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Authors note: Okay lovelies, I lied. It'll be up tonight, not this weekend. I couldn't help it! Today the muse struck me. Maybe I'll be able to post a few more in the following days. As always, please please please review!
1993
Everyone had kept a painfully close eye on Ginny for the rest of the term, as if she'd break any minute. For the following several weeks she had barely been able to eat, and she never really slept more then an hour or so. Madam Pomfrey had given her almost a full case of dreamless sleep potion, though even when Ginny took it she woke up not rested, as if something was preventing her from sleeping. She knew she was dreaming, but thanks to the bloody potion she could never remember it. She spent most of her free time sobbing in the confines of her bed, only leaving for class, or if her friends dragged her to the great hall for meals.
At one point she stopped taking the potion before bed, in an attempts to remember what ever it was she was dreaming of, but she would wake up screaming and after a few nights her dorm mates couldn't take it, so they created a ritual to make Ginny take it. They all started having a cup of coco before bed, sitting and talking about boys or classes or clothes. Someone would always slip the potion into Ginny's coco, and help her to bed before she fell asleep. They didn't feel to bad about it, after all, they assumed she was having nightmares and wanted her to be able to sleep right. They never understood why she was refusing to take it.
Ginny had similar dreams every time she didn't take the potion. It was the most amazing thing. She quickly learned that her bond with Tom stretched not only great distances, but in their case time as well. Every dream started off the same, with her sitting in the chamber, and ended the same way. Tom saying good bye, and Ginny's mind screamed for it not to end. But as she began to wake her mind blurred dream and reality and she would find herself actually screaming.
Ginny sat in the chamber of secrets, she knew she was waiting on someone, but she couldn't place who. She couldn't even quite remember where she was. But she sat there, for hours at a time, just waiting. Finally, she'd get up to leave, convinced who ever she was waiting for wasn't coming. "Leaving already Little one? I'm hurt you won't wait for me!" A voice teased her.
Ginny spun around, eyes sparkling with delight. "Tom! You came!" She said, excitedly running to his arms. "Of course I came." He said as if it were a stupid thing to say. "Why wouldn't I come for you little one? I promised you I would, did you not believe me?" he asked in a fiend hurt tone. "No" Ginny laughed, feeling a little foolish for thinking he wasn't coming. "But you were taking so long, I thought you had forgotten about me" she would whisper, her head tucked against his chest, listening to his heart beat.
"Little one, you must remember this" he said with a matter of some urgency. "I promised I would come for you and I will. I don't know when, but no matter how long I take you must keep waiting for me. Promise me when I come for you you'll be waiting for me" she knew it wasn't a request but a command and she happily obeyed him. "I promise my love, I'll wait for you until time ends" she whispered "I am Lord Voldemort, I am a nothing if not a man of my word" he chuckled "I will come for you my sweetest" he said kissing her forehead. "I must go Little one. Do not forget your promise! Wait for me. I will come" even as he spoke he seemed to get farther and farther away, till he faded away all together.
Ginny screamed "Tom! Don't go! Please come back! You cannot leave me here!" she cried, her screams becoming more panicked "TOM! Don't leave me alone!" But there was no one to hear her screams, no one to promise he wouldn't leave her. She was left completely alone. She would wake up screaming every time. Her pleas molded into one painful cry of loneliness, though to some it sounded like terror.
She tried to talk to Professor Dumbldore and her mother about it when they asked what happened. But Tom's words rang in her mind 'You mustn't tell anyone about us little one. They won't understand. They will try and take you from me'. So she kept her mouth shut, saying when she had the diary she was possessed and couldn't remember anything that happened. She would lost hours, sometimes full days and never remember where she had been or what she had done. Professor Dumbledore dismissed her, and it took all of her convincing to get her mother to allow her to stay at the school. But her mother told all of her dorm mates what happened and all of her brothers. Everyone kept a painfully close eye on her.
She had taken off her bonding bracelet, hiding it in a secret pocket in her trunk. She did not want the reminder of what she'd lost. She did not know it was what linked her the hidden part of her mind, the part that linked her across time with her bonded mate. She hid the beautiful jewelry and never looked at it again, forgetting it was even there.
