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June 17th, 1995
Ginny groaned as an annoying tapping pulled her out of her pleasant dreams. She squinted through the darkness at her alarm clock. Another groan left her lips as she blinked at the aggressive neon numbers. She was about to roll over and go back to sleep when the tapping continued. She sat up, looking around for the source of the annoying tapping. Her eyes settled on the window outside, glaring at the black hawk who sat there impatiently tapping on the glass, a letter in its beak.
"Bloody fucking bird waking me up at five-thirty in the morning!" she grumbled, throwing her blankets off her as she went to the window, the cold morning air wafting through the now open window. "I swear who ever felt the need to send this stupid bird this bloody early is going to die" she mumbled as she took the letter, tossing it a treat. She set the letter on her desk, moving back toward her bed, she'd read it later. Nothing that important would be coming to her that couldn't be read at a godlier hour. She let out a small screech when the bird swooped down on the bed, perching itself on her stomach, dropping the letter once more in her hand. "Go away, I'll read it later" she groaned, pushing at the bird only to have it bite at her fingers. "Fine, you bloody fucking bird, I'll read the damn letter" she grumbled, sitting up.
She reached over to her bedside table, grabbing her wand "Lumos" she mumbled through her yawn, opening the letter. She instantly recognized Pansy's tiny perfect handwriting.
'Hey Gin!
Guess what! Well, you know I've been spending the summer with the Malfoy's, something about Draco and I needing to spend a lot of time together away from school so we can get to be more comfortable with each other before the wedding. I know, an arranged marriage, not really romantic. But it's alright, I really do love Draco. He's a little slow to catch on though, but I think he loves me too! Oh wait… There was a specific point to write a letter to you, other than confessing my love for Draco… OH YEAH! You-know-who was at Malfoy Manor this morning. He's super scary looking. Like a snake human thing. He's so powerful and he'll lead us into a pureblood dominated world that it kind of makes up for it. But he's so scary, the dark magic crackling around him is utterly terrifying. Anyway, Draco and I overheard him explaining to them you're his soul mate, and that you're bonded! Why didn't you tell us? That's so amazing! You're bonded to the most powerful wizard of our time! You just have to give me all the details! Is he the one who sent you Lady Slytherin's armlet? Well of course he would be the heir of Slytherin… But how did he open the chamber back in second year if he wasn't given his body back until last year…. Oh never mind. I've lost track of where I was…. I was supposed to finish telling you something…. Oh yeah! Anyway, Draco and I overheard them all talking, and you-know-who somehow knew we were in the hall. Anyway, apparently you told him we were friends. He told me to write to you and tell you to convince your parents to let you spend the rest of the summer at your friends house. I'm going to take a polyjuice potion to look like that Loony Lovegood chit and Mr. Malfoy is going to take the potion to look like her father. Send us a letter back with Obscurité when you convince your mum and we'll come for you. You'll spend the summer at Malfoy Manor and you'll join mine and Draco's lessons on acting like a proper pureblood. Mr. Malfoy actually seemed really pleased by the idea of bringing you to the standing you should be at. It's a shame such pureblood was wasted on your family. But you're at least a proper pure blood. Anyway, I attached a fake letter signed by the Loony Chit inviting you to her house, so you can show your mum. Write me soon! I can't wait to see you, I think even Draco misses you, but you know him and his stupid emotionless mask. He won't admit it, but he did seem pleased with having you spend the summer here!
Sincerely your best mate,
Pansy'
Ginny read over the letter three times before she understood the entire thing. Pansy's letter was so sloppy it was so hard to read. Ginny assumed the girl was merely excited, since normally her script was tiny and perfect, not one ink smudge ever present. She looked over the fake letter from Luna and shook her head. The letter was overly Lunaish… The was the best way she could describe it. The letter described wanting Ginny to come visit for the summer so Luna could show her some Crumple-horned Snorkak's she had caught. Ginny dissolved into a fit of giggles imagining Pansy's face while writing such a ridiculous letter. She couldn't contain her excitement, she would be spending the entire summer at Malfoy manor learning things her parents should have been proud enough to teach her years ago. She was careful to not think about seeing Tom again. She hadn't seen him since his rebirth. She couldn't wait to run into his arms. But she knew better then to expect him to be loving in front of anyone.
She got dressed quickly, running down the stairs. "Mummy!" she called, reminding herself to continue playing the part of the adoring daughter. She barely avoided cringing when she saw Hermione perched on the sofa with Ron and Harry. It was bad enough that her family was made up of blood traitors. But did they really have to let that mudblood into the house? –Ginevra remember you have to keep up the mudblood loving pretense. No one can see you in any different light- she thought to herself. "Yes Ginny darling?" she heard her mother answer her from the kitchen.
She tore her eyes off the disgusting sight of a mudblood sitting in her home and turned a bright smile on her mother. "Mum a school chum of mine, Luna Lovegood, invited me to spend the summer with her and her family. Please mum, can I go?" she begged. "She's a really nice girl and her family is all p…." she stopped herself before saying Luna's family were all purebloods. "her family's really nice mum. Please" Ginny said again, cringing on the inside to be begging for anything from this horrible woman who turned her back on her blood rite. "Let me see the letter dear" Her mother said, Ginny handed her the fake letter. "What on earth is a Crumple-Horned Snorkak?" her mother asked, to which Ginny just shrugged. "I don't know, but I'm dying to find out. And I miss Luna mum…" she added.
