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Believe · 07-25-2007, 05:49 PM

Alright, I’m really sorry that I haven’t been posting chapters as much as I should. I feel really bad about it. But I’m going to try harder and post chapters quicker. I’m going out of town soon, but I’ll try to post another chapter before then. Thanks for sticking by me, and I hope you like it.

<3 Cai

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Ginny

So I sat on the stupid dirty sofa; my arms folded across my chest, my legs crossed, and my eyes closed as I let out a sigh. This is getting ridiculous. Harry won’t come. He doesn’t love me. I don’t think he ever did. And if anyone were to save me, it’d be a professor, or my brother, because they actually care. This whole plan to use me as bait was stupid. You’d think Malfoy would be smarter than that.

But then I heard it; a sound coming from outside the shack. It was a simple sound of a twig snapping, but it meant that someone stepped on it. Straining my ears, I didn’t hear it again for a while, so I dismissed it as an animal. I sighed once more. Didn’t anyone care?

After a few moments, I heard the sound again, and some rustling leaves, but it couldn’t be the wind. It just couldn’t be. Someone was coming for me! Smiling, I strained my neck to try and look for someone out the grimy window, but I couldn’t see anyone.

Then, out of nowhere, I heard the faintest sound of a “pst” behind me. I turned around and saw a small hole in the wall, and sure enough, Harry’s eyes could be seen looking through. I could recognize those eyes anywhere. I turned around on the sofa, took a quick glance upstairs to make sure that Malfoy wasn’t coming down, and then looked into Harry’s eyes.

I swear, I could look into those emerald pools all day, but then my conscience jabbed at me, and I gave him a stony glare. “What are you doing here?” I asked in the softest voice I could muster, but I still gave him a cold look.

Within his green eyes, I could see a slight hint of hurt from my tone, but I pushed it aside. Does he actually expect me to be nice to him? Does he expect me to fall at his feet and be happy that he’s saving me after he broke my heart? No way!

“Rescuing you, of course,” he whispered lightly, looking straight into my eyes. “Ginny, we have to get you out of there.”

“There’s no point,” I whispered lazily back. And that was the truth. There really was no point.

“What do you mean there’s no point? Of course there is. I want to get you out of there. I want you to be safe.”

“Really?” I asked sarcastically. “I’m surprised you care, actually.”

“Ginny, please,” he whispered, his tone was a painful one to hear. I could tell that he wanted to say something to me, but the clock was ticking after all.

There was a small silence, in which I looked up to see if Malfoy was coming down or not. Then, I turned back to Harry and saw the hurt in his eyes. “Harry, it’s a trap,” I whispered. “They took me so that you would come to rescue me, and then they plan to kill you.”

“Who’s they?”

“Voldemort and Malfoy,” I told him. “As long as you don’t come, I’m safe. So Harry… just leave,” I added, tears reaching my eyelids.

Harry stared at me for a moment, and then sighed. “I’m not going anywhere, Ginny. I need to get you out of here,” he said softly, determination in his voice.

I shook my head at him. “I’m not going to let you die.” My tears were leaking down my cheeks, but I didn’t really bother with them.

Harry just looked at my tears, not saying a word. I sighed softly and brushed them away, not looking at him anymore.

“There is one thing you don’t understand about me, Gin,” he whispered slowly, and he used the nickname that only he’s allowed to use. I smiled a bit at the sound of it. “And that’s the fact that I love you so much that it hurts.” He paused. “You don’t know what it’s been like for me since I heard that you were kidnapped. It tore me apart. And now I’m not going to leave here now without you by my side.”

With his words, my tears continued to fall. I didn’t know if I could believe him or not, but his voice sounded so sure of himself, and so truthful. I smiled lightly, and looked back up at him. Within his eyes, I could see that he was being honest with me. That part made me feel like I was lighter than air.

“Harry? We need to go,” came the gentle voice of Hermione, who I guessed was behind him. Well, at least he wasn’t alone.

Harry looked up from the hole, did some sort of sign to Hermione, and then he looked quickly back at me. “Don’t worry, Gin. We’ll get you out of there,” he said quickly, and then left with the others, leaving me to look out at the trees around the shack.

Sighing, I looked away from the hole, and saw Malfoy at the top of the stairs, giving me a smug look. “I told you,” he said with a smirk, and then he rolled up his left sleeve, and pointed an index finger onto his forearm. “Potter can’t live without you.”

Hermione

Soon enough, the Shrieking Shack came into view as we continued our walk up the main street. It was hard to walk underneath the Invisibility Cloak, but we managed. Then, I felt a strong and warm hand grasping for mine, and I smiled at the thought. My feelings for Ron really were coming back. I had no idea where they went, but at least I found them again. I squeezed his hand, and followed Harry.