The dreams kept coming all summer, and most of the first term of her second year. Though slowly they started to fade away, becoming few and far between, till her second term she forgot them all together. They rarely registered in her mind. She had all but forgotten about her first year. Every now and then she would feel like she was remembering something important, but she never could pull it fully into her conscious. Like there was some shadow lurking in the corner of her mind, begging to be seen but not ready to be looked at.
Life settled into normality for her. Her second year happened without anything all to exciting. Sure there was some threat about Sirius Black coming for Harry but Ginny had been told halfway through the year that Sirius was Harry's godfather, and he was innocent, and no threat to Harry. So, she didn't pay much attention. Harry was no longer the center of her affections, in fact none of the boys in school really appealed to Ginny, though she didn't know why. Nor did she truly care. Boys were not her interest. School was her focus. She didn't know why she was so driven to succeed, but she knew certain scores she had to beat, she didn't know whose scores they were, just that she needed to beat them.
September 1st, 1994
Ginny sat in the great hall with the rest of the students, excitedly watching the first years get sorted. They could all tell something was going on, as there had been an extra table crammed into the hall. That table was empty of people. Surely there weren't going to add a fifth house. After all, each house was made for each founder. There was no fifth founder, so there could not be a fifth house. Then there was the small matter of two extra chairs at the Heads table. One to Dumbledore's right, between him and Professor Magonagle. And the other empty chair to his left, between him and Hagrid. Though, this chair was different. This chair was almost as big as the one Hargid sat in, except a little more…. Feminine?
Then Dumbledore rose to his feet, the entire hall growing silent. Everyone was hoping the professor would explain what was with the new additions to the school, everyone looked around curiously, to see if there were any other new additions. All of the first years just looked confused, though not for the same reason as everyone else. They wanted to know why all the older students were acting as if the headmaster were about to say there would be no exams this year.
"Students! I am pleased to announce that we will be hosting the first Triwizard Tournament in two hundred years." Dumbledore said, "Our school has the honor of hosting the tournament, so I expect all of you to be on your best behavior" his sparkling blue eyes turned to Harry, Ron and Hermione. "Now, let me introduce our guests!" he called, the large oak doors flying open. "The Students and Headmistress of Beauxbatons Academy of Magic!" He called, his hands sweeping to the open doors. Everyone gasped as all eyes fell on a large group of beautiful women entered gracefully into the room. Some of the girls did acrobatics while the boys did magic spells that involved intricate and complicated wand movements.
They all wore light blue robes with their school crest on it, the robes seemed to be made out of a flowing fabric. It shimmered and looked to thin to keep anyone warm. However where there school was always seemed to be warm, so they did not need thick robes. Ginny supposed they would learn quick once December came they would need thicker robes.
The Beauxbaton students moved over to the empty table, filling it half way, after their spectaicular enterance. "Their headmistress, Madame Maxime, will be one of our judges" he said. Every student remained standing until their headmistress sat, earning a few odd looks from the Hogwarts students. Ginny thought it was interesting, very respectful. She shrugged it off as Dumbledore called out again, every student in the hall looking at him expectantly. "Now, if you'll please join me in welcoming the students of Durmstrang Institute and their headmaster Igor Karkaroff." Jaws dropped as the students from Durmstrang entered the great hall. They were less theatrical then the Beauxbatons students, but still did a little percussion show as their entrance. However, what really had most of the Hogwarts students at a loss for words was how…. Slytherin they seemed.
Every student carried themselves like they were above the current population, as if the entire competition was merely a formality because they were the superior school. Ginny smirked to herself. She wasn't sure why, but she liked these students, despite their appearance.
They all wore thick fur cloaks that gave them the appearance of being stocky and large, even the women seemed to be very masculine in their uniform. She knew their school was somewhere in Norway, but it had to be pretty bloody cold to need their uniform to look like that. She was suddenly thankful for their fairly relaxed uniform. "Headmaster Karkaroff will also be joining as one of the judges for the tournament!"