"Gee Gin, I didn't know you were friends with Loony Lovegood" She heard Hermione, who was turned around leaning over the back of the sofa, say. "Yeah Gin, you'll miss a summer with me and Hermione" Harry said, glancing up from his game of wizards chess, which Ron was beating him at. 'I'd rather spend my summer under the cruciatus curse then spent three months with a mudblood, a family of blood traitors and some insolent brat who thinks he can thwart the greatest wizard of our time' came to mind, but instead Ginny just said. "I'm sorry Mione, Harry" she said, keeping her tone apologetic and even. "But I'm dying to see Luna…." She said, biting her lip. "Please mum! She even wrote that her and her father would come and pick me up so you can meet them. She's really a nice girl and we'll…" her mother cut her off with a wave of her hand. "Alright love, you can go if you'd like. We'll buy your school supplies when we go, and send them to you by owl." Her mother said. "I'll fire call the Lovegood's and tell them you'll be able to spend the summer with them." Her mother said, handing the letter back to Ginny. "No! " She said a little too quickly, receiving an odd look from her mother. "I have a lot to tell Luna, and I was writing her a letter when the owl delivered this. So I'll just tack it onto the end of my letter to her. No use in wasting the floo powder we have" she said sheepishly, thankfully her mother seemed to believe her excuse.
"Alright dear" Ginny ran back upstairs to pack her things and write to Pansy. She pulled out a piece of parchment and her never ending ink pot Pansy had given her for Christmas. The coolest thing about this particular never ending ink pot was that it changed ink colors, depending on what the writer wanted. She opened the top, finding her favorite Slytherin Green ink. She dipped the quill in the ink, writing her reply.
'Hey Pans,
You'll never believe what kind of trouble you're Luna letter caused. My mum wanted to know what the hell a Crumple-horned Snorkak was. How the hell was I supposed to know? Couldn't you have toned down the crazy and make it sound less like Loony Lovegood and more like a normal person? My mother looked like she didn't want to send me off to spend a summer with a bunch of nutters. I'd love to see her face if she knew I was really spending it with you and the Malfoy's. She'd shit a brick! Anyway, I'm sorry I didn't tell you about me and Tom… Yeah, his name is Tom. But you can't call him that to anyone but me, I wouldn't want you to get hurt. Because you'd be stupid to refer to him by that name, he'd probably curse you until you went crazy. Only I can call him that, and only when we are alone… I promise to tell you everything when I see you. Please let Lord Malfoy know I am grateful for him opening his home to me this summer, and even more grateful for his tutelage on something my parents should have taught me years ago. Really, it disgusts me how they completely disregard their blood rite. Even now there is a disgusting mudblood sitting on my couch! You have to get me out of here. I'll go crazy Pans! Come and get me as soon as you can.
Desperate to get the hell out of here,
Ginevra Riddle.'
She checked over her letter twice before looking at the bird who had delivered the letter, now that it wasn't so early and she wasn't so groggy she recognized this was Draco's Hawk Obscurité. She rolled her eyes, taking a little onto the end of her letter
P.S – And how could you be daft enough to use Draco's hawk! If Obscurité hadn't come through my bedroom window everyone but my parents would recognized it as Draco's bird. How am I supposed to explain that it's from Lovegood when everyone in school knows she has that obnoxious magic hot pink owl? Really Pansy, you're smarter than that, what makes you think no one would recognize that hawk when everyone in Hogwarts has an owl deliver their post except Draco who has Obscurité. Really Pansy…. Anyway, please come for me soon, I'm dying to get the bloody hell out of here!
She sent Obscurité on its way with the letter addressed to Pansy. She sighed, going to the bathroom to jump in the shower, not sure how long it would take Pansy to receive her letter and write another letter. She knew Obscurité could fly very fast. Draco would send a letter to his father before breakfast and have a reply by Lunch time. Sure, Obscurité would be a very cranky and exhausted hawk, but like every other Malfoy never behaved anything but perfect.
It was almost three in the afternoon when a black Eagle Owl flew into her bedroom window with a letter and a small package in its talons. Ginny took both of them, pushing her unfinished breakfast aside, letting the owl nip at the bacon pieces.
'Gin,
Good point, I didn't even think about Obscurité or Lovegood's crazy owl. I used my own owl this time, no one would notice my own owl, and you could argue that maybe they also own an Eagle Owl, I doubt it because they are rare and rather expensive, but that's not the point. Anyway, Mr. Malfoy seemed pleased with your gratitude. I think he may even be looking forward to teaching you and making one less blood traitor… But you know the whole emotionless thing… Anyway, I seem to be unable to focus today. Draco's being a pain in the arse right now. But Mr. Malfoy said it wouldn't be fitting to have you coming to the Malfoy Manor in those clothes your family provides you. Any pureblood should really dress to their status. You-know-who agreed with him completely. So, Mr. Malfoy and I are coming for you, then he'll aparate us to Les boutiques magiques de Paris, it's like Diagon Alley, but it's in Paris and it's exclusively for the rich and famous. Don't worry about paying for it, you-know-who said anything you want he'll pay for. He said to buy anything, so we're going wild and buying you completely new wardrobe, and a new wand. He was revolted when I mentioned your wand was your dead uncle's old wand. We're going to get you a proper wand, one that picks you like they are supposed to. Anyway, let your mum know we'll be there at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, so be ready. Mr. Malfoy said to pack your trunk with everything you'd normally take with you to school so your parents won't get suspicious, then we'll burn everything and replace it with proper things. See you soon!
Very excited to see you,
Pansy
Ps – OH! I forgot to explain the package. It's a dress Mrs. Malfoy said would look stunning on you, and a robe. She thought you would enjoy them. When you open the package they will resize to normal. When you put them on they will look like the clothes you normally wear, but she'll remove the charm when we see you. Bye!
