Animagus

Author- Squirtser35

Title- Animagus

Chapters 1/?

Disclaimer- I do not own Harry Potter or any other character, if I did I'd be sure to let you know!

Summary- its Ginny Weasley 6^th year when she is asked to become an Animagus, and she agrees, but how does she link into the ancient prophecy of Delia?

Rating- Pg-13, for strong language Action/Adventure/Romance

Dedicated to- Canadian Moose, because without her this wouldn't have happened!

Chapter 1

*Flashback*

“Mommy, tell me a story?” asked a four year old little girl.

The mother gave her a small sad smile, “not tonight sweetie, how about tomorrow?”

The girl seemed to think about this before nodding excitedly, her baby curls bouncing up and down.

The mother sighed, kissed the girl's head and walked out as she closed the door she whispered her goodnight and could barely make it to her own room she was that tired. Her husband came up behind her and kissed her cheek.

“Come Molly, you must be exhausted”

“Oh Arthur, I can't do this!”

“Hush Molly, of course you can” her husband whispered.

What no one realized was that their little girl had crept up to listen to the conversation, which gave her something to think about during her dreams.

*End Flashback*

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Ginny Weasley sighed as she walked down to her next class; she just wanted to slap someone or something. It was her first day of her 6^th year and she had already gotten detention from Snape.

Stupid bastard she thought. It's not my fault I was late if only peeves had bloody left her alone she would be fine! She stared ahead defiantly; Peeves or Snape would NOT ruin her year.

She looked down at her watch.

“Shit” She cried, they maybe won't ruin her year but her being late to every class will!

Ginny raced to her class room just before Professor McGonagall got there, she sank into her seat with a sigh of relief.

“Good morning students” said McGonagall

“Good morning professor” the students chorused

“Today we shall be learning how to transform an owl into a rat”

The students groaned, changing the form of an animal was a very complicated spell and had to be practiced millions of times before getting it right.

“The spell is Animorphio, begin” said their professor

Ginny stared at the owl and sighed. “Animorphio” it didn't work. She glared at the owl.

“Animorphio” she cried again, it still wouldn't change. Ginny bit her lip in frustration.

“ANIMORPHIO” she yelled, and it still didn't work.

Ginny threw her wand down in frustration.

“Ms. Weasley may I suggest holding your wand to get the spell? Asked McGonagall

Ginny sighed and stuck her tongue out at the back of McGonagall's head.

“Animorphio” she said putting all her frustration into it, all of a sudden the owl was changing form it lost its feathers and its tail became skinny and it turned into a rat.

Ginny stared at her rat. Well that was unexpected she thought, has anyone ever been able to do that before?

Professor McGonagall looked up. Shock was written clearly on her face.

“Ms. Weasley” she said crisply, “if you could please step inside my office before you leave class?”

“Yes Professor” Ginny groaned, what had she done? She turned the stupid owl into a rat, she did the assignment, and that was more than she can say for any other bloody person in the room!

Forty minutes later Ginny was still the only one with a rat. The bell rang and Ginny walked up to her professor's desk.

McGonagall looked at Ginny and nodded her head to one of the benches indicating that Ginny should sit down. “Well Ms. Weasley, do you know that there is no known wizard who was able to cast that spell at your age?

Ginny was fiddling with her thumbs. Why is she telling me all this, I mean it's great that I'm the first one but Lunch is next and I'm starved Ginny thought.

McGonagall looked hard at Ginny “I have a proposition for you, since you are so skilled at transfiguring I would like to know if you have ever wanted to become an animagus?”

Ginny looked up stunned, and then she smiled sheepishly “Ever since I was little” she whispered.

The Professor nodded as if she understood. “Ms. Weasley, I would like you to know that this has never been offered to a student-”

Ginny opened her mouth as if to cut her off.

“But” McGonagall continued “In your case I'm sure the headmaster will agree with me” She said as if reading Ginny's mind. “I was wondering Ms. Weasley if you knew how an animagus chooses their animal?”

Ginny shrugged “I've always assumed that they chose their favorite animal, don't they?”

Please Ginny silently prayed, don't let me have gotten it wrong, I'd feel so stupid if I did.

The professor looked at Ginny with a hard to read expression “There are few who are animagus's not only because few posses the power, but because few know what to choose, and what they choose has to choose them back.

“I don't understand Professor.”

“You see Ms. Weasley, for example one may want to be an owl, but perhaps the owl doesn't want him because it isn't his spirit. The animal you have must match your spirit.

Ginny stared at her professor still confused. “But if so why did there used to be many animagus's?

The professor smiled “Because then people knew what there personality is like. Now every one is following a leader and so hardly anyone knows their own personality.”

”Oh, alright” Ginny said thinking about it. That's quite sad when you think about Ginny said to herself.

“Ms. Weasley, if you want to become an animagus we must begin now, but I want you to know that this will not be instead of transfiguration, but you will still have a final at the end of the year on it, so it will take up most of your free time”

“When do we have time to practice?” Ginny asked.