Everything seemed to settle down as Dumbledore explained about the goblet of fire and how only students of seventeen were allowed to enter their names. He also put an age line around the cup, so no one could sneak past the rules. When he explained the age line his eyes went to Fred and George, who merely gave him an innocent look before sticking their heads together with Lee Jordan to come up with a plan.
Her third year was started interesting, she now had a lot more freedoms. She'd be able to go on Hogsmeed weekends, and she'd have free periods where she was allowed to do whatever she wanted… Within reason of course. But mostly she was excited to witness the first Triwizard Tournament in over two hundred years! Little did she know this year would be far from what she had expected.
November 16th, 1994
Ginny sat at the Gryffindore table eating breakfast. Beside her was a boy named Alvin Holt… Alvin Hart… Something like that, Ginny wasn't bothered with his name. He was a mudblood and she didn't really care. Of course she never voiced these opinions, she couldn't even remember why she thought like that. But she did, she could barely stand being in Hermione's presence when she was near Ron. But that was something she'd never admit to. She knew her mother would not approve of her thoughts.
Over the last semester she'd become very good friends with Pansy, and subsequently Draco. They knew about her ideals and her belief's and once they were convinced she meant them, they willingly let her into their group, praising her for not being a blood traitor like her family. She shot Pansy a pleading look from across the hall, begging her to rescue her from the babbling idiot beside her.
Had Ginny been paying attention she might not have jumped and knocked her pumpkin juice all over herself when a letter and a dozen white roses were dropped onto the table in front of her. "Bloody hell, stupid ruddy bird…." She continued to cuss to herself, waving her wand to clean up the spilled juice.
She reached out, pulling the letter off the roses, reading the card. Her brows scrunched together the more she read, confusion written on her face.
-My sweetest, I told you I would keep my promise and I shall. By the new season I will come for you. Be ready, in the mean time here is a gift for you. Roses as white and pure as your soul, and a bracelet Lady Slytherin herself wore. I love you little one
Out of the envelope a beautiful silver bracelet fell into her hand. It looked like a snake that was eating its own tail to form the circle. It had emeralds for eyes while rubies and sapphires glittered on its scales. It was breathtaking. She examined the bracelet, hiding the note quickly in her pocket. On the inside of the bracelet was an inscription 'only true brides of the Slytherin line will ever be able to wear my jewels. Thieves beware of this cursed object'. Ginny couldn't help but laugh at the cheesy line. Like some thief would stop to read an inscription on such a beautiful, and probably very expensive item. She looked across the hall, finding Pansy's and Draco's eyes glued to her.
She tugged on her ear before flipping her hair. That was her signal to Pansy to meet her outside. She grabbed the roses, running out. Pansy waited a minute before grabbing Draco's hand, following her best friend out. "Gin?" She called, her voice barely above a whisper. "Psst!" Ginny hid by a large Weeping Willow, the low handing strands almost hiding her.
"Gin! Who is sending you roses?" Pansy almost shrieked in delight as she pulled Draco behind the canopy. "Not just roses, look at this!" Ginny squeaked in a decibel that hurt Draco's ears. "Can you two stop being such girls?" he asked annoyed, rubbing his ear. Both girls stuck their tongues out at him as Pansy went back to looking at the bracelet. "Oh Ginny! It's stunning!" Pansy exclaimed. The bracelet now had Draco's attention, anything worth a lot of money had the blonds attention easily. "That's the lost wristlet of Lady Slytherin…" Draco said, causing Pansy to gasp, dropping it quickly in Ginny's hand, backing away as if she'd been burned.
"The what of Lady Slytherin?" Ginny asked with a confused look. Draco looked annoyed, like he was going to snap at Ginny before Pansy cut in. "Drakie! Play nice. She's a snake in a Lion's den, she doesn't know most of the legends of Lady Slytheirn" Pansy chided as Draco crossed his arms, giving Pansy a look that plainly said 'well, tell her!'
Ginny looked at them, very confused. "Come on Pansy, give out, what are you talking about?" she asked, looking at the bracelet in her hand. "Okay, come on" Pansy said, plopping down at the base of the tree. Ginny sat down, in a much more graceful fashion, Draco joining them, looking rather annoyed at Ginny's ignorance. "You never should have been sorted into Gryffindore" he huffed. "Drakie, hush now" Pansy said, a look of excitement on her face.