Ginny shook her head at her best friend's antics. Really, the girl could be such an air head some times. She opened the package carefully, wondering why Mrs. Malfoy would do something as sweet as send her something like this. She gasped as the contents of the package resized to their normal size. She held up a green halter-top sun dress. She held it up to her, looking in the mirror at the beautiful dress. The soft green cotton hung in a full beautiful skirt. She removed her clothes, putting on the dress. Her pale freckled skin made a striking contrast to the green fabric. She twirled, admiring the flowy skirt that rached just above her knee, the deep vneck of the halter top showing off her breasts nicely. She had a feeling Mrs. Malfoy picked this for her so she could impress Tom when she saw him tomorrow. She picked up the silver robe, marveling at how soft the fabric was. It had to be made of silk. The softest silk she'd ever seen. She put it on, the sleeves loose around her arms. She admired the outfit in the mirror, smirking as the clothes glowed a faint blue and transformed into a pair an old pair of denims, a faded t-shirt and a simple black robe that looked old and worn through. She could still feel the skirt swish around her legs and the robe flow in the breeze from the open window. But it looked like she wore old clothes.
She took off the dress and robe, putting them in her closet, dressing in some old pj's. She went about packing her trunk, excited to get rid of the tattered-second-hand clothes and books she owned. She wanted to get rid of any tie she had to her family. She had trouble sleeping that night, to excited for the rest of the summer for sleep to come at a normal time.
June 18th, 1995
Ginny woke when her alarm blared. It was six o'clock. Two more hours and her salvation would come for her. She ran to the bathroom, turning on the taps. She took her clothes off, letting them fall to the floor. She stepped into the shower, closing the glass door, enjoying the feeling of the hot water washing over her. She grabbed her body wash off the shelf. She grabbed a potion vial off the shelf, adding several drops to the handful of body wash on in her hand. Before she had left school Pansy helped her brew a salve that was supposed to help get rid of her freckles. Ginny hated them. She lathered up the wash in her hands, rubbing the suds over every inch of her creamy skin. She smiled in satisfaction as she looked at her arms, watching the freckles get fainter.
She finished showering half an hour later, wrapping a large towel around her body and a second towel around her long red hair. She peaked out of the door, making sure the hall was empty. She crossed the hall, into her bedroom closing the door with a loud snap.
It she didn't realize how long it took her to dress and curl her hair, but she was putting the finishing touches on her hair when her mother knocked at the door. "Gin, deary, you're friend Luna and her father are here" she said, opening Ginny's bedroom door. "Gin you look very lovely, why are you doing your hair and makeup like that to visit your friend?" she asked, looking over her daughters curled hair and faint traces of blush and eye shadow. "Mum, she keeps telling me about her neighbor and how he's real dreamy… I just want to look good if he is as dreamy as she says" she lied easily, taking one last look at her reflection. It really was odd to feel the skirt but see the denims.
Her mother just chuckled, shaking her head. "My little girl, trying so hard to grow up" she chuckled, pulling her wand out of her pocket, levitating Ginny's trunk down the stairs. "Thanks mum" she mumbled as she ran down the stairs, two at a time. "P… Luna!" Ginny said happily, catching herself before she addressed the airy looking blonde in front of her as Pansy. "Gin!" The girl said in Luna's dreamy far off voice. They embraced each other quickly, both wearing happy smiles. "Hello Mr. Lovegood" Ginny said, having to remind herself this was actually Mr. Malfoy. Both he and Pansy played their parts well. Currently Mr. Malfoy was engaged in a heated debate with Bill and Charlie about the existence of Snarlax's. If Ginny didn't know it was Mr. Malfoy she'd have been convinced this man really must be Luna's father. She was pretty sure he simple memorized an article out of the stupid Quibbler magazine Luna's dad put out that the girl was always reading. "Well Gin dear, make sure to write us and we'll see you at kings cross at the end of summer. Be sure to write us and tell us what you and Luna are up to" she said softly. She shrunk Ginny's trunk down to the size of a muggle quarter and handed it to Mr. 'Lovegood'.
"Thanks, bye mum!" She said as she grabbed a tight hold of Mr. Lovegood just like Luna did. "Hold on tight girls." He said in a formal tone that certainly sounded like Mr. Malfoy. Dark hairs were starting to show through the roots of 'Luna's' blond hair. Ginny screwed her eyes tight, knowing what was about to happen. She had never aparated, but from what she heard it was unpleasant. They aparated away, Ginny groaned when she felt the unfamiliar sensation of being squeezed through a straw. When she opened her eyes she found herself in a busy looking street, the Eifel Tower in the background. "Wicked" she mumbled, looking around at all the witches and wizards roaming around. They all looked well off and important.
"Pansy!" She said happily, turning to see her best friend back to rights. She hugged the girl, laughing at the two radishes that hung from the girls ears. "Please get rid of those things, they look ridiculous" she said between giggles. "You really were splendid Pans, if I didn't know better I would have really thought you two were the Lovegoods" she said, turning to face Mr. Malfoy. "And thank you for rescuing me from a summer with a family of traitors" she said bowing a little, she knew that much of pureblood custom. He seemed to be pleased with her show of respect and nodded his head. He removed his wand from his cane, making a small twirling hand motion as Ginny's clothes transformed back to their original beauty. "Oh goodness Gin! That's beautiful! You look so good in Slytherin colors!" Pansy exclaimed, grabbing Ginny's wrist, twirling her a bit so she could see the whole dress and robe.
The girls looked up when they heard another loud crack. "I hate that noise" Pansy whispered to Ginny as the saw Mrs. Malfoy and Draco standing behind Lucius. "Hello Mrs. Malfoy, thank you so much for the clothes, they are divine" Ginny said, bowing to the Lady Malfoy before moving over to Draco, giving him a quick hug. "It's so good to see you" Ginny said, happy to with her friends again. "Please dear, do call me Narcissa or Cissy, you're practically family. Our Lord explained the situation to us and we were thrilled that at least one of the Weasley's has a decent head on their shoulders. It's such a shame to waist pure blood on the likes of people like that" Narcissa said, the grin on Ginny's face growing wider. "I'm glad you approve, I don't know what I would have done with those mudblood loving fools. Please, call me Ginevra" she added, much preferring her formal name. It was actually a very common name among pureblooded families so it was a name she wore proudly. "Come on Draco, we'll leave the ladies to their shopping" Lucius said as he turned on his heels, walking away with Draco in toe.
