I do not own Harry Potter and please read the note from Chapter 1. Ignorance is so Not bliss.

By the way for this chapter, think of a song called Free by Sarah Brightman as you read near the end of it. IT is going to be the themesong of sorts for Harry's issues in his life.

If someone wants to the lyrics to it let me know or send me a message and I will post. But do know this song as well as others can be found with her videos on Youtube.

Chapter 48

Ginny

If one was to say that a Weasely would join the Death Eaters. That person would say you were crazy. The family were not only known opponents of the Dark Lord, but were among the greatest of the Light Wizard purebloods, despite their economic status. So when the red headed young woman had first approached Voldemort and his minions to join.

Needless to say the Dark lord was quite pleased.

So he never really truly watched her. Instead he had placed that job sorely on that of Dean Thomas as well as Draco Malfoy. Either having had intimate ties at one time or another with her, they would be his caretakers of those he deemed untrustworthy until he could step in and do what he does best.

Torture them into serving only him.

But at the closeness of both men wanted or not, was truly entertaining. It seems the youngest Weasely was not afraid of his new chief torturer and he was delighted at how often she put him in his place. Still, he must speak with the girl concerning her doing that. Instead of calming the young man down, it seemed to only further his obsession with her.

And he would much rather have him focused on what he is told to do, then on the red headed woman. Sometimes his fixation is proving to be more trouble then what its worth. Leaving that thought alone, he gestures for one to step forward and bring out his arm. It has been almost 2 weeks since he had seen the young Lord Malfoy and he was one whom Voldemort did not trust.

Much like his father before him, Draco did tout the rules that Voldemort has set out. But there was something about the way he did it that bugged the Dark wizard.

Dwelling on this he sent his current group away as he awaited the arrival of his inner circle. Of which Draco has inherited his father's position. Said blonde arriving, Voldemort studied the cool and collected features of the young man, who had proved himself many a time in this light hearted battle he was waging against the light.

"How are your businesses?"

"They are in good standing my Lord. The Muggles do not know that they are being enchanted to behave as they do by my company's products." He replied. "It should not be long now, before your plans to take over will become unhindered."

"Good..." Voldemort smiled ruthlessly. Seconds later, he whips out his wand and despite everything Draco screams in excruciating pain as he is cursed by the Crucio. It was only for a moment, but at the strength and sheer speed of its deliverance. That moment can seem like years.

"My Lord...?" He winces out as he struggles to stand up. The pain in his nerves was so strong that it felt like each of his nerves had been hit with a serrated knife.

"I have missed your screams Draco." Voldemort stated cruelly. "Now go...leave me."

Walking as dignified as he could, Draco left Voldemort's chambers before he could collapse from the agony roaring through his system. His silvery blue eyes clouded over to the point they look almost grey now, he finds his arm being thrown over a slender and most definitely female form.

"He did it to you as well huh?" Ginny whispered quietly as she lent him some support. No potions were on hand to alleviate the pain that her friend was going through. Voldemort having had many issues as of late with trust had forbidden all potions from this part of his base of operations.

To those under him though, that was just his way of saying that essentially. He wanted their 'punishments' to be so ingrained into their minds. That whatever they did to make him angry. They would never do again...

But that was in the beginning. Now with him winning the battles except for that most recent one, he was doing it for fun. She wonders that with the return of Harry will she and Draco have to go through those crucios that had eventually made the Longbottoms.

She had finally heard what was wrong with Neville's parents. Two people, who had never really gotten to know their son, had been brutally tortured to death, by Dean's so called mentors. No one had needed to be done to that point since Harry's death, except for those who had been deemed 'unworthy' of life. And even then, since she had joined she had either stopped it by rescuing the families she could get to.

Or she had simply managed to get them to tone it down. Draco deliberately did not use what he knew to full power unless Voldemort or some of the more loyal inners were around. Even then he did not keep up the duration that he knew he could.

He simply hoped that those he was forced to do it to would be smart and play comatose.

In the long run though, the fact that he was doing it often and well enough to the point that several victims would pass out and have to be enervated. It was that which had earned him the trust of many of those who were truthfully loyal.

The only ones who still held on to their doubt were of course Bellatrix, who quite frankly did not trust anyone save her husband and her darling Lord. But since she was no longer in the picture the only true threat that they had to worry about was Dean Thomas.

Since he was a classmate of Draco's from Hogwarts, despite his different house, Dean knew of the things that the blonde had foolishly done that had earned his father many an excruciating punishment during his attendance. He often gloated on it that unlike Lucius who refused to scream, much to Voldemort's irritation.

His family did...

Then would come one of the more horrendous times, for that was the moment the old Dean would appear. Back then, Bella would calmly take her protégé and she would go about instructing him in new forms of torture.

By doing it to the young man himself...

It was one of the main reasons why, Dean did not wear lighter clothes such as short sleeved shirts or summer robes. The scars on his body from these sessions are still quite visible to the naked eye, if one really truly wanted to look.

It is what had finally broken him all the way and to the point he had simply become a male version of Bellatrix.

Sometimes you would find the screams from those whom Ginny and Draco had not been able to help, being done by Bellatrix as a way of teaching Dean. Other times it would be Dean showing that vile woman a trick or two that would please her to no end.