"Lady Slytherin was the most famous of the four founders spouses. She was said to be the daughter of a king, but because her brother was the heir she was married to a Nobel man. Lord Slytherin. Only, the king did not know when he betrothed them at birth they would both be magical. But they were the most powerful match ever known!" She said in a reverent whisper, as if she were telling the most heroic tale of a mortal who saved the world. "Her favorite piece of jewelry was a bracelet spun from moonbeams and decorated by the stars" she whispered, grabbing onto Ginny's arm tightly, causing the redhead to roll her eyes. "Pansy, this isn't spun of moonbeams and decorated with stars." Ginny said "It's spun of silver and decorated with emerald, sapphire and rubies" she pointed out, getting a glare from the brunette.
"Fine, if you don't want to hear the rest of the story then I'm going to….." Ginny cut her off "I'm sorry Pansy, go ahead, finish the story" she said, soothing the older girl. "Now, where was I? Or right, moonbeams and stars" she said with a snap of her fingers. "It was made with fairy magic, and no one can duplicate fairy magic, except another fairy…" she said
"Well, one night, Lady Gryffindore, who was insanely jealous of Lady Slytherin. She hated Lady Slytherin because she was beautiful where Lady Gryffindore was not, and she was of a higher standing, and was of higher blood purity." She said with a puffed up chest, because Slytherins were so much better in her opinion then Gryffindore's… Except for Ginny that was, but Ginny was pretty much a snake anyway, and spent all her free time with them. "Pansy!" Ginny said, trying to get her to continue talking. "Sorry Gin" she laughed sheepishly, continuing her story. "Well, Lady Gryffindore sent some of her husband's seventh year students to the chambers of Lady Slytherin, promising them anything their hearts desired as long as they brought her Lady Slytherin's prized armlet." She said, pausing for dramatic effect.
"They did. Those bloody Gryffindore's broke into their chambers while the gentle Lady slept and stole her armlet. She paid them gold for their service but one boy spoke up. 'You promised us anything we desired. Why have you gone back on that?' She asked him what he desired for payment and his answer was her. He wanted to replace Lord Gryffindore as teacher of magic, head of the house, and as her husband." Pansy said with disgust. "She told him that if he would kill Lady Slytherin then he'd have his desire" by now Pansy looked positively angry. Ginny knew Slytherins were loyal to each other, she hadn't realized they were loyal to any Slytherin ever.
Ginny cleared her throat, her patience wearing thin for this story that didn't seem to be going anywhere. "Any way, the boy went to their chambers once more, not knowing Lord Slytherin had returned and was in the lavatory washing. He crept up to the bed where Lady Slytherin slept, wielding a sword he swung and only missed because the Lord hit him with a spell" she said, taking a breath. "The student was brought to Lord and Lady Gryffindore, to confront them with her crime. The boy was killed on the spot, and Lord Gryffindore had to hand his wife's fate over to Lord Gryffindore, as was old wizard custom" Pansy explained.
"Just before he killed her, Lady Slytherin entered the meeting chamber, her heart breaking at the sight of her broken treasure. There was no way to repair it, and if the fairy's knew their peace gift had been destroyed there would be a war. Lady Slytherin was enraged. She started firing hateful spells at the woman, who barely dodged them." Ginny was actually starting to grow interested now, this was far more interesting then she suspected. "Lord Slytherin told his wife since the crime was against his household he was to determine the punishment, and because the crime was attempted on her life. He'd let her choose the suitable punishment" Pansy looked at the bracelet again, breathing a gentle sigh. "She was so grieved over the armlet the only way Lord Slytherin could think to console his beloved bride was to get her a new one, and he figured he would punish Lady Gryffindore at the same time by making her into the object she coveted so much."