Ginny looked up at Narcissa as she started speaking. "Now, Ginevra, we need to get you new clothes. Basically we will have to start from scratch. New dresses, some slacks for school when you've got to be flying. New robes, new shoes, new jewelry and of course new school robes." The elder woman said, rattling off a list. "A new wand and new school supplies. Perhaps even a pet if you'd like. Pansy told me you don't have one. Every child deserves a pet" she said, and Ginny was surprised to find the woman smiling at her fondly. "Thank you again Mrs. Ma…. Cissy. It means a lot to me to have what a pure blood truly deserves." She said.
The first stop they made was to the wand makers shop. Ginny figured it might look like Olivanders, what she didn't expect was a plush waiting room with a small counter in it. "Lady Malfoy!" The sales woman greeted with a sweeping bow. "Yes, my daughter needs a new wand." Narcissa said in an icy tone. "Yes ma'am" the sales woman said, her eyes settling on Pansy and Ginny. "I need the new wand." Ginny stepped forward, looking at the woman with the same air of superiority that Mrs. Malfoy had used. "Y..Yes of course dear. Your last wand, what wood? How long was it? What was its core?" the girl asked, only slightly surprised by Ginny's attitude. "Just bring me some samples, my previous wand is of no consequence" Ginny said, surprised how easy it was to slip into her role, though she was unsure as to why she was calling Ginny her daughter. "Of course Ms Malfoy" the woman said, Ginny resisted the urge to correct the woman. She was neither a Malfoy nor a Weasley. She would forever be a Riddle. "Here you are dear, this bag is connected to your vault in Gringots and will never run out as long as you have money in your vault." Narcissa said handing a black coin purse to Ginny. Ginny assumed she was talking about Tom's vault, he told them he would pay for anything Ginny wanted to buy so she assumed he added her onto his Gringots vault account.
The sales woman left the front reception room and returned a few minutes later with dozens of boxes floating behind her. "Here dear, try this one. Hickory wood, Eleven inches long, with a Dragon heartstring core" the woman said, handing a light colored wand to Ginny. The wand felt far too thick in her hand, it seemed a little more than half an inch in diameter. She didn't even need to try a spell to know this wasn't her wand. "No, this will never do. Far to thick" she said, handing the wand back to the woman. "Alright dear, something thinner than…" The sales woman mumbled, looking at the label on several boxes. "Here try this one. It's nine inches long made out of Yew wood, very rare since we're not supposed to harvest it. But you know it's simply splendid for wands. Yew wood had enharent magical properties that made it ideal for wands, which is why there is such few yew trees left, they are terribly hard to grow…" Ginny gave an exasperated sigh. "Excuse me, but I believe I was shopping for a wand, not a herbology lesson" she snapped in a regal tone, making Narcissa smirk behind the saleswoman, seeming pleased with Ginny's actions. "Yes.. Of course Ms. Malfoy, my apologies…" the woman said, looking quite put out for being interrupted. "Like I was saying… Nine inches long, Yew wood, it is a little more then an eighth of an inch thick with unicorn blood core" she said, the last part in a bare whisper.
Ginny's eyes sparkled with greed as she looked over the wand. A wand with a wood that was illegal to harvest and a core that was illegal to use, well she simply had to have it. The power would be enough to allow her anything. She took the wand from its box, relishing the feel of it in her hand. Silver sparks flew from the wand as she gave it a small flick, satisfied with the amount of power she felt flowing between her new wand and her. "Yes, this one will do nicely" she said in a silky tone, twisting the delicate wand in a few intricate patterns, enjoying the lithe feel of the thin wood in her hand.
Ginny pulled her coin purse out of her bag, paying for the wand, putting the light wand into her robe pocket. "Alright girls, let's go for some new clothes" Cissy said, looking rather excited. Pansy let out a delighted giggle as she hooked her arm with Ginny's. "Come on Gin, I've been dying for a year to get you out of those rags you typically wear" she said leading Ginny outside. "Well thanks Pans. I love you too" Ginny laughed.
The three women spent the next five hours shopping, spending more money then Ginny ever had seen before. They were all weighed down with shopping bags and packages. With a snap of Narcissa's fingers three house elves appeared. "Take all these bags and boxes to Mistress Ginevra's room. Make sure to put everything away properly" Narcissa snapped, the three elves taking all the packages and bags disappearing in a mist. "Come on girls, lets meet the boys for dinner" Narcissa said. Ginny had quickly learned to people Narcissa considered family she acted very warm and loving to, and she acted like an ice queen with the typical Malfoy arrogance she was so accustomed to. She liked seeing her like this, she was the kind of mother Ginny wished she had. She was a proper pureblood matriarch who was still loving and warm to her family. "And Ginevra, I believe Lucius has a surprise for you" She said with a motherly smile.
They walked down the cobblestone street to an expensive looking café, before they even fully reached the door the host bowed low "Good afternoon Lady Malfoy. Lord Malfoy and company are already waiting for you inside, if you'll follow me" he said, turning on his heels, leading them into a fancy dining room light by floating candles and fairies that flitted around.
Ginny's eyes light up as she saw the surprise Narcissa had mentioned earlier. Lucius and Draco sat at a table with an older version of Tom Riddle, who looked to be in his early twenties. The three men stood up when the girls came into sight. She walked the same speed as the other two women, remembering they were in public and she needed to behave properly. "Tom!" Ginny exclaimed as she finally reached the table, wrapping her arms around his waist, pressing her face into his chest, happy to be held in his arms again. She bit her lip when she realized she was addressing and behaving so informally with him in front of other people. She went to move back from him "My Lord I'm sorry, I forgot my head for a minute" she said in a respectful tone, letting him go.