“Lunch time, you will have lunch in here, and then you will come on Saturdays and Sundays from 10 in the morning to 2 in the afternoon.”

Shit Ginny thought, I'm really going to have no life if I take this, when will I have time for myself? She thought. But on the other hand it is kind of amazing that I can possibly become an animagus, when even Harry Potter or Hermione aren't!

Ginny sighed and rubbed her temples, she looked up at her professor.

“All right” she said. “I'll do it!”

“Then let us begin”

McGonagall put her wand down and stood up so Ginny did the same; she must have looked confused because McGonagall told her that transforming yourself did not require the use of a wand.

“Now you must choose what animal you want to turn into, this takes quite some time”

Ginny sat down again and took out a piece of parchment and a quill. What do I want to be? She started writing all the animals she loves since she was a little girl then crossed of the ones she didn't want to turn into. In the end she could not decide between four animals: a Phoenix, a Golden Snidget, a Unicorn, or a Panther. She was still thinking about it when the bell rang signaling the end of lunch.

“Have you made a choice yet Ms. Weasley?”

“Not totally professor”

Her professor nodded and gave her a small smile. “I believe Ms. Weasley we will be seeing a lot of each other for the next six or seven months”

Six or seven months, that can't be right! Ginny thought. That's such a long time! I really do have no life.

Ginny looked so shocked that McGonagall had to tell her that if she really wanted to be an animagus she would have to work really hard and even practice in her dorm room when her roommates aren't there.

Ginny nodded grimly and grabbed her books. “Thank you professor” she said, and walked out.

Ginny yawned as she walked to the library, she plopped herself down in one of the most comfortable chairs and took out her book “The confessions of a passionate woman” by H. L Smith.

“His lips upon my neck made a small shiver go down my spine. He looked at me with such desire in his eyes that I knew I would not have been able to deny him anything he wanted. He had me right where he wanted, wrapped around his little finger. He took my hair and began stroking it whispering sweet nothings in my ear, it was strange how he got me to give him all that money I don't remember him asking for it, perhaps I offered it to him, but I will never know for the second he got the money he ran out of my door his cloak flying behind him and laughed an evil but sexy sort of laugh and fled. He took my heart and-

“Hey Ginny” Hermione interrupted.

Ginny looked up annoyance was written clearly on her face, she wanted to know if Dianna did something to get her money back, it was all quite interesting to Ginny, seeing as she had no love life of her own.

“What is it?” she asked.

“Oh, did I interrupt or something?” Hermione asked seeing how annoyed Ginny was.

“No” she sighed and put her book away. “So what do you want?”

“Well I saw how you weren't at lunch today and I wondered what was up?”

“Nothings up Hermione I wasn't hungry, anyway it's not like I missed it for eight days straight” she said.

“No I suppose not, but it is still very unhealthy for you to be skipping meals”

“I know Hermione” Ginny said, wondering if she should tell Hermione the real reason she wasn't at lunch. Just as she opened her mouth to tell someone interrupted her.

“Well, well, well, what do we have here?” Came a drawling voice from behind them.

“Mudblood, and the little Weasel, I didn't know you could read how interesting, well you learn new things everyday.”

“Fuck off Malfoy” Ginny said.

“Goodness Weasley, I hope you don't kiss your mother with that mouth!”

“At least I kiss my mother! Ginny screamed back, she then blushed realizing how wrong it came out.

“I meant, at least my mother loves me!”

“Sure you did weaslette, just because your family is full of molesters-“

Ginny was up in a flash.

“How dare you!” She interrupted him. “How dare you even speak to me!” she hissed her face red with rage. “You stupid lying bastard.”

“Tsk, tsk, Weaslette, you can't go insulting your betters!”

“Why Malfoy? I mean you insult my family all the time.”

Draco glared at her his eyes turning a dark blue.

“Go back to your dirt hole Weasley!” he said, then walked out.

“Ginny, you really shouldn't curse” Hermione said scolding her.

“Hermione” Ginny said incredulously “The bastard fucking insulted my family!”

“Ginny! Stop cursing! And just because Malfoy insulted you, does not mean you should stoop to his level!”

“Fine” Ginny hissed and grabbed her books. On her way back she called to Hermione “You do know I was standing up for you too don't you?” and stormed out.

Ginny lent her head back against the wall and sighed, what a day this was turning out to be. She looked at her watch, it was eight o'clock.

“Time for detention” she grumbled.

She walked into the dungeons and shivered.

“Why is it always so cold in here” she muttered.

“Ah Ms. Weasley, so glad you could join me, now clean out all the cauldrons, no magic”

Ginny picked up the towel and soap and got to work.

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2hrs later

“I'm done professor”

Ouch, my hands and knees are killing me she said to herself.

Snape got up and looked at all the cauldrons.

“Get back to your dormitory then.”

Ginny raced up to Gryffindor Tower changed into her pajamas and fell asleep. The only good thing about her day was transfiguration

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“Virginia” called the shadow of the man. “Virginia, don't le let me die.”

