Tom lifted his wand just as she reached the bottom of the stairs and the boy stopped screaming abruptly.
"You have all forgotten yourselves." Tom addressed no only the broken boy on the floor, but all his minions. His eyes scanned them one by one.
"You disgust me." His words had a visible effect on his followers. Victoria thought she understood now what it meant to be able to sense someone's fear.
For all that what Riddle was doing was horrible part of her couldn't help, but look at the cowed future death eaters in the room and be disgusted with them too. Hadn't she thought before that they were crap at reporting? She knew that Darren was so weak he had to use love potions to get a girl to sleep with him. Overly all she wasn't impressed with these people at all.
"You will do better this year. Won't you Prince?" The boy who looked nothing like the composed young man she had met early filched.
"Y-yes my my Lord."
"These will be the only chance I give you. It will be ready by the winter holidays Prince or you will long for something as sweet as the Cruciatus curse."
Prince whimpered and Victoria's eyebrows rose in faint disbelieve. He was using that curse at this age? Oh she would have a lot of information to report back, but that she apparently missed whatever Prince was preparing was worrisome.
What was also some what worrisome was that she was more bothered by the incompetence of the followers then the cruelty of their master. However, she didn't bother thinking too much on such things. Her own feelings and morals asides she knew which side she was on and with any luck Riddle would be joining them at some point so not having bouts of nausea at watching Riddle's methods could only be a good thing.
Satisfied with her own reactions she went to place the special package inside the Chamber of Secrets before, before meeting up with Teddy.
Teddy's point of view
Teddy was nervous had been since he had noticed that Victoria's dot was not on her way to The Chamber of Secrets, but was instead inside the boys dorms. He admitted that he was completely distracted and his spell work was taking nearly twice as long because it was so hard to concentrate when he didn't dare take his eyes off of Victoria. What if she got caught? What if she got in trouble? What if- No this was not helping. He needed to ignore her. It was hard, but he needed to trust that she would do her job and meet him here when she was done. She must have a good reason for whatever she was doing after all.
Dragging his eyes forcefully off the map that was now spread full length on the table. Teddy went back to the ridiculously long piece of parchment he was suppose to be charming.
First he needed the name of everyone in the castle. It was simple enough to peel such information directly from the map, copy it and replace it. He had practiced that enough times with other magical objects, no the hard part was sorting them into years, plus the teachers. He also needed another bit parchment to make a record of where everyone in the castle was each hour.
It was very important that they know everyone's schedules, timing was everything and there were many plans in place that required that they knew where everyone was at.
Of course only most of the people on the list would be updated per hour, Tom Riddle's schedule would update once every 15 minutes, 10 if Teddy figure out how.
They were so lucky that the map was so similar to a surveillance charm. He just needed to tie the map to the recording charm on the parchment, after he made the recording charm on the parchment of course.
Teddy sighed; this would be a long night.
Ginny's Point of view
This wasn't supposed to happen, this ending to her fairy tale. She had been a foolish little girl once, but though tragedy and a war she had grown stronger, strong enough to deserve her Prince and her peace, or so she thought. In the old war there had been hope. As long as she had faith in Harry she had her strength, but now?
Who would have thought that the old war would lead them to a new one, a worse one, a war without hope?
The enemy was many. The enemy was brilliant in their destruction. Whole villages were wiped out in seconds…and the diseases were both slow and fatal.
She should be grateful that they hadn't lost everything.
She should be grateful for her family, but how could she be? Their finally solution was in itself a defeat. They had deiced to go back, back to a nightmare that still haunted her.
Tom Marvolo Riddle lived once more and no one else seemed to care.
"Tea, Gin?" Harry was sweet to offer her tea. Sweet and kind that was her Harry, yet he would allow that Monster to live, to come here, to come near her children. She didn't look at him, couldn't look at him.
She didn't take the tea.
"Gin? Ginny your going to have to talk sometime you kno-"
She knocked the tea out of his hand violently and left to walk in the Garden.
She was no snake. She would not pretend to be what she was not. She would not accept this, but she would not allow her justified venom to be voiced, no not yet.
They would bring him here, her nightmare.
Ginny Weasley wasn't living in a fairly tale. That was over. Now she would be the hero who made the hard choices and defeated the villain.
They would bring him here to her and here he would perish.