Tom simply laughed, pulling her back to him, kissing the top of her head. "It's alright little one, you may behave like that in front of the Malfoy's and Ms. Parkinson only. They are aware you are my mate and you may behave as such" To this Ginny's eyes brightened once more, hugging him tightly. "Good, because I've missed you my love" she said softly, smiling as Tom pulled out her chair for her. Each woman sat beside her respective mate. "Now little one, did you find everything you needed?" Tom asked tucking a stray curl behind Ginny's ear.
Their four companions looked a little surprised by the bizarre show of affection and softness from their Lord, but the novelty of it quickly wore off and it seemed the most natural thing for him to behave like that toward Ginevra. "Yes I did, I got a new wand too. Look, Yew wood and Unicorn blood core" she said excitedly, showing him her new wand. He took it from her, their fingers brushing for a second before he took her wand. "Very nice sweet girl, a powerful wand for my queen" he said, a blush rising to Ginny's cheeks.
Dinner passed enjoyably. The six companions talked and enjoyed their first day together as a family. Lucius discussed his plans for their etiquette training, Tom seemed pleased with the elder Malfoy's plans to teach Ginny how to be a proper pureblood wife. "My love, I was wondering if I could request something of you" Ginny said in a soft voice, remembering Narcissa telling her a lady of breeding was aught not raise her voice above the gentle whisper of a wind. "What is it little one? You know I will give you anything your heart desires" Tom said, looking fondly at Ginny. "Well, I was hoping you or Mr. Malfoy would tutor myself, Draco and Pansy in the magic they don't teach us at school" she said with a hopeful smile. Draco and Pansy looked shocked. They hadn't expected Ginny to ask that.
"Gin, we appreciate you wanting us to learn but we're only fifteen, and you're only fourteen. Don't you think we're a bit young to be learning such powerful magic?" Pansy said, looking at Ginny with concern. "None sense Ms. Parkinson. I believe Ginevra has a brilliant idea. You're never to young to learn. My queen needs to know that magic, and seeing as you two are her best friends that would make you her inner circle. Thus once you are of age and prove yourself loyal to me as well you will become part of my inner circle. You will need that magic as well." Tom said.
Lucius looked very pleased with what Tom just said, fatherly pride showing on his face. Draco and Pansy both looked shocked. "My Lord, we're honored" Draco said in a careful tone, his emotionless mask slipping back into place. "You're trust is not misplaced My Lord, we will not fail you." He finished with a small bow of his head. Pansy looked like she'd just been asked to join the Weird Sisters. She was shocked that Lord Voldemort trusted them so much, simply because Ginny trusted them. Her mind did not seem to want to work for her. It took her a minute to be able to speak. "Thank you my Lord. We'd be honored to take lessons" she said "Please My Lord, I would be honored if you would call me Pansy" she added, looking at what was left of her cake.
July 29th, 1995
"Now the first curse we'll work with today is the Cruciatus Curse. I know you're all very aware of what the curse is so we'll skip that part of the normal lesson and go straight to the practical part" Lucius said to the three teenagers in front of him. He snapped his fingers and a house elf appeared in front of the class. "Bring the prisoner up her Milly" Lucius said, the elf squeaked and nodded it's head. "Yes master Lucius, I'll bring her right away master" the elf said, reappearing minutes later with a woman bound and gagged. The woman looked frightened and her clothes were already torn and dirty. The three students watched her for a second before turning their attention back to Lucius, none of them moving to help her despite her crying.
"Now, the cruciatus curse is very simple to cast. You raise your wand out like this and bring it down to point at your target. The wand movement is really simple, you'd be able to cast it even by just pointing at your target." Lucius said. "Similar to the patronus charm, where you need a powerful happy memory to cast it. With the Cruciatus spell you need to think of the thing you hate the most. And it has to be real hate. You're blood has to boil and you have to want to cause intense pain." he explained. "You think of your hate then say crucio and concentrate on how much pain you want to inflict. When you decide to simply cut off your concentration to end the spell." he finished.
"Now, Draco, you will go first. Think of your hate, and cast crucio on this muggle" Lucius said. Pansy and Ginny took a step back, allowing Draco some room. "Now, you weakness is not allowed. A weak person does not deserve to live. Your victims will plea and beg you to spare them. Giving into that is weakness. They are filthy muggles, revolting mudbloods and blood traitors. They do not deserve to lick the muck off our boots. Make them know it" With a flick of Lucius's wand the gag was removed from the woman's mouth and her pleas became intelligible. "Please" she begged in a hoarse voice. "I won't tell anyone what is going on here" she sobbed, looking at the impassive faces of the three teenagers in front of her. "You're just children, I know this isn't your doing. Please, let me go. I have a son your age, please, let me go home to him." Draco rolled his eyes boredly, "Really, the I'm a mother don't make my son an orphan bit? Pathetic scum" he said, pointing his wand at her. He thought for a second before crying "Crucio!" at first it looked like Draco had been unsuccessful in casting the spell till the woman started writhing in pain, though it wasn't intense enough for her to scream. "Very good Draco, you cast the spell properly but your hate isn't strong enough. You'll need something stronger for a more effective curse." Lucius explained. "Ginevra, your turn." he said.
She stepped forward, Draco retreating to her former position. "Hate" Ginny mumbled to herself, thinking of what she really hated. Her family not teaching her how they should have. Her family for betraying their bloodrite, for letting Mudbloods into their home. Her hatred for the mudbloods at Hogwarts, her hatred for mudbloods and muggles in general. None of these hates seemed strong enough. She was thinking of using them all at once to cast the spell when Harry's face entered her minds eye. Instantly she felt her blood boil, dark magic crackling around her. That stupid boy thwarted her Tom, reduced him to surviving on the weak souls and minds of his lesser followers. Reduced him to nothing more then a broken spirit surviving on unicorn blood. He reduced them to living in a world that tolerated mudbloods stealing magic from good witches and wizards. She opened her eyes, a dark expression on her face, a deathly glint in her eyes. "You filthy piece of trash. This is all your fault. You filthy muggles are trying to steal your way into our world, you don't belong here" she said her magic crackling in the air around her, unaware that Draco and Pansy had taken several steps back, even Lucius had moved away from her. "You don't deserve to walk among us or even breath the same air. You deserve to be killed off or locked in a zoo for our children to see" she hissed through gritted teeth, the woman didn't even try pleading with Ginny, knowing it would fall of deaf ears. "Crucio!" Ginny yelled.