Ginny started at him, her heart going out to him. Tears fell from her eyes as she held his hand. She stroked his hair. “I won't let you die, I promise” she whispered. The man smiled, “I knew you could take care of me” and then fainted.

Ginny sat up in her bed, her face was sweating and her hair was a mess. Who was he she wondered silently. He seems so familiar, but I just can't place him. She sighed and got up. She threw on a knee length skirt and a white short sleeve shirt. She grabbed her watch and went down to the Great Hall, and grabbed a piece of toast.

“Morning Gin” called Ron

Ginny just grumbled.

“Cheer up Gin, we have Hogsmeade in an hour” said Colin sitting down next to her.

“You do” was all she said and stood up to go to her transfiguring lesson.

Hermione looked after her thoughtfully.

“What's up with?” wondered Ron.

~*~*~*~*

“Ah, Ms. Weasley, so glad you could join me, have you chosen your animals?” asked professor McGonagall.

“Yes”

“Good.” Her professor took the list and looked at it as if searching for a certain animal, and sighed. “These are the animals I presume.”

“Yes.”

“Choose one.”

“The phoenix”

McGonagall looked at her curiously. “And why the Phoenix?”

Ginny just shrugged, “because it's pretty?”

“Ms. Weasley, I understand that it is pretty, but you need another reason.”

“I don't have another one professor”

“Then this one can't be right.”

Ginny stared at her, opening and closing her mouth. “Then none of them are professor.”

McGonagall looked at her, “Well then, Ms. Weasley, I suggest you get to the library and look up animals.”

Ginny sighed “Yes professor.”

McGonagall nodded, “I will cut this lesson short on account of you don't know what animal, but I expect to find you in the library from now until 2'clock.

Ginny scowled and left.

She walked as quickly as she could to the library. “Damn McGonagall, I chose the Phoenix because I like it! What's so wrong about that?” Ginny muttered out loud.

“Talking to yourself Weaslette?” came a drawling voice in her ear. “You know that is the first sign of insanity.” Ginny turned around and looked into the grey eyes of Draco Malfoy.

“How would you know what the first sign of insanity is?” she spat at him her green eyes flashing.

“Unlike your parents Weasley, mine were able to afford for me to learn how to read.”

Ginny looked at him annoyance was clearly written on her face, “Oh come off it!” She cried, “I know your richer then me! Just get over it already stupid selfish pig” she screamed at him and stormed into the library.

Ginny walked to the “Animal” shelf and took out a book at random. She flipped open to a page.

“Fwooper” she read. “The Fwooper is an African bird with extremely vivid plumage; Fwoopers can be lime green, pink, or yellow”

Ginny read the rest and decided that it wasn't her and so she flipped to the next page.

“Gnome” she started laughing.

Yeah right she said to herself, next time mom tells me to de-gnome the garden I'll tell her, sorry I can't there my best friends. She kept flipping pages, Dragon, Graphorn, Hippocampus; none of it seemed to work. She turned one more page and found the Griffin, she knew it was supposed to be a beautiful creature, but it just didn't interest her that much. She sighed and gave up.

How the hell am I supposed to find an animal, when I don't know what I want to be?

Ginny got up and grabbed another book. “Stupid fucking McGonagall, how did she know that a phoenix wouldn't work?” she muttered. There was nothing in there either, or in “The Time When the Beasts Roamed.” She felt like screaming, and she couldn't because then Pince would throw her out of the library for sure. Ginny stood up to get one more book and if there wasn't anything in there, she was definitely giving up this whole Animagus thing.

This is so not how I imagined it would be she thought. It's boring and annoying; I just want to learn how to transform already!

“Hippogriff” she read. The Hippogriff is native to Europe, though now found worldwide. It has the head of a giant eagle, and the body of a horse. It can be tamed, but should be attempted only by experts.”

Ginny read on and on, but in the end she decided that she just didn't want to be a Hippogriff.

“Why can't I just choice one?” she growled. “Why is it so bloody hard?” She threw the book on the floor and Madame Pince shot her a death glared. Ginny blushed, but then looked at the book. It was open to a page that had a beautiful picture of a leopard. Ginny stared at it; she couldn't take her eyes of it. She slowly walked over to the book and picked it up, as if holding a sacred artifact, rather than something she had just thrown on the floor.

“Nundu” it read. This East African beast is arguably the most dangerous in the world. A gigantic leopard that moves silently despite its size, whose beauty is enchanting and whose breath, when it wants to, can cause disease virulent enough to eliminate entire villages, it has never yet been subdued by fewer than a hundred skilled wizards all working together. M.O.M classification: XXXXX, known wizard killer/impossible to train or domesticate.

Ginny looked back up at the picture and read the description again; she traced it with her fingers. She couldn't help it, and then all of a sudden she knew what animal to choose, it wasn't because it was pretty, it was something more, something that she couldn't place, she wouldn't know how to explain it to professor McGonagall, because she couldn't explain to herself. She knew though, she knew at that moment that she wanted to become a Nundu.

