They entered the temple through the white limestone of the tomb door. The inside smelled dry and dusty, like the top of the broomshed in the middle of a summer heat wave. The entrance filled with light from the sun but the light stopped at the entrance. The tomb opening was so dark, Ginny couldn't tell how deep the hallway journeyed into the stone.

"Lumos," Bill held up his wand as their Mum and Dad followed.

"Now listen here, especially you Feorge and Gred, there will be zero funny business inside the tomb. This is my place of work. I received a special permit to bring you here. If you do one single thing to disturb the tomb you will wait in the car with the windows up for the next three weeks." Ron gulped staring between Bill and the twins wide-eyed. Fred winked at Ginny and nodded his head towards Mum before following Bill into the tomb.

"Here is where I finished my first curse breaking, do you see this?" He pointed his wand to the bottom corner with the Gringott's initials inscribed. The symbols were below the foot of one of the painted men standing sideways. His body faced away from his feet.

"That is my insignia. This is the seventh tomb I completed in the last year and a half. I am moving on next month to a new job site in Giza, we will go there this weekend. That is where we will see the great pyramids and the sphinx."

The family oohed and awed as Bill led them deeper into the tomb pointing to his broken curses insignas. Mum, Dad, and Bill lit the way with their wands illuminated. A bubble of lights encircled them as Bill explained how to read the different runes to Percy and Dad. Fred and George veered towards the back. Ginny made sure to keep calling Mum to the front to ask her to shine the light on this hieroglyph or that statue.

"This was a magical family," Bill said walking behind Mum and Ginny. He shined his wand onto the wall of carved figures and symbols. "This here was the patriarch, we don't know his name. But do you see how his hand was holding a stick? Muggles assumed he was a simple scribe for one of the pharaoh's sons. In actuality, we know from artifacts we found hidden in the tomb, he was a great potions master and healer. He worked for the pharaoh's son as a personal physician. The entire family was magical, you will be able to see the family wands as we get deeper into the tomb. They are different from ours. They used from reeds off the Nile's banks and from sugarcane stalks. One had a magical core of crocodile skin. Another has a core of a lion's mane. They believed the animals would pass on their powers through the wand's core."

They entered the heart of the tomb finding the family of mummies. Mum, Dad, and two children filled wooden sarcophagi. An infant was rocking in a wooden box in a cradle. Molly and Ginny neared the front of the group entranced by the family while Bill, Percy, and Arthur studied a nearby wall. Ron, Fred, and George lingered in the rear.

"Dad, can I borrow your wand? I want to see the markings on this a little closer?" George asked their Dad as Ron wandered over to Ginny and Mum to see the family laying asleep in their wooden boxes. Faintly painted hieroglyphs and ancient runes lined the sides of the coffins.

"Of course son," their Dad handed over the wand. His attention focused on a cursed rune by the family's mummified cat. "What did you say this did Bill?"

Ginny felt a swell of anticipation as her heart began to pound into her chest. This was it, they were going to steal a mummy. She saw Fred and George turn their backs to the group. They stood in front of the family's mummified dog. Several intricate wand movements later the wand they were supposed to be using as a torch glowed red. Fred shifted his position to block the light. Molly's head turned towards them curious with what they were looking at. Ginny's heart sped up. She had to stop and distract her. She rubbed her sweaty palms onto her cotton dress trying to think of any excuse to draw Mum away from the twins. Fred and George's prank counted on her.

"Mum," said Ginny.

"Just a minute dear." She turned and looked towards the twins. Fred was doing an excellent job blocking the red emitting light. She couldn't let her Mum change positions or walk over.

"No Mum, I need you right now."

"One second." She took two steps forward drawing her wand away from the wall where Ginny examined a hieroglyph.

"Mum, I need to go to the bathroom." Molly stopped moving. She sighed and turned back towards Ginny.

"I told you to drink less pumpkin juice before we got in the car."

"I know Mum."

"There is a tent set up outside the tomb Mum, we are about done here. We will meet you out." Bill said.

"Come on Ginny." Molly's back re-turned away from the twins. She put her hand on Ginny's back sighing and pushed her forward gently to leave the tomb.

She had done it. She distracted her Mum. As they walked with their backs away from the twins Ginny's heart leaped. She felt like dancing a jig. They were going to do it they were going to steal the mummy!

"And Arthur, get your wand back I don't trust those two." Her Mum said without turning around.

Ginny heard an audible groan as her heart fell. She walked out with her Mum the rest of the way through the tomb towards the tent. The tent was three bedrooms with a small living room, eating area, and kitchen. Metal lockers lined the walls with last names of Bill's team members. Giant graphs and diagrams of the inside of the tombs had x marks over gridded off sections. Stacks of notes and pages of runes littered any empty space.

After using the facilities in the tent the rest of the family joined them. Bill brought out a picnic lunch of chicken sandwiches, fruit, and crisps as they ate inside the tent.

"The rest of the tombs we are visiting are cleared so there won't be any formal facilities like this," Bill said. "We sometimes stay at a tomb for days at a time. Sleeping and eating at the worksite when cracking particularly difficult curses. It's a good time."

"Where are we headed next?" Percy asked.