Ginny's thoughts on her life continued to darken as she went though the vile thoughts and memories that have become so entrenched in her past. That someday she hopes to get rid of it. Finally reaching a lower floor of the enormous base, she manages to get the blonde to the medical ward, where the only other person whom Draco could trust would be.

Severus Snape.

He was someone else who knew that she was there, but unlike Hermione. He did not know the reasons why. Nor did Dumbledore or her family know where she was. Some of the information he had received had actually come through her meetings and not his own with the Dark Lord.

It had helped further to a degree save many innocent many people who are thought dead, by Voldemort but are not.

And considering he was the only really decent potions maker that Voldemort had. The dark lord had placed him in charge of his one and only medical wing.

Just so that none of his Death Eaters can say that he did not care for their safety...

"Professor Snape..."

"What is it now Weasely."

"Our Lord did it again...this time Draco took the hit."

Turning rapidly around from the potions he was busy working on, Snape pulled out those he had not been weakening on purpose to prolong many a death eater. Considering they were still pretty strong despite the reduction in their strength, the process they took to heal their taker was greatly reduced several times.

The ones he kept on hand though, the ones he with Ginny's aide was currently pouring down his godson's throat.

Those were the strongest he could make. He only used those on himself, Ginny, and Draco. Although Ginny believed that he had not told a living soul about where she was. There was one person he had mentioned it to.

Albus knew.

As much as it pained the older wizard, he knew that Ginny was a Death Eater and the reasons behind it. He had hoped he was wrong though, and to only have it confirmed by his most loyal spy?

Well that could break anyone's heart.

As much as he wanted to bring her back, to help her move on, by the time he had found out. It was too late, for contrary to popular belief. Although he knew a lot of things, Albus Dumbledore was not all knowing.

No one could know everything...

So at the request of Snape, he had not spoken to the Weaselys despite his desire to do just that. They were good people and having lost so much, to find that their youngest was doing things out of vengeance?

Would hurt them to the point of insanity...

"No more..." Draco managed to get out as he gently pushed the potions away. "I'm fine..."

"So what happened this time Draco?"

"Voldemort decided to Crucio me for the fun of it." The blonde whispered in anger. "He told me he missed hearing my screams..."

Shuddering in reflex to those words, the others in the room wisely say nothing. To become a Death Eater, there are certain things one must now do to one's self. Things that would make any one else retch in disgust...

Of the many who would approach Voldemort to join? For every 100 souls only about 40 or so would make it in. The others were to far gone or even quit to save what was left of their sanity. These last seven years for the Dark were almost if not just as bad as it was for the light.

Whereas, the light had taken measures to hide and to protect themselves, there were those with the mark or even traces of it had no such ability. The marks served as summoning devices and if you did not show, there was a spell that the Dark Lord would use to bring you to him.

Once there you never came back the same way again...

Draco had once tried not to come...

Needless to say, there were parts of the young's man body that held scars that would normally never be there.

Ever since then, the three had banded together...

"He's getting more fanatical Severus..." Draco said as he managed to sit back up. "The return of Potter is making him more calm and deliberate in his 'affections'. I'm surprised he hasn't killed that idiot Fudge yet..."

Calm and to point, Ginny looks at the blonde through tired brown eyes. "Draco he did...Fudge is dead. Voldemort in a fit of anger as no one had been able to break Bellatrix out of her comatose state of mind killed him in his rage."

"I see...and let me guess he wants us to bring him a new pet?'

"Yes...or he's going to use us." Ginny whispered. Her own pained body still in agony, she hurts so much, that she gladly takes the painkillers Severus offers her.

Nothing more is said as they realize that they will have to be more inventive in their lies.

If they are to save anyone else...

As they pondered this, Draco couldn't help but look at his friend and wonder something else as well. How was he going to tell her that the man she loved had moved on?

"Draco?"

Hearing her curious voice Draco gestured for more potions as he tries to be delicate about what he is going to say.

"Ginny...I ran into Potter and he knows..."

Paling at this, as she understands what he is referring to. The young woman does something that she has never done in her life. She willingly passes out... But before Severus could reach to revive her, Draco shook his head. "There is something else Severus that I have to tell her... Harry...wasn't alone."

Confused for a moment, Snape's eyes widen in understanding. Despite her being a Weasely he had come to care for this bright young lady, who had been helping him in the hospital wing lately. Many of the new recruits that did not make it came to them.

For the pain medication that they would need for the rest of their life...

"So he moved on?" Snape said quietly.

"From what I gathered yes..." The blonde replied. "I could not see her face, but the way he reacted to her presence. They are together..."

Never knowing as they discuss what Draco had seen, Ginny just laid there listening. Having come around quickly because of the pain in her body, she had heard every word spoken. Each one was breaking her heart and yet at the same time she said nothing.

Harry had moved on...without her with him.

Does he even still remember me?

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Gabrielle once again woke up from her nightmare. They were becoming more and more frequent now, and so she knew that time was getting close.

Still she was happy though...for as she smiled she could not wait to tell her future husband the news. It would be her wedding present to him...

After all they were due to exchange vows in a month and a half...