into cold water and then out again. What was wrong with her?
There just some feet away stood the man who had killed her entire family. She knew that the young and good-looking boy is, or better say, will grow up to be Lord Voldemort. That is, if he wasn't already.
Of course she knew his face. How could she ever forget the face of the boy, who helped her in her first year at Hogwarts. How could she forget the face of the ghost boy who had told her stories to distract her of her feeling of isolation or longing for home. And how could she ever forget the face of the one friend she had had in that year, who had betrayed her.
He had used her trust and then possessed her. Made her do things that she would never have done willingly. He had broken her heart.
But now, she sat calm and silently on the bed and observed her surrounding. Why? She wanted to scream at him, and shout. Or just get away… or … or… well anything but sitting on a bed and looking at his smug face and superior air.
Just then, the boy who resembled Ron took hold of Tom and looked like he wanted to kill him. She didn't hear any words. She could make out some hallow sound, but that was it. The boy really was almost like Ron. She smiled internally at the familiar situation.
In that moment she had to remember how Ron used to threaten all the boys last year, not to come too close to his little baby-sister. How he even had threatened to hunt down anyone how even so much as thought of her as a suitable girlfriend.
Good old times…she thought with a hint of melancholy .
Tom seemed to talk back to the Ron-copy. Arrogant slimy bastard, thought Ginny. How could he be so…so… so calm and …and … and do as if he didn't know her… Act like he never seen her.
Maybe this Tom doesn't know who you are… a little voice, resembling her own inside her, said.
Could this be real?
Of course. This Tom has never met you before. The other Tom will do it to you. This Tom has nothing to do with you… said the small voice again.
Suddenly all sort of emotions and feelings flooded her. She had never considered in the instance she saw Tom, that he'd not know her. Tom had always been Tom.
He was the tyrant, hidden beneath a mask of the confident and admirable head boy. He was the façade of the evil Dark Lord himself. He was the unspeakable evil, he knew everything and… he hated all blood traitors and mudbloods alike.
But this Tom hadn't made anything of his real thoughts clear yet. This Tom lived with all the other people, with all the students in Hogwarts in peace.
He would leave her in peace as well! Because he didn't know! She thought eagerly. Because he couldn't know what he would become in the future. And he currently didn't recognise her!
She could live here. In peace! And with no death, Death eaters and no war, no nothing…
But that wouldn't be right, she told herself. She could go to Dumbledore and stop Tom right now. Lord Voldemort would never be born. And peace would reign in the future. She could change everything for the better…
But it doesn't have to be now… said the voice again. Why not enjoy living a normal life for just a bit? Dumbledore would want to re-establish order into time! Can you face your dead friends already. Live and know that they have died in front of you.
That's right. Thought Ginny. Dumbledore would never let her stay in his time. He would send her immediately home. And she would have to return to her time. Even though she knew that looking into the faces of the people she had once lost would surely make her go insane.
Living with all the heartache and pain… and knowledge, really wasn't something she wanted to face now. Not so soon.
At least in this time, she could avoid her reality a little while. She could go to classes and study. Meet other people who didn't know her, and who she didn't know. She could talk to people, without thinking what had caused their family to die or themselves, or how…
It's not wrong, to want to live in peace and rest the mind a little, Ginny told herself. And nobody knows of the future yet. It would hurt no one, if she told about Tom now, or in a couple of weeks. No one would know.
No one could blame her.
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A/N yes, i know, long time no see! So finally here you have the next chapter of my little ff.
I know it might look a little confusing and chaotic. But fear not! This was planned!
This chapter deals with Ginny's inner thoughts after all. They are in a tumult of seeing Ron-copy and Tom Riddle.
I let Ginny use the name Tom, instead of Riddle, because they used to be friends after all…
I hope you are not disappointed that my Ginny is a little selfish here… but really what do you expect from someone who had to whatch her family and friends die… and who lived the past couple of months in a living hell… I pretty sure, most people would be selfish at this moment.
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