It All Began With Dwarfing Draco

It was cold, laying there on the floor with nothing but her damp Weasley sweater and her thin pajama pants to keep her warm. Ginny’s body began to ache more and more over time from the chill in the air and her cloths that was now clinging to her weren’t helping. She stared at the door, willing it to open and set her free with all her might. She had tried the door-handle many times but it wouldn’t budge, causing her to be frustrated as well as being cold.

Another thing that bothered her immensely was the silence. It was deafening, no other sounds except Ginny’s own breathing and a rare sound from the other side of the grate, a creature’s whine or the creek of the old trees.

Finally, Ginny could stand it no longer. She began to sing. It was a song that her father used to sing to her when she was younger to put her to sleep. He would sit on the edge of the bed or squat beside it, singing the song that he had learned from a Muggle book he had once read. Ginny remembered every single word as if he had sung it not moments ago and found that it was comforting, even in the cold, damp room. She sang quietly at first, getting used to the new sound of her voice filling the room and as she gained confidence she got gradually louder.

It used to be one of her brothers’ names in the song, instead of Draco’s, but his name slipped into place as if it had been there all along. Ginny sang it over and over again, now filling in the names of all her brothers at the right parts and then she did the same for Harry and Hermione because they too were just like family. It was a corny old song but it was helping her relax and fight of the aching that seeped through her. But as she went on, her voice began to fail and her throat became sore from the dampness and chill. She didn’t let that stop her however, it was the only thing really keeping her sane at the moment and she was afraid of the silence that would surround her if she did stop.

She rolled onto her back as she started the song over again, this time for Bill, and stared at the ceiling. Night would fall soon and it would be very dark, she could tell by the growing shadows that were now filling the corners of the room and beginning to pull across the ceiling. Ginny felt herself tremble at the thought of being in a room where you could see nothing and knowing that that was very dangerous, especially in a place like this.

Ginny immediately sat up, fear washing over her once more. Her song stopped for a moment and the terrifying silence filled her ears. Before she could start her song again however, the voice sounded in the room.

"I was beginning to wonder if you were ever going to stop that racket," it sneered. Ginny trembled again and pushed herself backward into the corner again. "Poor little Virginia, all locked up and no way to get out."

"What do you want with me?!" Ginny shouted in desperation even though there was no hope of getting an answer.

"All in good time Virginia, all in good time. Patience is a virtue you know," the voice drawled. Ginny was shaking violently now, despite her efforts not too. She wanted to scream at the voice and demand some answers but it would be no use and her throat would just hurt more because of it. So she stayed quiet, waiting for the voice to speak again but it never did.

Ginny pulled her knees up to her chest and began signing her song again, starting with Draco’s name. Tears began to sting her eyes as she raised her head to look out the grate. The sky was turning a dark purple and the sun was almost set, confirming that complete darkness was very near. It was going be a very long night.