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Title-Animagus

Disclaimer- I own nothing…WAH!

Chapter 2

Rating- R

Warning- LITTLE sex scene in here!

Dedicated- to all 3 of my reviewers, I love you!

That night Ginny went to bed with a smile on her face and for the first time in a long while she didn't have any nightmares.

Sunday came and soon it was time for her Animagus lesson.

Ginny got up threw on clothing and ran out of her dormitory her hair flying out behind her like a blanket of red fire. She got to the transfiguration classroom gasping for breath.

“Professor” she wheezed, “I've chosen my animal.”

Professor McGonagall looked up from the book she was reading and gave a small smile.

“And what animal did you choose Ms. Weasley?” asked the professor with a hint of curiosity in her voice.

“A Nundu” Ginny said with the pride of a small child waiting to be congratulated on the good work they had just done.

The professor nodded “If you are sure-“started McGonagall

“Oh I am Professor!” she said with enthusiasm

“Then we will begin”

And so they started.

“First” said McGonagall “you need to learn how to imagine the animal perfectly in your mind, don't leave any part of the animals body out, it helps to look at a picture.”

Ginny stared long and hard at the picture of the Nundu capturing its beauty in every aspect. She closed her eyes and thought of its golden fur glimmering in the sun, with its black spot, she imagined it perfectly.

Ginny opened her eyes.

“Have you finished Ms. Weasley?” asked McGonagall

“Yes”

“Well then you are dismissed”

Ginny looked down at her watch surprised that it was already two o'clock.

“Good-day Professor” Ginny said and left the room.

She was extremely tired.

“I didn't know that imagining things was so exhausting.

Ginny went straight to her room and plopped down on her bed and fell asleep until dinner. She yawned got up and straightened out her clothing and went down to the Great Hall.

Just as she sat down Professor McGonagall came over to her.

“Ms. Weasley, Professor Dumbledore would like to have a word with you when you are done with dinner the password is Rock Candy.”

“Yes Professor” Ginny said with a confused look on her face wondering why Dumbledore needed to talk to her.

She got up from her seat and walked to his office not bothering to eat because she wasn't all that hungry. She got to the statue, “Rock Candy” she said and watched in amazement as the statue moved, and revealed a spiral staircase. Ginny climbed the stairs and knocked on the door.

“Come in” called the head master.

Ginny opened the door. “Please” said Dumbledore “have a seat Ms. Weasley there is something very important that you need to know”

Ginny sat down the confused look still on her face.

“Ms. Weasley have you ever heard of the prophecy of Delia?”

Ginny nodded “of course I have professor, who hasn't?” she asked.

“Please if you would be so kind to say it for me?” the old man asked.

“O-of course professor” Ginny said staring at him weirdly.

“When darkness comes upon our land

There are 3 that hold our fate in their hand

One a dragon, his heart so cold

But only to one his heart shall be sold

A beast and a woman who loves almost all

And for the dragon she shall fall

The last a man whose is so unsure

But time will show him what he is looking for

These three working together shall show the monster the end

But they still need help from those who call them friend

When darkness is done and the battle is over

Remember those who have passed over

If these three will not unite

Then all will be lost for those of the light”

When Ginny was finished she looked up at the headmaster who was smiling a twinkle in his eye.

“Ms. Weasley, the fifth verse of the prophecy says a woman, a beast, and in the sixth verse it combines them into one human being, I would like you to think about that, you are a bright girl I'm sure you can figure out what I'm getting at…”

Ginny stared at him stupidly.

“Come back tomorrow lunch Ms. Weasley and if you have not figured it out by then I will tell you” he sighed.

Ginny nodded and went back to her room. It was 12 o'clock and she couldn't fall asleep. Her stomach started growling because she skipped dinner. She got up and went down to the kitchen and tickled the pear as she stepped inside she heard a voice.

“Stupid old man don't you understand Mr. Malfoy the prophecy you're in it blah blah blah and so is the-fucking-boy-who-just-wouldn't-die and that Weasley girl, you can change the future Mr. Malfoy. The dumb old fart isn't sure which one I am, I mean I would never fall in love with the Weasley girl so I can't be the dragon even though my name is Draco, but how the hell could Potter be the dragon? And I'm not unsure! But I can't fall in love with the little weasel!”

Ginny gasped so that's what professor Dumbledore was talking about! She was in the prophecy!

Suddenly Draco looked up and saw a shadow.

“Whose there?” he called out.

Ginny cursed and ran; she forgot Draco was head boy, if he catches her he would take of at least a million points!

She ran to Gryffindor Tower “Angel food cake” she said and scrambled into the common room. She breathed a sigh of relief at not getting caught.

She went into bed and fell into a deep sleep.

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“Ginny” A man said as he stroked her hair.

“I Love Gin”

“I love you too” Ginny replied to the man.

“Marry me” he said “when the war is over, marry me!”

Ginny nodded and kissed the man passionately.

“Make love to me, please, make love to me” she whimpered.

He looked at her “Are you sure?” He asked her knowing that if she said yes there would be no going back for her.