When we reached the shack, Harry pulled off the Cloak, but Ron and I stayed underneath it. I don’t know what he thought he was doing, but surely, he would be seen. Then again, he was up against the wall, so maybe they wouldn’t see him. I watched as he looked into a small hole, and then he began to talk. No doubt to Ginny. I smiled in relief. She was still alive.

Ron and I stood there, underneath the Cloak, holding each other’s hand, and waited for Harry to be done with the conversation. I looked around, just to be sure that we were alone, and then looked up at the highest window. Looking down at us, was a pale face with bright blonde hair. Malfoy.

“Harry? We need to go,” I whispered to him, and then pulled Ron towards Harry. Once he finished with Ginny, I pulled on his arm towards the door of the shack.

“Malfoy’s in there,” Harry said bitterly.

“I know, Harry. He was looking down at us.”

Harry frowned, and then turned to the door. “We need to get inside. We need to help her.”

Slowly, I walked up to Harry and out of the Cloak, letting go of Ron’s hand. “Maybe we should think of a plan,” I whispered.

Harry shook his head. “If Malfoy saw us, that means he called for Voldemort. Ginny could be dead by the time we come up with a plan,” he said quickly, and almost desperately.

I frowned this time. “But Harry, something could go wrong.”

“I don’t care,” he said, and then pushed away from me. He walked up to the door of the Shrieking Shack, and pulled on it. It was locked. Figures.

“Harry, Dark Magic is keeping her in there. Maybe we should come up with another plan,” I tried reasoning. I could tell that there wasn’t going to be an easy way to get in there.

But Harry didn’t listen to me. He pulled out his wand and mumbled “Alohomora.” There was a faint click, and he looked back at me. “It couldn’t be that easy, could it?” he asked me softly, and then pulled the door open.

However, the worst sight came to our eyes.

Voldemort was standing in the hallway, directly in front on Harry. In his arms, was Ginny. He was holding her in place by her hair, and his wand was pointing at her throat. I gasped at the sight of her.

“Well, well, well,” he said in his high, cold voice. “Look what we’ve got here.”

