Song: Diablo by Etro Anime

Rating: PG...?

Warnings: Evil!Ginny, watch yourself.

Author's Note: Un-betaed. But gosh this was fun to write Evil!Ginny is fun. Happy Halloween!

Disclaimer: The characters belong to JKR and the sensational song belongs to Etro Anime.

The soft glow of the moon illuminated Ginny's face as she looms over the petrified form of Draco Malfoy. With bored eyes, she looks down to the immoblized Slytherin. Breaking into Malfoy Manor was easier than she has suspected. With Lucius Malfoy locked away in Azkaban, many of the charms and wards around the Manor had weakened, which left Narcissa and Draco more vulnerable to attack. Ginny, being the opportunist that she is, thought this was as good as a time to strike as ever.

And it's been almost too easy. She has caught both Narcissa and Draco off guard, petrifying them whilst they were still half asleep, barely conscious enough to know what was happening.

Ginny strode confidently down the long dark halls of the Manor. She paid no mind to the curious whispers and threatening hisses from the paintings. Focused completely on her goal, she set straight for the study, where she knew she would find what she is looking for.

Sometimes there's a devil sittin' on my shoulder
And I can't find an angel to help me decide
Oh he's gettin heavy as I get older
I've got to find me
An angel someday

There it was: sitting innocently in one of the many bookshelves in the study. Ginny swallowed the lump in her throat as she reached out a slightly shaking hand. Trailing her finger along the spine of the book, Ginny couldn't resist a shiver. She haven't seen the diary since her first year, but thoughts of the diary (and the diary's real owner) has never left her mind. Tom's voices grew louder and more insistent, and Ginny's will to fight him lessen each today. Driven to the brink of insanity, Ginny finally relented to Tom's urges of retrieving the diary. Just to shut up you, Ginny had fumed angrily, not because I miss you.

He's got a smile that charms me plenty
He'll take dessert before his food
He gives delicious conversation
And then he makes sure
That he's been understood

She had lie, of course, because she did miss him quite a bit, a fact that she wasn't able to hide, especially now that she has her (his) diary in her hands again. She took a deep breath and tried to steel herself against the myriad of questions in her head: Could she do this? Can Tom be trusted? What if he tries to kill her again? Does she really want him back?

Awake from your slumber
And do what you want
Your life won't be longer
But it sure will be fun
He says when I'm tryin' to make my mind
Two roads, both which insist
He'll tug at my earlobe and he'll whisper
You are what you resist

Yes. Of course she wanted him back. How silly of her to question something that has been decided from the moment she has poured her heart and soul into a strange boy's diary. They were meant to be: the future dark lord and the littlest Weasley.

She hummed with excitment as she plopped down at the desk and opened the repaired diary. Lucius has done a good job of fixing it up, the damage left by the basilik fang were barely visible. As good as new, just like Tom said. Grabbing a quill off the desk, she scribbled excitedly in the blank pages, reveling in the comfort and the familiarity of the task.

Hello, Tom.

Ginny held her breath as she watched the words disappear, and the new words that formed to take its place.

I have missed you, Ginevra. You know what you have to do, don't you?

Yes, Tom.

Good, I will see you soon, my dear.

With a resolute snap, Ginny slammed the diary shut and got up from the desk. In order for Tom to take material form, they would need a human sacrifice. And Ginny had the perfect person in mind.

She hummed quietly to hersel as she stalked purposely towards Draco Malfoy's room. All of the paintings on the wall watched helplessly as Ginny made her way down the dark, dark halls of Malfoy Manor.

He'll tug at my earlobe and he'll whisper
You are what you resist