“Please” she whispered again

He looked at her and smiled they didn't know how but both of their clothing ended up on the floor.

He looked her up and down.

“Gods you're beautiful” he said

“I love you” was her reply.

“Are you ready?” he asked

She nodded and shut her eyes tight. He soothed her and made her open her eyes.

He quickly drove into her and she let out a cry of pain as he broke her barrier, he wiped away her tears whispering sweet nothings in her ear telling her it will be all right.

When she was ready he started to move and soon both of their worlds exploded as they climaxed.

Ginny bolted up right in bed, it was all a dream she thought. She couldn't believe that she had a dream about having sex with someone, it just wasn't like her she went back to sleep and promised herself no more dreams with sex in them.

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The second she woke up Ginny headed straight to Dumbledore's office.

“Rock Candy” she said, and ran up the staircase and barged into the room.

“Professor I-“and then she stopped mid-sentence because sitting in two of the overstuffed armchairs were people two important people.

“You know Weasley it's quite rude to barge in on someone else's meeting Scar-head here did the same thing, do they teach you no manners in Gryffindor?

“That's enough Mr. Malfoy, this as you both well know concerns Ms. Weasley as well. And what Ms. Weasley did you need to tell me?”

“I- well, um I understand what part I play I guess.” She said her face turning a brilliant shade of red.

“And what part is that?”

I'm the woman” she said “in the prophecy I think, because I think I am in the prophecy and if I am I can't be a man can I?”

Draco snorted at this comment. Ginny just glared at him and turned to back to her headmaster who had a hint of a smile on his face.

“You understand Ms. Weasley but, not totally, you see you understand that you are in the prophecy and that you are the woman, but you don't understand what part you play, neither do I or the two boys sitting in this room.

Harry suddenly spoke up.

“She can't be in the prophecy professor-“

“Why can't I?” Ginny interrupted indignantly annoyance written clearly on her face.

“Because” he said as he needed to explain something simple to a little child “how can Ginny be a beast? It makes no sense professor!”

“You see Mr. Potter that is where you are wrong, it makes perfect sense, and Ms. Weasley is practicing to become an Animagus” he said brightly.

Draco and Harry both gasped.

“She has a lesson in it too in a couple minutes so we must wrap this up, but I am making you promise both you boys that you will not tell a soul she is training to become an Animagus, we're not informing the ministry, so this is very secretive please do not inform anyone!”

Harry nodded fervently “Of course” he said.

Draco just snorted and stood up “well if that's all, good-day” and walked out his cloak billowing behind him.

Ginny said goodbye and left to go to her transfiguration classroom. On her way she kept imagining the Nundu picturing how she could be that animal she picturing herself turning into one her hands turning into paws. She opened her eyes.

“OH MY GOD” she screamed her right hand was gone and in its place there was a paw. She ran as fast as she could to transfiguration. She opened the door “Professor” she called “look!”

McGonagall came to see what her prized pupil was so excited about when she saw the paw instead of Ginny's hand.

“Good heavens child!” she cried. “How is this possible? You didn't even have all the training? Ms. Weasley can you transform your whole body?” Her Professor asked very much as excited as Ginny was.

“I could try” she said.

Ginny concentrated hard she imagined every part of her body changing she first imagined all her hands and feet, next her stomach and back, and finally she imagined her head. McGonagall gasped and Ginny opened her eyes. McGonagall looked stunned because standing in the place of Ginny Weasley was a Nundu.

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Animagus

Chapter 3

Rating-R

Thanks to everyone who reviewed I really appreciate it, also I don’t know whether Ginny’s name should be Virginia or Ginevra, anyone who reviews can tell me what name and I’ll take the one with the higher majority! Thanx!

Disclaimer- I own no one except for Natalie and Sara

Ginny concentrated hard she imagined every part of her body changing she first imagined all her hands and feet, next her stomach and back, and finally she imagined her head. McGonagall gasped and Ginny opened her eyes. McGonagall looked stunned because standing in the place of Ginny Weasley was a Nundu.

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Ginny kept replaying the events of the week as she sat at the dinner table; it was one of the best days of her life. It was a little strange to her how she was able to transform so quickly, but none the less she was ecstatic, and the look on Professor McGonagall’s face was priceless. She picked up her fork, “Yum mashed potatoes my favorite!” she said.

Ginny got up from the table when she was done and went to sit by the lake; it was her favorite thinking place. She knew it was weird that she was able to transform that quickly, even with the help of McGonagall. She wondered if she had some extra help with it. She shrugged it off and decided to transform to see if it were really her doing it or not. She imagined herself changing and this time it happened instantly. Ginny looked down and realized she transformed and decided that she would take a little walk inside the castle. She knew it maybe stupid but Nundu’s move silently so it was unlikely anyone would see her.

And so Ginny made her way into the cast le moving in the shadows when she heard something.

“Draco” whined Pansy “please?”

“No” he sighed “I won’t do it!”

“I bet Blaise would!” Pansy said challenging him.