The woman let out a blood curling scream, thrashing on the floor as every muscle of her body exploded in a firey pain. "Very good Ginevra! Now, break your concentration to end the curse" Lucius said in a shaky voice, though Ginny did not seem to hear him. His voice not even registering to her. "It's your fault he was cast aside like an old rag!" She said, her voice almost screaming. She ended the curse, watching the woman continue to sob and convulse on the floor. "A filthy muggle died to protect that stupid insolent child. It is your fault the mighty Lord Voldemort was reduced to such a weak form, cast out of his own body!"She screamed, "Crucio!" She cried again, pleased as the woman resumed screamed, her body twitching worse then before. "Ginevra, end the curse and step back. Pansy needs to learn the spell and I do not feel like ending our lesson early because our test animal is dead" he said in a cold voice. Ginny couldn't hear him, his words nor his voice reached her ears. He raised his wand, casting a curse at Ginny to cut off her concentration and bring her back from her own hatred, but the spell simply bounced off her magic that hung thick in the air. "Your kind did this to him! You don't deserve to live!" She screamed, her body trembling with anger as her magic lashed out violently, causing Draco and Pansy to flee the room. Even Lucius was inching closer and closer to the door, he needed to summon their Lord, fearing he was the only one who was able to calm Ginny down enough not to kill those loyal to her.
Lucius managed to flee the room, standing in the hall panting. Narcissa had rushed to the drawing room they had been using as a class room. "What's wrong Lucius, Draco and Pansy ran to find me in a panic. What's wrong with Ginevra?" she asked out of breath. She had only been taking of the redhead for a little over a month, but the girl truly felt like the daughter she never had. The fates had decided to bless her with another child. Their family was complete. "I was teaching the cruciatus curse. She's to wrapped up in her hate. I'm not sure what she chose, but Cissy, she's powerful. A power that would rival our Lord... I tried to use a charm to break her concentration so she would stop, and my spell simply bounced off her magic. Such dark magic radiating off of her you could physically see it!" He exclaimed, looking like a proud father whose child just was appointed minister of magic. He pressed his wand to his dark mark, wincing in pain.
"How dare you summon me!" Lord Voldemort bellowed before he took in the appearances of the family before him. They all looked disheveled and terrified. Anger boiled up in him "Lucius, where is my Ginevra?" He demanded, noticing that Ginny was not with them. The he noticed the screaming and grew concerned, panic showing on his normally emotionless face. Lucius rushed through a quick explanation of what happened. "My Lord, I think you're the only one who can get through her magic unharmed, as it was I barely got past her magic with out being killed." Lucius explained, opening the drawing room door. By now Ginny had cast the curse twice more on the muggle woman who looked on the brink of passing out. The drawing room was all but destroyed. Furniture was over turned or broken, the glass windows were shattered, broken vases laid on the floor. Ginny's magic crackled around her, throwing things around the room. The new occupants of the room ducked as a chair got sucked up by her magic and was hurled at them.
They all expected him to order her to stop, to reign her in like he did with all his servants. "Little one" he said in a dark tone, affectionate but evil. "You're power is amazing" he stepped forward, wrapping his arms around her small waist. He placed tender kisses all over her neck, whispering in her ear. At first it seemed as if she was calming down, then they heard him whisper a little louder in her ear. "Kill her my love, prove yourself worthy of being equal to me. Kill the filthy muggle" he whispered, biting down on Ginny's neck. She hissed in pain as she felt his sharp teeth sink into her flesh, though she didn't move, her magic spiking again. He could taste the metallic taste of blood, licking up each drop that formed on her otherwise pale skin. She pointed her wand again at the woman, an uncaring face stared at the womans pleadings. "Please, just kill me" she begged, wanting the pain to end. "Avada Kadavra!" Ginny cried, green bursting from her wand hitting the woman in the chest. Ginny chuckled darkly as she watched the life force leave the womans body, her once blue eyes dulling as she died.
"Very good little one" he cooed, kissing mark he'd left on her neck. "Come now, calm down. The first time is a rush, but you must control your magic, and put the room to rights" he whispered in her ear, never releasing her from his tight embrace. A few minutes passed as she reigned in her magic until no one could sense it but her. As her magic receded into her the room fixed itself. The windows and all the broken furniture scattered around the room fixed itself so the room looked at perfect as it had when they entered the room, with the exception of the dead woman on the floor. Ginny turned in his arms, looking up at Tom. "That was amazing!" She said, her voice barely louder then a whisper. "Tom, the power I just felt was more amazing then I have ever felt" she said, every muscle in her body trembling with excitement."I need more" she added, looking up at him. "You promised me anything my heart desires. I want more power" she whispered, an unfamiliar glint in her eyes. Tom only laughed at her, kissing the tip of her nose. "You've done very well little one, I'll give you all the power I can attain" he promised, turning to Lucius and the rest of the Malfoys.