Ginny looked at the bracelet in her hand. She had a feeling where this story was going. "He turned Lady Gryffindore into a bracelet as close as he could make it to the one that had been destroyed. He couldn't make it out of moonbeams so he made it silver. And he couldn't make it with stars so he made it with emerald, sapphires and rubies" she said. "He cursed the armlet, so only the bride of Lord Slytherin could free Lady Gryffindore. If anyone other then a bride of Slytherin, or someone she deems worth wears the armlet they will be instantly killed. In a very painful way" she said, almost finished "Lady Slytherin was killed in childbirth a few years later, and so filled with grief Lord Slytherin hid away everything of hers. Never to be seen again" she finished her story, both girls staring at the bracelet in Ginny's hand.
"So someone unearthed Lady Slytherin's things and has sent me her cursed bracelet" Ginny said after a moment. "Did they send a card?" Pansy asked after a minute, thinking there must have been an explanation. "Um, yeah" Ginny said, absentmindedly handing her the letter. "Who is it from Gin?" Pansy asked after a minute. "That's the thing, for the life of me I have no idea!" she said, entranced by the bracelet, never taking her eyes off of it. "He said he promised he'd come for you… Who promised you Gin?" Draco asked, looking at the letter over Pansy's shoulder. "I don't know! That's what I'm telling you, I don't know who made me a promise. I don't know who is coming for me! I don't know what bloody person would send me a cursed bracelet!" she said with a sudden wave of anger, catching her friends off guard. "Gin…?" Pansy asked with a cry, seeing Ginny had slipped the bracelet on.
"What?" Ginny screamed, suddenly feeling light headed. "I think I need to…. Lay down" she said softly, collapsing on the ground. "Was she not listening? Whoever puts it on dies!" Pansy shrieked, casting a spell that made sleeping people wake up. She didn't expect it to work, she just didn't know what to do. So when Ginny sat up she screamed again, jumping back in fright. "G…G…Ginny?" Pansy asked, standing with Draco away from their friend.
"Yeah?" Ginny asked, all traces of malice gone from her voice, replaced by her normal friendly smile. "You okay?" Pansy asked cautiously, moving a little closer to Ginny. "Yeah, why Pans?" Ginny asked concerned, getting up. "You put on the bracelet, got really angry at us for no reason and passed out!" Draco said
"Oh… Um… Sorry" she stumbled, rubbing her arm sheepishly. "I guess I couldn't help it. I wanted to see it on my wrist so badly. It was begging me to put it on" she said, knowing she sounded like a crazy person. The bracelet was telling her to put it on, that sounded like something a sane person would say. "I don't know why I got angry, I just had this weird feeling come over me" she said looking at her friends sheepishly.
"Gin, you might want to take that off! I don't think it's a good idea for you to be wearing a cursed bracelet" Draco said sternly. "Draco, she is still alive, If someone wears it who isn't a bride of Lord Slytherin would die instantly. But she's not dead" Pansy pointed out. "Which means she's the bride of Lord Slytherin, who ever that is, Ginny you're going to marry the heir of Lord Slytherin!" Pansy said excitedly. "Pans I think she should take it off…."Pansy cut Draco off with a quick reply. "No she shouldn't. It's hers"
With that the two girls sat, talking about the bracelet, completely forgotten about the criptic note that came with it. Both girls thinking only about the Lord Ginny would marry someday.
January 18th, 1994
Ginny had worn the bracelet every day, feeling a sense of calm and love radiating from the object adorning her wrist. She never took it off, not even when she slept. The comfort she received from the band was unparalleled. No calming draught or cheering charm could make her feel as good as this bracelet. She had forgotten all about the letter saying some mysterious person was coming for her.
She was sitting in the quidditch stands, watching the final challenge. Then Harry and Cedric disappeared, sending everyone into a panic. The headmaster demanded everyone return to the school. And in the rush of everyone flooding to the school Ginny did not notice she had been grabbed until she felt a strange pulling in her stomach, a pull she associated with a portkey.
She found herself in the sitting room of an old house. She started panicking even more as she found herself guarded by a masked Death Eaters. She started screaming as the figure came closer to her, taking her wand. She scooted into the corner, pulling her knees to her chest, crying. She was going to die tonight, why would Voldemort go through all this trouble to kill her? What had she done?