“So go ask Blaise!” he cried

“I already did” Pansy huffed “and he said no.”

Draco snorted “Apparently Blaise wouldn’t.”

“Shut up Draco!”

Draco just smirked at her “Go away Pansy, just because you have a crush on Weasley (A/N I’m not sure if they’ll end up together, I may do him and Luna…) doesn’t mean I’m going to date you to get him jealous! Why would he be jealous, I mean it isn’t as if you were ever dating…right Pansy?” He asked.

“No! But I wish we were, dating I mean” she sighed.

“Ugh, whatever” he said in disgust “go back to the common room, if other prefects see you they’ll start taking off house points.

Ginny transformed back, “crap” she said to herself she had midnight shift!

Ginny patrolled the hall until midnight, and thank god no one tried to sneak out.

She went into bed and fell asleep.

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She woke up the next morning and thanked god that it was Sunday. She looked at her Calendar and realized that Christmas was in a month, and that Hogsmeade was today.

She got up and got dressed and got her money out of her secret compartment, then went to breakfast.

Ginny started to put eggs on her plate when Dumbledore stood up to make an announcement.

“Students, good morning, good morning, as you all probably know Christmas is in a month and we have decided to throw a Christmas ball, we know that boys always have trouble asking the girls out so this year the girls will form a line and pick out of a hat so girls please start the line, every boys name is in here and the girls when they are done picking the boys name they will show that piece of paper with the name on it to Professor McGonagall and she will say it out loud. You must go with the person you have chosen there will be no repacks or trading, Professor McGonagall will write your name and the name of your partner down. So girls please form the line.’

All the girls scrambled to get to the front of the line.

Ginny was somewhere in the middle standing right in front of Hermione.

Soon it was Ginny’s turn she stuck her hand into the basket and pulled out a name:

Draco Malfoy

Ginny gasped there had to be a mistake, but no how could there be she was stuck with Draco Malfoy. She showed the piece of paper to McGonagall.

“Draco Malfoy is Ms. Weasley’s escort” she said.

Ron jumped up “what?” He bellowed “NO! My little sister is not going to the ball with some Slytherin shi-“

“Mr. Weasley” cried Professor McGonagall “do be quite and sit down, you sister chose the paper and now she is going to the ball with Mr. Malfoy” she said with a note of finality in her voice.

Ron grumbled and sat down as Ginny walked off the stage with a weird expression.

Hermione was next and she got Neville.

Luna Lovegood got Ron, and Lavender Brown got Harry.

As Ginny was walking out of the Great Hall to get on the carriages to Hogsmeade Malfoy walked up to her “I hear I’m taking you to the Yule ball” he sneered down at her.

She looked up at him “what’s your point?” she asked.

“Listen Weasley you better look nice at Christmas because I have an image, and don’t expect me to pay for your dress and things” he said

“I wasn’t expecting it” she answered “only a gentleman would do that.”

He glared at her, turned on his heel and walked away.

Ginny just smiled, score one for me she thought.

When she got into Hogsmeade Ginny went straight into Madame Malkins, she would be able to buy a nice dress this year because she made A LOT of money at her summer job.

She walked into the store and started browsing through dresses.

A woman walked up to her “Hello, can I help you?” she asked.

“Yes” Ginny said “I’m looking for a dress to wear to the Christmas ball.”

“And who are you going with?” the woman asked.

“Me” came a voice from behind Ginny she turned around and there was Draco.

“Hello Mr. Malfoy” the saleslady said.

“Hello Sara” he replied “let the girl buy whatever she wants and just charge it to me.” He said

“Yes sir” she said.

“I don’t need your charity” Ginny hissed at him.

“I’m not giving it to you Weasley, as you said a gentleman pays for what his lady buys” he smirked then left her going on to look at the robes for men.

Ginny glared at his back.

“Miss” the woman called “would you like the old fashioned robe or the newer ones?”

“What’s the difference?” Ginny asked.

“The old fashioned ones are just dress robes the newer ones would be like muggle prom dresses, and most girls like the newer ones better.”

“Oh” Ginny said “I’ll have the newer ones please.”

“I think green would match the best as a color it goes with your hair, and possibly a silver trim because your dates in Slytherin, yes I like that idea” said the woman very quickly.

She kept throwing dresses at Ginny and once Ginny had at least 10 she told her to start trying them on. Ginny went into the dressing room and tried one on; she stepped out of the dressing room. Sara shook her head.

“No, I don’t like that one so much choose another!”

After about 5 more dresses Ginny found the perfect one.

It was a forest green with long bell sleeves it was tight on her upper body but then when it reached the hips it flowed out. There was a slit to mid-thigh so it wasn’t that revealing but the neck line was a little low but it showed just the right amount of cleavage. On the sleeves there was a little silver making it perfect Slytherin colors. Ginny in other words looked like a Slytherin goddess. Beauty was almost radiating off her as Natalie was shaking her head yes fervently.

“I’ll take this one please “she said

Sara nodded “A wise choice, shall I wrap it for you?”

“Yes please” Ginny answered.