"Ginny! That was wicked! You ere able to do two unforgivables! Those spells are some of the hardest spells to master and you did both on your first try!" Pansy was the first one to talk. "With you, and our Lord, we're unstopable! No one will be able to match you! We'll rid the world of mudbloods and muggles easily!" Draco added, both staring at Ginny with fear, awe and fascination. "Lucius, I think you're doing very well, I believe these three have earned a day off, hmm?" He said. Lucius simply nodded, knowing it was an order not a question. "Of course my Lord. They are progressing very well in their studies." he said with a boy. "Masters and mistresses" a small elf said, twisting it's ears nervously. "Jelilo doesn't mean to be interrupting his family sirs, but dinner is ready" the little creature squeaked before disappearing. "My Lord, will you be joining us for dinner?" Narcissa asked with a warm smile. "No I won't Narcissa, and neither will Ginevra. Be gone" he said waving them off. "But Tom, I'm staving" Ginny protested once everyone else had left. "Little one, you will go and put something more appropriate for dinner on and join me in the garden terrace in half an hour" Tom said in an authoritative tone that Ginny didn't dare argue against, not that she had planned on it. A private dinner with Tom sounded wonderful.
Ginny came down the back stairs from her bedroom to the garden terrace, she wore a floor length silver gown with a deep back that stopped only millimeters from the crest of her bum. The front dipped low, exposing her ever growing breasts. One thing about the age she was at. She had a womans body and a childs mind. She was desperately trying to grow up but the challenges of youth. She wore her hair in a organized mess of curls, thanks to a beauty charm Narcissa had taught her after Tom expressed his love of Ginny's hair being curled. Around her neck hung the Slytherin shield pendant he had given her nearly six months ago, she never took it off. And on her left wrist she wore Lady Slytherin's armlet and their bonding bracelet, which she never removed again.
The terrace looked nothing short of breathtaking. A single wrought iron table with a glass top sat in the center of the patio with two matching chairs on either side. The rose bushes were light up with hundreds of fairies casting their bright glow inside the leaves and branches of the bushes. Candles floated around the terrace and a warming charm had been cast to keep off the evening chills. Tom stood under the flickering light of the candles looking like an angel come to earth. "Tom, this is so amazing" she whispered, taking in every aspect of the scene before her.
"Little one, you do look stunning, come here" he said pulling out a chair for her. She sat down at the table, place settings appearing before them as he sat down. A delicious looking roast beef dinner on the table before them. "Tom, you didn't have to go through all this for me" she chuckled softly as she slowly started on her meal, sipping the sweet wine he poured her. "Of course I did little one, you are my bonded soul mate. My submissive partner who I am meant to love and protect for the rest of my life. I do need to do all this for you, to show you how much I love you" he said affectionately as he reached across the table, stroking her cheek.
Ginny leaned into the touch, closing her eyes in enjoyment. After a while, after they finished eating and the dishes had disappeared, he stood up, offering his arm to her. "Come on little one, I'll walk you to your room" he said. Ginny took his arm, standing up, hooking her arm in his. Together they walked up the stairs, Ginny resting her head against his arm as they walked, her mind buzzing from the wine. She had not had enough for it to be a problem, but she had enough to feel her first true buzz. "Good night my little one" he whispered as they reached her room. He leaned down, pressing his lips to her own. Ginny was a little bolder then she normally was when he kissed her goodnight. She wrapped her arms around his neck, returning his kiss with passion. Ginny quickly turned his sweet kiss good night into a passionate embrace. She broke the kiss when the need for air became to great. "Good night little one" he repeated himself, both looking slightly flushed. "Must you leave my love?" she asked in a low voice laced with need.
He let out a groan, pressing her against the wall, kissing her again. "Little one, I want to. So badly I want to stay with you and claim you for myself" he said in a husky whisper. "I am yours my love, every inch of my body and every fraction of your soul" she said quickly, silently begging him not to leave her again. "You're still to young little one, you may think you're ready but you aren't. I'm looking out for you little one, I can not live with myself knowing I gave into my desires and find you regret it in the morning" he said with another groan as she pressed her thin body against his, melting into every curve of his body. "Gin, princess, you need to go to bed" he groaned, pulling himself off her "Go on, no more discussion, go to bed" he said in a tone that left no room for debate.
"How do you dare to call me you're mate, your bonded love and refuse to stay with me?" she snapped angrily, crossing her arms over her chest angrily. "Yes I refuse to stay with you. You are to young and I will not compromise you for my own pleasures when I know you are not ready" he said, his tone even with an underlying anger. "You can not presume to know when /I/ am ready for something" she hissed, glaring up at him. "Ginevra, you are still to young to know what you are ready for anything. You're still a child" The second the angry words slipped from his lips he regretted them, seeing the hateful way Ginny now looked up at him, any traces of love gone from her eyes. "I am not a child Thomas Riddle" she hissed, her fists clenched at her sides, her knuckles white. "Not since I came into contact with your bloody diary and opened up the chamber of secrets with the intention of killing mudbloods and saint Potter. That isn't something a child does" she said angrily, stepping away from him.
"Gin, I didn..." Ginny cut him off before he could finish speaking, now standing in her bedroom, her hand on the door. "Good night, My Lord" she said in a dead tone, and with one last angry glare at him she snapped the door shut in his face, leaving him alone in the hall. If he didn't want to be with her she would make him suffer for his treatment of her. She stormed over to her wardrobe angrily, pulling off her dress, hanging it back up before slipping into a short low cut nightie. She climbed into bed, settling into the warm blankets, glaring at the ceiling. He couldn't romance her like that and then push her away with out incurring her wrath.
August 7th, 1995
Over the last week lessons had progressed easily. Draco, Ginny and Pansy seemed to take to the subject like fish to water. It only took each one a couple tries to master a curse or a hex. Ginny still hadn't spoken to Tom, who was growing increasingly angrier and angrier. His followers were getting tortured and cursed for every small blink they didn't have permission for. It was nearly eleven thirty when their meeting concluded and everyone seemed to be in a special hurry to leave. With in seconds it was only Voldemort and Lucius in the room. "My Lord, may I speak freely?" Lucius asked in a trembling voice, even he had not exscaped the meeting with out a cruciatus curse cast upon him. The only response he got was a flippant wave of the hand as a signal to speak.