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Believe Forever Refreshing Porlock Join Date: May 2006 Location: Next to Joe Jonas! Posts: 8,344 Hogwarts RPG Name: Elijah Alexander Navalta	Alright, I’m really sorry that I haven’t been posting chapters as much as I should. I feel really bad about it. But I’m going to try harder and post chapters quicker. I’m going out of town soon, but I’ll try to post another chapter before then. Thanks for sticking by me, and I hope you like it. <3 Cai -------- Ginny So I sat on the stupid dirty sofa; my arms folded across my chest, my legs crossed, and my eyes closed as I let out a sigh. This is getting ridiculous. Harry won’t come. He doesn’t love me. I don’t think he ever did. And if anyone were to save me, it’d be a professor, or my brother, because they actually care. This whole plan to use me as bait was stupid. You’d think Malfoy would be smarter than that. But then I heard it; a sound coming from outside the shack. It was a simple sound of a twig snapping, but it meant that someone stepped on it. Straining my ears, I didn’t hear it again for a while, so I dismissed it as an animal. I sighed once more. Didn’t anyone care? After a few moments, I heard the sound again, and some rustling leaves, but it couldn’t be the wind. It just couldn’t be. Someone was coming for me! Smiling, I strained my neck to try and look for someone out the grimy window, but I couldn’t see anyone. Then, out of nowhere, I heard the faintest sound of a “pst” behind me. I turned around and saw a small hole in the wall, and sure enough, Harry’s eyes could be seen looking through. I could recognize those eyes anywhere. I turned around on the sofa, took a quick glance upstairs to make sure that Malfoy wasn’t coming down, and then looked into Harry’s eyes. I swear, I could look into those emerald pools all day, but then my conscience jabbed at me, and I gave him a stony glare. “What are you doing here?” I asked in the softest voice I could muster, but I still gave him a cold look. Within his green eyes, I could see a slight hint of hurt from my tone, but I pushed it aside. Does he actually expect me to be nice to him? Does he expect me to fall at his feet and be happy that he’s saving me after he broke my heart? No way! “Rescuing you, of course,” he whispered lightly, looking straight into my eyes. “Ginny, we have to get you out of there.” “There’s no point,” I whispered lazily back. And that was the truth. There really was no point. “What do you mean there’s no point? Of course there is. I want to get you out of there. I want you to be safe.” “Really?” I asked sarcastically. “I’m surprised you care, actually.” “Ginny, please,” he whispered, his tone was a painful one to hear. I could tell that he wanted to say something to me, but the clock was ticking after all. There was a small silence, in which I looked up to see if Malfoy was coming down or not. Then, I turned back to Harry and saw the hurt in his eyes. “Harry, it’s a trap,” I whispered. “They took me so that you would come to rescue me, and then they plan to kill you.” “Who’s they?” “Voldemort and Malfoy,” I told him. “As long as you don’t come, I’m safe. So Harry… just leave,” I added, tears reaching my eyelids. Harry stared at me for a moment, and then sighed. “I’m not going anywhere, Ginny. I need to get you out of here,” he said softly, determination in his voice. I shook my head at him. “I’m not going to let you die.” My tears were leaking down my cheeks, but I didn’t really bother with them. Harry just looked at my tears, not saying a word. I sighed softly and brushed them away, not looking at him anymore. “There is one thing you don’t understand about me, Gin,” he whispered slowly, and he used the nickname that only he’s allowed to use. I smiled a bit at the sound of it. “And that’s the fact that I love you so much that it hurts.” He paused. “You don’t know what it’s been like for me since I heard that you were kidnapped. It tore me apart. And now I’m not going to leave here now without you by my side.” With his words, my tears continued to fall. I didn’t know if I could believe him or not, but his voice sounded so sure of himself, and so truthful. I smiled lightly, and looked back up at him. Within his eyes, I could see that he was being honest with me. That part made me feel like I was lighter than air. “Harry? We need to go,” came the gentle voice of Hermione, who I guessed was behind him. Well, at least he wasn’t alone. Harry looked up from the hole, did some sort of sign to Hermione, and then he looked quickly back at me. “Don’t worry, Gin. We’ll get you out of there,” he said quickly, and then left with the others, leaving me to look out at the trees around the shack. Sighing, I looked away from the hole, and saw Malfoy at the top of the stairs, giving me a smug look. “I told you,” he said with a smirk, and then he rolled up his left sleeve, and pointed an index finger onto his forearm. “Potter can’t live without you.” Hermione Soon enough, the Shrieking Shack came into view as we continued our walk up the main street. It was hard to walk underneath the Invisibility Cloak, but we managed. Then, I felt a strong and warm hand grasping for mine, and I smiled at the thought. My feelings for Ron really were coming back. I had no idea where they went, but at least I found them again. I squeezed his hand, and followed Harry. When we reached the shack, Harry pulled off the Cloak, but Ron and I stayed underneath it. I don’t know what he thought he was doing, but surely, he would be seen. Then again, he was up against the wall, so maybe they wouldn’t see him. I watched as he looked into a small hole, and then he began to talk. No doubt to Ginny. I smiled in relief. She was still alive. Ron and I stood there, underneath the Cloak, holding each other’s hand, and waited for Harry to be done with the conversation. I looked around, just to be sure that we were alone, and then looked up at the highest window. Looking down at us, was a pale face with bright blonde hair. Malfoy. “Harry? We need to go,” I whispered to him, and then pulled Ron towards Harry. Once he finished with Ginny, I pulled on his arm towards the door of the shack. “Malfoy’s in there,” Harry said bitterly. “I know, Harry. He was looking down at us.” Harry frowned, and then turned to the door. “We need to get inside. We need to help her.” Slowly, I walked up to Harry and out of the Cloak, letting go of Ron’s hand. “Maybe we should think of a plan,” I whispered. Harry shook his head. “If Malfoy saw us, that means he called for Voldemort. Ginny could be dead by the time we come up with a plan,” he said quickly, and almost desperately. I frowned this time. “But Harry, something could go wrong.” “I don’t care,” he said, and then pushed away from me. He walked up to the door of the Shrieking Shack, and pulled on it. It was locked. Figures. “Harry, Dark Magic is keeping her in there. Maybe we should come up with another plan,” I tried reasoning. I could tell that there wasn’t going to be an easy way to get in there. But Harry didn’t listen to me. He pulled out his wand and mumbled “Alohomora.” There was a faint click, and he looked back at me. “It couldn’t be that easy, could it?” he asked me softly, and then pulled the door open. However, the worst sight came to our eyes. Voldemort was standing in the hallway, directly in front on Harry. In his arms, was Ginny. He was holding her in place by her hair, and his wand was pointing at her throat. I gasped at the sight of her. “Well, well, well,” he said in his high, cold voice. “Look what we’ve got here.” __________________ [Memory] [Words] [Teddy] [Girls] [Obsession] [Heartbreak] Sabsy pwns Cai and loves her like whoa Niky loves Cai <3