The more she panicked the more the bracelet tried to soothe her. Though she could feel it's effect trying to take hold of her she was to scared to let it calm her. Her heart was thumping so hard she was certain her guard could hear it. She whimpered, hiding her face behind her knees, wishing she was anywhere but here.
"You are dismissed, and do not allow anyone in here, or they will suffer my wrath!" she heard a hissing voice snap as a figure entered the room. "Yes My Lord" the Death Eater said. "It's very good to have you back my Lord" the man said, slinking out of the room. Ginny didn't dare look up, for fear of what she'd see. She knew she'd been left alone with you-know-who. Left alone to die. This time Harry wouldn't be able to save her.
The voice that spoke next was not what she was expecting, in fact, the voice was so soft it almost scared her more then had he yelled or hissed at her. "Little one, why are you frightened of me?" he asked, moving closer to her. He frowned when he saw her press herself further into the corner. An icy cold hand reached out to touch her cheek. "Please don't toy with me" she begged, pulling her cheek away from him, never looking up at him. "Just kill me, please. Quickly?" She begged, shutting her eyes tight, expecting the warm green light of the Avada Kadavra curse.
"Little one, why do you want me to kill you?" the voice was filled with concern, confusing Ginny further. She peaked up at him, startled by what she saw. A snake like man was kneeling in front of her, blood red eyes boring into her soul. There was no viciousness in his eyes, no hate or thirst to kill. His eyes were filled with love and concern. She let out a small squeak of fear as she saw him reaching a claw like hand toward her. He frowned more, stepping back. "What is wrong little one? Why are you afraid of me?" he said, catching a glance at his reflection. He realized she was probably afraid of how he looked right now. He grabbed his wand, Ginny hiding her face again. Though when she did not feel a spell hit her she looked up again, face to face with an angelic looking man.
His skin was a flawless creamy white and his chocolate brown hair was combed perfectly. His blue eyes stared down at her, his expression soft and loving. "Is this better little one?" He had been expecting Ginny to run into his arms, kiss him as he'd been missing for fifty years now. Yet here was his bonded wife, his soul mate, cowering in fear of him. What had happened in the two years he'd left her that she feared him so?
"Who… Who are you?" Ginny asked in a frightened voice. "Who am I?" The words sounded foreign on his lips, like it wasn't really him speaking them. "What do you mean who am I?" he asked, rushing forward, dropping to his knees in front of her. "Little one, why do you not know me?" He asked, Ginny's chest tightening at the pain in his voice. "You're… You-know-who… Right?" she asked, trying to move further away from him but was already pressed against the corner. "Little one, what's wrong? Why don't you remember?" he asked.
He growled as he decided someone had put a memory charm on his little one. His anger only grew, someone touched his girl. Someone dared to manipulate his little one! He'd kill whoever it was! He'd make sure no one ever touched what was his again. He pointed his wand at her, causing her to shriek in fear and hide her head again. He growled out a spell Ginny didn't recognize. She let out a strangled sound as the blue light sped toward her, hitting her head, surrounding her head in a blue light.
"What did you do to me?" she cried, looking for her wand, forgetting that Death Eater had taken her wand, it now sat behind him on the desk. "Please don't to…." She broke off as she felt her eyes roll back in her head, memories flooding over her. Some memories flooded back to her from a spot she seemed to forget existed, while other memories left her mind. She could tell many of her memories of her first year were false. She knew the memories had been implanted, but she didn't know why someone would do that. No one knew the truth of her relationship with Tom. No one knew she was his soul mate. So who would change her memory.
Her eyes flew open after a minute, Tom standing in front of her, almost looking scared. She looked him over for a moment, as if seeing him for the first time. She was on her feet, running to him in seconds. She jumped into his open arms, burring her face in his neck as he spun her around. "Little one, who did this to you? Who made you forget me?" he cooed, setting her back on the ground. Ginny kept her arms tight around his neck, her face hidden in his chest she just kept saying the words "I'm sorry" over and over again like a mantra.