“Tell Mr. Malfoy that the cost came out to 112 galleons” she said.

Ginny nodded. 112 galleons was a lot of money she hoped he wouldn’t get upset but then again he is a Malfoy.

She took her package thanked the woman and left the store.

“Now for Christmas presents” she said to herself

“Ginny” called out Natalie, Ginny’s roommate and best friend. “I’ve been looking for you all day” she said.

“I was getting my dress” Ginny said happily.

“Oh!” Natalie exclaimed “can I see it? Please?” she asked

Ginny laughed “When we get back to Gryffindor tower, calm down” she said happily.

Natalie smiled “Did you buy presents yet” she asked?

Ginny liked to get the shopping done early, Natalie was more of a last minute person.

“Not yet I’m doing it now” she answered.

Very soon Ginny was done getting presents for everyone, she was debating about getting Malfoy a present for the dress.

“Maybe I should” she said to Natalie “after all he did by me the dress.”

“Yes” Natalie replied “but you sort of forced him into doing that.” She said.

“Yes but he still did it” she said.

“Oh fine” Natalie huffed “get the git a present.

Ginny laughed at her friends’ expression. They went into Glassina’s Glassware and Glass.

They were looking around when all of a sudden something in the far back corner of the room caught Ginny’s eye. It was a small glass sculpture of a Dragon about the size of her hand. Its eyes were made from ruby’s and its wings were outstretched as if readying itself to rise into the air, it was beautiful. Ginny looked at the price tag.

“Wow!” she said 224 galleons that was all she made from her job, she was lucky she still had that money left (She used the money her mother gave her on the presents) Ginny stared at the Dragon, she didn’t know why but she was compelled to by it for Draco, and so she did.

They got back to Hogwarts and Ginny sat down next to Natalie to eat dinner talking about the Christmas ball. Natalie got Blaise Zabini who was not as handsome as Draco but still drool worthy.

That night both girls went to bed dreaming of the Christmas ball and two handsome Slytherin boys.

When Ginny woke up she was told that Dumbledore wanted to see her.

“How many times does he want to see me?” she grumbled quietly.

She walked to his statue said the password and this time she knocked before she went in.

“Come in” the old man called.

Ginny walked in looked around and there were Draco and Harry sitting on opposites sides of the room from each other. Ginny took a seat.

“Ah now that all of us are here we can begin” said the headmaster.

“As you all have found out you are in the prophecy so you all must learn how to cast stronger spells and be physically stronger, and when you are done all three of you will join the order.”

“How do you know I’m not a death eater? Draco asked him a smirk on his face.

“I don’t” said Dumbledore “but I will trust you anyway.”

“Now” he said “I would like you all to meet your new instructor in the things I have just mentioned: Sirius Black

Harry’s head snapped up “W-w h-how, that’s impossible, Sirius, Sirius is dead isn’t?” he said disbelievingly.

Sirius smiled down at his godson “no, I’m alive.”

“How?” Harry asked again, “how are you here?”

And so Sirius told them.

“When I fell through that barrier” he started “I fell through blackness, it felt as if I was falling forever when all of a sudden I saw light I got closer and closer and then my mind went blank. But I remember something was pushing me back, it was giving me life again my time was not yet over it said, it said that my time had just begun, and so this time I fell but this time I fell through light, through music and beauty and at the end of all the light there was grass. I wandered for months looking for Hogwarts but trying not to be seen so I went into dog form, and finally two weeks ago I found Hogwarts. And that is how I am here today” he finished.

Ginny started at him and then smiled.

“Welcome Professor Black” she said.

He smiled back at her “Thank you Ms. Weasley” he answered.

And so that day began their training.

Animagus

Chapter-4

Rating-R

Dedicated- to all my lovely reviewers! And also I know that I'm putting out these chapters a little quickly but wtvr- I hope you enjoy them a lot! Thanks for those of you who told me it was Ginevra!

It was two weeks away from the Christmas ball and Ginny and Draco were not even talking civilly to each other.

Ginny walked in to the room of requirements for her lesson with Sirius, Draco and Harry were already there.

“You have realized Weasley that we always have to wait for you can't you move any quicker?” he asked her.

Ginny just glared at him “I'm here Professor” she said.

“Obviously” Draco answered for him.

“Shut up Malfoy” Harry said his voice tainted with a hint of annoyance.

“Go soak your head Potter” Malfoy said back.

“That's enough” said Sirius we didn't come here to fight with each other.”

“Now that I have got your attention I would like to know if any of you know the spell in defense.”

“Expeliarmas” Said Draco casually.

“No” said Ginny “he's not talking about that he's talking about Difesa Schermo (Italian it means defensive shield). It puts a shield around you and whoever you're touching at that moment.” Ginny said.

“Very good Ms. Weasley” Sirius said very much impressed “can you show us how it works” he asked.

“I could try” she replied. “Difesa Schermo” she cried. The magic flew out of her wand and made a silver bubble around her protecting her from harm.

“Very good Ms. Weasley” said Sirius.

