Oh NOOOOOO! I'm an awful person for making Ginny be kidnapped like that, but you have to admit that it's cute how determined Harry is to find her. I said I was going to make the chapters longer, well I kinda lied. It depends on what I want to add in the story and how I think it will help better the course of the story. Anyway it's time to read le story. On with le chapter.
Ginny's POV.
I woke up in a dirty cell. The bars were so close together and so wide I would barely be able to put a finger through, let alone escape. The window was nailed shut and had bars on the outside as well. The bed was dirtier than the floor. The once white sheets were now a yellowish-brown and the floors had stray bugs and mud scattered everywhere. My hands were bound by thick ropes, as were my feet. A white handkerchief was over my mouth and my clothes were wrinkled and dirt covered. Finally a young girl about my age walked by and noticed me awake.
"Bellatrix! She's awake!" I couldn't believe You-know-who had Death Eaters so young. She wore black leggins with jean shorts over and a white tank top with a red plaid shirt over. For shoes she had black sneakers. She had green eyes and brown hair. A small smirk played on her face. The made Bellatrix came over immediately.
"Very good, Trixie." The girl named Trixie rolled her eyes.
"It's Trix!" Bellatrix scoffed.
"Of course." She a window embedded in the cell and tore the handkerchief off my face.
"Now dear, Trix is going to interrogate you." She whispered a few words to Bellatrix before opening my cage.
"My room is much nicer than these dungeons." She gripped my arm tight as I glared.
"Who are you?" She gave a mischievous smile.
"Lord Voldemort's daughter dearest." I almost stopped dead. I had no idea You-know-who had a daughter! She looked so different then what I'd expect from him to have looked like. We were brought into a room filled with green. It had many dark magical objects pictured on the walls. She sat me in a chair and used metal cuffs to keep my arms and legs still.
"So firstly what's your name and what's your status?" I glared coldly.
"Ginny. Pureblood." She scribbled on the pad of paper she had.
"What do you think of Lord Voldemort?" I cringed at the name.
"He is a bloody murderer, kidnapper, and an awful person." More scribbling.
"Where is your hideout?"
"I am not secretkeeper."
"Who is?"
"I'm not aloud to say."
"Tell me!" Her eyes flared an evil greenish red. I gave her no show of my emotions.
"No." She sat down again.
"What are they planning?"
"I don't know, only the adults know." Trix glared.
"Please stop making this so hard. . . .;alkflaghdf" I stared at her squinting.
"What was that last part?" I questioned her for once. She peered outside before shutting the door and pointing her wand at the door.
"Okay, no one should hear us now. I said I don't want Bellatrix to use the curse crucio on me." I gasped.
"Why would she do that?" I know the enemy could be lying and I could be falling for it, but why would she seem to have such a bad life, if she were faking it?
"My father wants a perfectly disciplined daughter. He needs me to be brimming with evil, but I know better than everyone, evil never wins." I stared in confusion.
"Why don't you run away?"
"I've tried! They catch me and I get the curse seven times over!" She paused for a brief moment.
"They're sending me to Hogwarts to kill Dumbledore this year." I gaped at her.
"You're not going to do it, are you?"
"Of course not! I'll find a way to warn Dumbledore so he stays alive. He's one of the only people standing in my father's way. I'd like to keep it that way." I sighed. How was this little girl supposed to have so much responsibility? Suddenly, there was a knocking on the door.
"Mistress, open up. I've uh, I've been ordered to take the prisoner back to her cell." Trixie readied her wand. I stared confused. She saw this and explained.
"No one here calls me mistress, I've made sure of it." She opened the door and there was some strange muggle-looking man, Fred, Hermione, Harry and Ron. I smiled.
"Trixie, these are my friends. George is that you?" The man nodded. Trixie lowered her wand as Harry and Ron began on my ropes and Hermione tapped her wand on my binds to free me from the metal cuffs. Ron nodded towards Trixie.
"Who's that?" I gestured she come forward.
"Go on, introduce yourself." She took a breath.
"I'm Trixie Riddle, daughter of Voldemort. My assignment is to kill Dumbledore, but instead I will find a way to warn him against the Dark Lord's actions." She said it all very quickly and I can tell she was bracing herself for the yells of hate. Hermione stood in front of me and held her wand up.
"Why? Why would you become good if you're the daughter of the Dark Lord?" Trixie thought for a second.
"Why would caterpillars want to change into butterflies?" Hermione smiled.
"You're very smart!" Hermione stopped guarding me and Trixie and I told of Voldemort's plans." Finally Harry and Ron had me fully untied. Hermione nodded.
"So, will you be sorted with the new-coming first years or will you just go to a table?" Trixie sighed.
"Apparently, my father asked Lucious Malfoy to set it up. I will be traveling there by broomstick the day before and finding out my house." A thought then came to me.
"Where's my wand?" Trixie gave us directions and then said she was going to find and talk to Bellatrix so it would look like I'd escaped. She waved.
"Goodbye!" We all waved back.
"Bye" Then we began the real hard part, not getting caught.
So that ends it my lovelies. This is actually on of the longer chapters, but I apologize for being busy this summer, so the last few updates have been random and I will update when I feel like it from now on. Trixie will appear in later chapters, chapter thirteen or fourteen will have a moment so expect that in the near future. Thanks for reading, see you soon.