"Back to the Kom Ombo Temple next to the crocodile museum. There is a special room I de-cursed with the warrior goddess Sekhmet."

"No." Mum stood up. "I mean, Bill we discussed this. I don't think that is a good idea."

Bill looked up at his Mum with a neutral expression on his face. If he was annoyed at being challenged he didn't show it.

"Yes Mum, we did discuss it, and I think it's a brilliant idea. We are going back to Kom Ombo."

"No!" Mum said firmly.

"No?" Bill questioned.

"Ginny and I are heading back to the apartment. She looks flushed. The rest of you continue on. Ginny, come here darling hold onto my arm we will apparate back."

"Mum," Bill stood up and walked behind Ginny.

"Don't push it, Bill, we may be your guests but I am still your mother." Silence sank in the tent. Arthur looked firmly at Bill telling him silently not to push any further. Bill sighed and looked down.

"Go on Ginny, you can watch the telly-vissy," Dad said.

"No, I want to see the temple. This isn't fair! I wanted to see it earlier today." Ginny's frustration grew. She had no idea what Kom Ombo was but she knew it was the most important thing in the world for her to see. Why else would Bill push the issue so hard with Mum? He wanted her to see it.

"I am not going back to the apartment," Ginny said firmly.

"Ginny take my arm." Their Mum held her arm to her and waited for her to grab on. Ginny sat with her arms and legs folded and pushed her nose in the air refusing to go.

"I am not going."

"Ginny." Mum tested.

"I am not going."

"Ginevra Molly Weasley you will come with me or you will be on the next port key back to Devon."

Ginny looked over at her father pleadingly. She wanted to go. What was so special about it that Mum didn't want her to go.

"Ginny, you need to go," Bill said.

"But Bill."

"Ginny, listen to Mum." Bill touched her arm. Ginny stood up and kicked the ground. She groused and walked with her head down grabbing Mum's arm aggressively. She felt the spinning and pulling sensation as they apparated back to the apartment with a loud pop.

"Ginny, I am sorry, but it wasn't appropriate for you."

"Why Mum?"

"It just wasn't."

"But why?"

"I am going to lie down in the backroom. It has been a long hot day. Don't leave the apartment." Her Mum turned ending the conversation. She went to the back room and closed the door.

Ginny sat on the ground sulking. Frustrated with being treated differently from her brothers she kicked the coffee table. How was she suppose to demonstrate courage and facing her fears if she wasn't allowed to go do what everyone else was doing?

Ron wasn't that much older than she was, less than a year and a half. Why was he allowed to go if this was so dangerous and scary? She needed to tell Mum how unfair she was being. Because she was the youngest and a girl didn't mean she had to be shielded and protected.

Ginny rose from the ground and marched back to the bedroom. She lifted her fist about to rap on the door when she heard a muffled sound coming from the room. She crouched onto her hands and knees and put her ear to the crack under the door. Her Mum was crying?

Ginny's stomach lurched. She put up a fuss but not that big of one. In the end, she listened and went her with her Mum. She walked back to the living area and sat on the couch. Why would her Mum be this upset?

Unless...

She looked back to Mum's closed door. She felt like she could still hear the faint sobbing coming from the backroom. Maybe her Mum wasn't afraid for her. Maybe her Mum was afraid of her.

Her thoughts sped up spiraling down a black hole. Maybe there was something in the tomb that had to do with dark magic. Maybe she was contaminated in some way where it was too dangerous for her to go into the tomb. Maybe it would release Tom or curse Harry.

Is that why she keeps having all the nightmares? Alone with her morose thoughts, Ginny felt fatigue overwhelm her. It was all too much. Why did she have to still be so different from everyone else? She was out of the chamber, when would she stop feeling vulnerable and exposed?

A few hours later her brothers and Dad returned. Ginny sat in a corner away from them, fearful she would contaminate them with her presence. An hour later her Mum came up to start dinner. Tired of being in the corner feeling like a nuisance she crawled out of the window to sit on the balcony.

The seats were hot in the afternoon sun on the balcony. Bill came out behind her with his wand. He cast several cooling charms over the patio furniture.

"Come on firecracker, sit down with me." Ginny sat next to him unwilling to talk. She looked off into the distance of tall buildings and busy traffic. A vendor selling sugar cane and frozen water peddled his wares to children down on the street.

"You are going to Kom Ombo to see Sekhmet. Mum is wrong."

"What?" Ginny's heart pounded with excitement. Her body sat up. "You mean I am not tainted?"

"Tainted? Why on earth would you be..." Bill stopped as realization dawned on him. "Oh, no. Smalls, you are anything but contaminated. This is exactly why you need to come with me."

"But when? How?"

"Tonight, pretend to be asleep. I will come and get you. We will apparate from the balcony." Bill stood and stretched looking out into the city. "I am going to miss this place in a few weeks. It's been a good year and a half."

Bill climbed back through the window. Tonight. He is going to take her tonight. Excitement and relief flooded Ginny. She wasn't tainted, she wasn't bad. She was fine. She had no idea what the Temple of Kom Ombo held or who Sekhmet was, but she had a feeling it was about to change everything.