He chuckled, picking her up, carrying her to the large arm chair. "Shh, shh, it's okay little one" he said, his arms wrapped tight around her as he sat down, her small body cradled to his chest. "I don't know who did" she said with a choked sob, placing kisses all over his neck and cheeks. "I don't know who changed my memory, but I'm so sorry my love. Tom I'm so sorry I didn't remember" Ginny sobbed, holding onto his robes tightly, afraid he'd be angry with her. "Little one don't be sorry. You did nothing wrong." He said stroking her back lovingly. "I'll kill who ever dared touch what is mine!" Ginny happily snuggled into him, enjoying his possessiveness. She enjoyed being spoken for.
"Love, where is your bonding bracelet?" Tom asked suddenly, feeling her left wrist. Ginny thought for a minute. "It's in the hidden compartment in my trunk. I forgot what it was, and I put it away…" she said, sadness filling her voice again, sounding as if she'd start crying again. With a flick of his wand the gold bracelet appeared on her left right along with her armlet. "Thank you my sweet husband" she giggled, cuddling into him. "Please don't scare me like that again little one" Tom said, kissing her neck. "I promise Tom, if you promise not to leave me again" she said, looking up at him. "I promise Little one" he said with a happy smile.
"Now, take this" he said, putting a silver chain around her neck, a little Slytherin shield hanging from it. "I'll be able to talk to you through it, it acts similar to the Dark Mark my followers are branded with" he said. "It you're ever lonely and need me, just squeeze it tightly and whisper into it. I'll get the message." He said
"Wait, what if you say something to me? Everyone can't hear my husband talking to me!" she said concerned. "I'm thirteen, no one will understand. You're Lord Voldemort" she said, though it was with reverence and affection then fear. "No one will accept that. Dumbledore will have me committed and then they'll come after you" she cried, holding onto him as if to protect him from that. "Sweet girl, no one but you will hear me." He said softly. She smiled, taking his hand as they got up.
"Now I'm sending you back to school, by now the chaos will have settled and they will notice you're missing" he said, kissing her passionately. "You must tell no one of this" he said. Ginny's eyes widened "Tom, please don't send me away" She begged, hugging him tightly, "You promised not to leave me again" she said angrily, hurt reflecting in her eyes.
Tom only laughed at her, putting a finger under her chin to tilt her head up. He looked into her honey eyes, kissing her nose. "I'm not leaving you little one. I'm sending you back to school, you need your education" he said. "I don't want to go. I want to stay here with you" His eyes darkening a little bit.
"Little one, you will not disobey me. I am your dominant, and you will listen to me" he said in a firm voice. "You will go to school and continue your education. I will come to you or send for you when I am able" he said, Ginny's lip quivering but she nodded anyway. "Yes my love" she said sadly. At this Tom softened, hugging her. "I love you little one, and I'm only looking out for your wellbeing. Promise me you'll do your studying?" He asked, kissing the top of her head. "I promise Tom" she said as she let him go, knowing he was about to send her back to Hogwarts. "When will I see you again my love? Soon?" she asked as he went around his desk.
"Soon my love. You'll be out of school for summer break soon and then I'll be able to sneak you away from your family. You'll be seventeen in four years, I'll steal you away from them. They will never take you from me" he said, carefully handling an antique close, levitating it with his wand.
"Tom, am I allowed to tell Pansy and Draco?" she asked. At his questioning look she continued. "Draco Malfoy and Pansy Parkinson, they are both Slytherins, my best friends actually" she finished, sitting on the desk. "Parkinson and Malfoy… Yes, their parents are faithful servants of mine, you may tell them, but no one else" he kissed her cheek. "And make them swear a unbreakable vow not to tell" he added, handing her the portkey, within seconds she was transported back to Hogwarts. She found herself in her own bed, the clock no longer active. It was again, only a clock. She opened her bed curtains, setting the clock on her night stand. It was almost one in the morning. She needed to sleep, she couldn't wait to see Pansy tomorrow.
Pansy Sat in Ginny's office, filling the jar with her memories. When she told her mistress this would take a while she never imagined it would be six hours, and two jars, later. Ginny still had more memories flowing out of her head. She never knew how much their Lord dominated Ginny's existence. He really was everything to her. She couldn't help but wonder how many accessible memories Ginny would have left after they finished.