Disclaimer: JK owns this master piece, not me
This is the version when nobody we love dies.. (except Dumbledore)
The Prisoner's Daughter:
Chapter 3:
We were all seated in the Great Hall. There was still no sign of Harry. The Sorting Hat say its song and began to sort the new first years. It wasn't until after the ceremony did Harry arrive.
"He's covered in blood. Why is he always covered in blood?" Hermione asked; a hysterical note in her voice.
"Looks like it's his own this time." Ron replied. Luna also crept quietly into the Hall and sat at Ravenclaw table without anyone noticing. Harry sat between Hermione and me.
"What happened?" Ginny asked.
"Crabbe is what happened. He saw me snooping around. He put a spell on me, Perificus Totallus. Then he kicked me in the face. Luna found me with those weird glasses of hers." Harry said.
"Why were you snooping around in the first place?" I asked him.
"Well, I heard them talking on the platform. Crabbe was talking to the other Slytherins in seventh year. He told them the master had a job for him to do. I'm assuming that Voldemort is 'the Master' they were talking about. That must mean that Crabbe has the Dark Mark." Harry said. A few moments later, the doors opened again to reveal two people. They were dress in school robes and had their wands in their hands. Ginny's eyes widened.
"Fred? George? What are you guys doing here? And in school robes?" Ginny asked when they walked over.
"We're finishing our last year here," Fred said.
"We thought it might be good to, now that Umbridge is gone." George finished.
George sat down beside me and Fred sat next to Ginny.
"Hey George." I said shyly.
"Hey." He replied with a grin.
Dumbledore called for attention and we all looked to the teachers' table.
"I would like to welcome back to our school, to finish their last year at school, Misters Fred and George Weasley. " Dumbledore said with a smile. Everyone clapped, even the Slytherins, though rather grudgingly.
"Now, dig in!" Dumbledore said. At that moment, food appeared on the table.
"Thank Merlin. I'm starving." Ron said with a grin.
"Ron, you're always starving." Neville said.
Ginny slid up to Ron and ruffled his hair. "Aw! Ickle Ronnie-kins is a growing boy and needs to eat as much as he can."
Everyone laughed at Ginny's sugar sweet voice. Ron went bright red, and then he gave an embarrassed chuckle.
The feast continued until the last morsel of food was scraped off the plates. Dumbledore stood up.
"Now all of you get to bed. You all have a long day of learning ahead." He said.
Voices called overhead. Things like "First years, this way." Or "Come on to the Common Room." Or even "Move out the way, first years coming through."
"Belle." Ginny said, pulling on my arm.
"Yeah?" I said.
"Can I talk to you for a moment? I need someone to talk to." She said.
"Okay." I agreed. We walked over to an empty class room.
"What is it?" I asked.
"I'm in love with Draco Malfoy." Ginny blurted.
"Yeah, so?" I replied.
"I kinda want to take the next step, but I'm only fifteen; and there is something I don't want him to see." She said.
"What is it?" I asked.
"In my first year, I was possessed by Tom Riddle, as you know. He gave me something that I can never forget, something I can never remove. It hurt so much when he did it." She said.
"What is it?" I asked again, getting worried.
She began to take off her robe and her shirt and turned around. Nestled between her shoulder blades was the Dark Mark. I gasped.
"I've never told anyone, well besides Mum. When it was just me and her home alone, she saw it. I didn't know it was there until she told me. It was just sore there. I thought Tom has just burned me, I didn't realise that he'd Marked me." Ginny said.
I held her hand while she cried softly. Ginny wiped her tears away.
"Draco hates nothing more than Voldemort and his followers. He's seen what it has done to his family. His father is in Askaban and his mother is trapped in that concrete monstrosity of a manor. He is afraid that Voldemort will come for his mother. I don't want him to see something he despises on my back." She put her robes back on. I hugged her tightly.
"If you just tell him what you told me, he'll understand. Maybe when Voldemort is dead, there might be a way to remove it." I said. Ginny gave me a watery smile. "Let's get back to the Common Room. They're probably wondering where we are."
I held her hand all the way back to the Common room.
"Sleep Ginny. You'll feel better after you've slept." I said with a smile. She smiled in return and went to her own room.
I found my way back to my room.
I feel asleep the moment my head hit the pillow.