"I do not pretend to know what has happened between you and Ginevra, but I know it has taken it's affect on both of you. She is lashing out during lessons, the curses have so much sheer power behind them her magic lashes out and hurts herself or someone else in the room. Then she is left so utterly exhausted we have to break from our lesson because she either collapses or she can't even preform a levitation charm" He said, trying to be careful with his words, not wanting to anger his lord further. "She hasn't eaten much at meals and Narcissa is starting to worry about her declining strength." he added "My father's portrait also has informed me that she hasn't been sleeping much, spending most nights in the library reading until four or five when she falls asleep on the sofa, only to wake at six for breakfast" he finished
He watched as a look of concern crossing his Lords face and Lucius was relieved to see him transform from Lord Voldemort into Tom "And my Lord, today you put Yanxley under the cruciatus curse for coughing while Severus was giving his report... You're angrier then normal, and although fear in your followers is good, it's carrying a bit to far." he said carefully. "My lord, go to her, beg for forgiveness for what ever has happened so both of you can return to normal" he raised a hand to prevent Tom from interrupting him. "My Lord, Narcissa and I have been married twenty years. We have had many fights. And one thing I have learned, is whether you think you were right or not. Whether you think she should apologize or not. The easiest way to resolve something is to beg her for forgiveness and shower her with love and gifts and affection" he said with a small sigh. "My Lord, there is no weakness in begging your mate for forgiveness. It will get you off of the couch a lot faster and make you a lot less frustrated sir" Lucius said, watching as his Lord sat on the throne deep in thought. "Thank you Lucius... You've given me a lot to think about. You may go" he mumbled
He stood in front of Ginny's door nervously. -Calm down, you are Lord Voldemort. Not first year school boy who has a crush on some girl. You are a grown man, immortal and not afraid of anything. Why are you shaking about talking to a little girl. No, not a little girl. That's what got you into trouble in the first place. A young woman.- he thought to himself, knocking on Ginny's bedroom door.
"Pansy I told you already, I don't feel like going into the garden and I don't need you to babysit me. Leave me alone" Ginny's irritated voice came through the door. Tom fidgeted on the spot, knocking again, waiting for her to open the door. "Pansy, don't you get the obvious clues? I told you I don't want company!" Ginny snapped as she opened her door to find herself face to face with Tom. "Oh, it's you" she said, though her tone didn't come out as indifferent as she'd intended. "What do you want?" she asked haughtily.
"Gin, please, let me in I need to talk to you" Tom said in a soft voice, silently begging her to let him in, to listen to him. "I don't want to talk to you either, go away" she said moving to close the door. "You are my submissive and you will hear me out" he said, though his voice sounded more begging then commanding. "Please little one, just listen to what I need to tell you, please" She didn't know if it was the use of the affectionate nickname or the pleading tone of his voice that convinced her to listen to him. "Fine..." she mumbled, moving back to her bed where she had been sitting moments ago.
He walked into the suite, closing the door behind him, moving over to her bed. "Please love, I'm sorry for what I said." he said, sitting on the bed beside her. He took one of her hands in his, kissing each fingertip before placing a kiss on the palm of her hand. "I didn't mean you are a child. I know you're not. But you're not an adult either little one. You're still innocent in so many ways, you're still to young for me to take that innocence from you" he said sighing when he noticed she did not truly seem to be listening to him. He pulled her into a hug, cradling her against him, pleased when she didn't pull away from him. "Little one, it kills me to deny you something and to resist my own desires. But you are still young, and I know you well enough to know in the morning you would regret it. I could not handle making love to you and have you regret it in the morning, I think it would kill me" he said softly, pleased when she snuggled into him.
"My love, I'm sorry. I should not have spoken to you the way I did. I was very disrespectful of me" she said, laying her head on his shoulder, closing her eyes. "I know you know what is best for me, it just hurt to be rejected by you..." she said in a small voice, not looking up at him. "I was angry and I said some awful things. I'm sorry dominant" she said lovingly, nuzzling his neck. "Please stay with me, just stay here and sleep beside me. Please" she begged softly, smiling when he grabbed his wand, transfiguring their clothes into night clothes. "Good night little one" he whispered as she fell asleep in his arms.
September 1st, 1995
Ginny stood in the entry hall to Malfoy Manor, hugging Pansy and Draco good bye. She kenw she'd see them at school, but not like they did not. She'd have to be very careful that people didn't get suspicious. As it was she had to use a concealment charm to hide her Slytherin pendant and her bracelets. No one could know the truth. She had to hide. "Now remember sweetheart, we've charmed the Lovegood's memories so they think you spent the summer there. Now go on, you need to floo to them soon before they wake" Narcissa said, hugging Ginny lovingly. "Goodbye Cissy, I promise I'll write, and thank you for everything you've done for me. I'll see you at Christmas?" She asked nervously. "Of course, I want both my children here for Christmas" she said
Ginny stepped onto platform 9 3/4 with Luna chattering away about something or other, she couldn't find it in herself to listen. She was bored. She'd rather be with Draco and Pansy or with Tom. She didn't want to be going to a school where she'd have to associate with mudbloods on a daily basis. Or where she'd have to pretend to still be the adoring little sister of one member of the golden trio or madly in love with another, the golden boy himself. The entire situation was demeaning.
She gave a half hearted smile when she saw her birth mother, though she truly did not think of Molly as her mother any longer. Narcissa Malfoy was her mother, a pure blood woman who taught Ginny how to be a good pureblood wife to the Dark Lord. "Hello Ginny dear!" Molly said pulling her into a bone crushing hug. "How was your summer dear?" Her mother asked as she kissed her daughter, Ginny looked very uncomfortable in the embrace, not reciprocating the hug. "It was good, thank you mother. I have to go, I'll be late for the train" she mumbled, climbing onto the train to search for Draco and Pansy. She smiled, waving out the window. She was pleased to find Narcissa standing near enough to her birth mother for the redheaded woman to think Ginny was waving to her. But both she and Narcissa knew the goodbye was meant for the blonde couple.