Chapter 2 – Demons and Nightmares
"Your mine Ginny, all mine!" Announced the adult Tom Riddle, as he ran a long finger down 15 year old Ginny's cheek.
Ginny shivered as she hissed, "Don't touch me!" And turned her back to him and started to walk away.
Tom then stalked towards her using one of his hands to grasp her wrist and spun her around to face him, as he reached up with his other hand and brought it across her face allowing his nails to scrape her delicate skin.
Ginny could feel the warm liquid beginning to run down onto her chest as she looked up into his seething snake eyes.
"Potter doesn't want you Ginny, but I do!" he hissed.
"Your wrong, he cares for me more than you ever did!" she retorted. Throwing her wrist out of his grasp and began walking away.
"Ok Ginny, you believe what you want to believe. But remember this, how did he react when you kissed under the oak tree the other night?" he snickered.
Ginny stopped cold and her shoulders slumped in defeat, why couldn't he leave her alone! Was he ever going to be truly gone? Everytime she felt vulnerable Tom struck and as much as she hated to admit it, it affected her.
"Leave me alone!" she growled under her breath as the anger began to bubble inside her.
Tom slowly walked over to Ginny's retreating figure as he slowly backed her into the cold, damp wall. He pushed his body into her and moved his mouth to her ear.
"Never! Your mine and I'll make sure Potter never gets you, and if he does he won't have you for long my dear sweet Ginny!" he hissed again slapping her harder over the face sending a black sheet over her eyes.
Ginny sprung from her bed and fell onto the floor with her legs tangled in the bed sheets. She quickly got untangled and ran to her dressing table and tilted her mirror to look at her cheeks.
She grabbed her wand and cast "Lumos!"
Which lit the whole room and looked closely into the mirror, her face was immaculate apart from a thin sheen of sweat covering her whole body.
What had brought that on she thought and realised she knew exactly what had happened, after that night with Harry when their lips had briefly touched for a split second she thought that he had noticed her more than a friend. But then she had seen the panicked look in his eyes and realised she couldn't have been more mistaken.
She decided that she wouldn't fall back asleep for a while so she tiptoed downstairs for some hot chocolate, she sat at the kitchen table and took occasional sips, as she started to relax in the dimly lit room, she heard the floorboards above her creaking.
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Harry had been having a dreamless sleep when all of a sudden he woke up, sensing a sort of panicked feeling in the pit of his stomach. Unfortunately he didn't know what had happened to create this feeling until he heard quiet footstep coming from outside his bedroom door, he immediately knew that Ginny needed him.
Picking up his discarded t-shirt off his bedroom floor he flung it over his head and followed her downstairs, when he reached the kitchen he saw her huddled together on one of the chairs holding a cup in both hands trying to get warm.
"Is it what I think it is?" he said, knowing that when he had had a nightmare that Ginny had awoken to see him and likewise. However at Hogwarts they had tended to fall asleep again together on the common rooms sofa many hours after the nightmare, luckily they had never been caught or Harry might have been missing a limb.
She nodded "It's stupid, it really is."
Harry starting walking over to her to keep her company, he had just about reached her when she sprang from her seat into his arms while wrapping her legs around his waist. He held her tightly and whispered soothing words into her ear, he breathed in her fragrance and suddenly he felt his control slip.
He ran his hands up and down her back while occasionally wrapping his finger tips into her hair, Ginny began mimicking his actions. Harry continued caressing her back until he heard a slight whimper from Ginny and his remaining bit of control vanished.
"I need you!" He breathed into Ginny ear his hot breath enticing her.
"Now!" he urged.
Ginny lifted her head and looked into his green orbs and as soon as she did, Ginny's control vanished along with Harry's. Both of their chests were heaving and they could feel their breath mingling together. Neither was sure who made the first move, but next thing they knew their lips had crashed together in a moment of intense passion. Both fought together to deepen the kiss and both took the opportunity for their tongues to dance and tangle together. Harry ran his hands through her mass of silky hair and began kissing his way along her jaw and to her neck.
Kissing each other was like nothing they had experienced before it was raw emotion, intense passion, and pure need for each other.
Ginny whimpered against his touch and Harry grabbed her bottom and lifted her to the edge of the table their lips still attached, he started caressing her hips as she reached for the hem of his t-shirt.
"Get..........it..............off!" she said with urgency as she tugged on it harder until it was ripped from his body exposing his muscular stomach beneath. She ran her nails over the area and he moaned into her lips.
"Your..........turn.....oh..............god!" she panted as his hands ran up the sides of her slender body taking her vest top with him revealing a green lace bra underneath, soon as the vest was over her head and discarded his head immediately dipped to touch her breast.
Desire was pulsing through their veins and whimpers and moans coming from them were driving them into ecstasy.
Harry laid her back onto the table and melted his body to her and pinned her between him and the table desperately trying to get closer to her, she arched against him when his lips fastened onto her nipple through the lace. He took the opportunity to slide his arms underneath her holding her body and caressing her back with his thumbs as his tongue moved and began circled her other nipple.
They were roaming each others body like they could disappear any moment, tongues tangled in fits of moans and groans, Ginny's head was spinning and nothing but the man on top of her mattered.
"Oh............god.............Harry........!" she whimpered.
This is what she wanted more than ever and it was actually happening and she wasn't dreaming anymore, feeling and tasting Harry was exactly how she'd imagined. His smell was intoxicating, he smelled of the earth and broomsticks and his touch was electrifying.
Ginny's hands were all over his body touching every inch that was in reach, as they continued more and more she began digging her nails into his back and Harry couldn't think of anything that felt better than what was happening right now.
He was so excited now he was sure Ginny had noticed, and hopefully hadn't scared her but the effect she had on him was sending him over the edge.
He slid his tongue between her breasts and began pressing hot, wet kisses over her stomach.
"So soft!" he breathed as he ran his tongue just above her waist band of her sleep shorts.
He was driving Ginny wild now, she began tossing her head back and forth while her moans became louder and edging Harry on even more.
Suddenly there was a quiet click and dark kitchen shone with light waking Ginny and Harry from each other and hearing a little cough.
There in the doorway to the kitchen stood Hermione wrapped in her pale blue dressing gown staring in shock at the half naked forms lying on the Weasley's family dining table.
"Errrrrr.............sorry...........I....didn't.....realise!" Hermione stuttered while the heat rose in her cheeks.
Harry looked back down at Ginny who was biting her lips that were red and swollen and the passion in her eyes was slipping away.
Then realization came flooding back into his mind.
"Oh shit, I'm so sorry Ginny!" Harry jumped back onto his feet and fumbled with his clothes.
Ginny sat up with a panicked look on her face, as his eyes identical as they did the night under the oak tree.
"No it was me Harry I shouldn't have jumped on you like that!" she explained but all she saw was his panicked green eyes.
"I lost it Gin, I'll ruin you. Sorry I'm so sorry!" he replied and grabbed his shirt and strode past Hermione by the door and made his way back to his bedroom where he fell onto his bed.
Anger overtook him and he started throwing his fists into his pillows before shoving it over his head and screaming into it.
Before he eventually fell back to sleep the last thought that ran through his head was 'I'm going to lose her!'
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Back in the kitchen Hermione spent most of the morning trying to reassure Ginny that Harry hadn't rejected her intentually. More than that Ginny was ultimately confused and thought her and Harry needed a long talk. He couldn't keep leading her on like this.