“Boys it's your turn” he told them.

“Difesa Schermo” Draco drawled and a silver bubble wrapped around him, the same thing happened with Harry.

“That wasn't so hard” Draco said.

“Your next lesson will be, though” Sirius replied “come back tomorrow same time, class dismissed.”

Draco walked out and so did Ginny Harry however stayed back to talk to his godfather like he did after every lesson.

“Malfoy” Ginny called.

“What do you want Weaslette?” he asked her.

“Malfoy, I think that we should start talking civilly to each other because if you're my date for the ball then well we have to talk.”

“Fine” he snapped “are you happy, we'll talk civilly.”

“I'm not joking Malfoy!” she said exasperatedly

“Fine Weasel!” he said.

She looked at him “My name is Ginevra, or Ginny, choose one!” she cried.

“Fine Ginevra” he said “if you want to talk so badly go to the astronomy tower tonight at midnight, happy?” he asked.

“Yes very, thank you.” She said. But it didn't matter because he was already gone.

Ginny sighed and went to her next class, a history of magic; she sat down and got ready to sleep.

“Hello class” came the ghostly voice of Professor Binns. “Today we will be learning about prophecies.”

Ginny's head snapped up.

“One of the most famous prophecies is the prophecy of Delia. Many know the prophecy but none actually know who Delia is. Delia was a woman with a strong spirit and a beautiful face. She had flame red hair and deep brown eyes. When Delia told people about the prophecy they all thought her to be insane and so they locked her up in a jail cell saying that she would never be let out again. Her lover decided one day that he would rescue her, and so he did, and they ran away. Delia is known for not only her prophecy but for her ability to change into any animal and for her ability to communicate with them. There are very few who have the rare ability to talk to animals but when they come of age (17) they will know, it will not happen before that time.” Said professor Binns.

Ginny stared at him and realized something that she Ginevra Weasley was related to Delia, they looked exactly the same, it wasn't much proof but she could feel it in her heart.

The bell rang

Ginny bolted out of her seat and raced to the library she ran into the books on prophecies and found the ones of Delia. She opened the book and flipped thru the pages until she found a picture. Ginny gasped and dropped the book. She could have been Delia twin, they looked exactly alike. Ginny started to read about her. She read exactly the same thing as Binns did; she got up and looked for more books on the prophecy but she couldn't find anymore books on it. Ginny sighed and walked out of the library and into potions and took a seat next to Natalie.

“I'm so exited!” Natalie whispered to Ginny

“For what?”

“The ball, silly! Who isn't?”

“But aren't you going with Blaise?” Ginny asked.

“That would be why I'm exited!” Natalie answered.

“Ms. Weasley and Ms. Kahn this is not a talking session detention with me tomorrow nigh at eight p.m., now if I may continue with my lesson.”

Ginny tuned out for the rest of class her mind on what she was going to talk to Malfoy about tonight.

The bell rang and the students made their way to the Great Hall for dinner.

Ginny sat down and piled some roast onto her plate. She looked across the hall searching for Draco, when she did see him he looked up at her, met her gaze and smirked causing her to blush and look down at her plate. She didn't look up until the end of the meal and when she did Draco wasn't in the Great Hall. She got up and went to the common room waiting until it was 5 minutes before twelve. She got up and quietly snuck out of the portrait hole. She got there at exactly twelve, no one was there, so she decided to sit down and wait. 15 minutes went by and just as she was standing up to leave Malfoy walked in.

“Your late” she said.

“Your perceptive” he answered back sneering.

“Whatever” she said “since we're going to the ball thing the least we could do is talk civilly to each other as I said before and um maybe get to know each other I guess.”

Draco looked her up and down his eyes lingering a little on her breasts; he decided she wasn't so bad looking, for a Weasley.

“What do you want to know Weasley?”

And that's how it started, it wasn't exactly a friendship, but more of that they were acquaintances they would talk here and there in the halls but only when people weren't looking, and he didn't torture Ginny anymore which was a plus.

It was Christmas Eve the night of the ball and every student was getting ready. Ginny had no clue what to do with her hair.

“Gin, just leave it down” Natalie said.

Natalie looked at Ginny's hair and sighed, it was beautiful it was fiery red, and had little ringlets in it, so when she moved it, it really looked like fire.

“Fine” Ginny huffed.

Why am I Nervous? She thought to herself. I mean it's just Malfoy, it's not like you like him or anything she scolded.

Or do you? Said another part of her head.

Ginny shook her head to clear it and took a deep breath. She picked up her dress and put it on; she left her hair down as Natalie said. She put on eyeliner and a little mascara, and lip gloss; she didn't bother with anything else.

Ginny personally didn't think she looked that pretty but Natalie apparently did, because when she saw Ginny she let out a gasp.

“Gin…you're gorgeous” she whispered.

Ginny smiled “Thanks, you are too” she answered. Ginny wasn't lying Natalie didn't think so but she was beautiful. She had straight blonde hair and dark blue eyes, with tan skin, she looked like a model.

They went down to the common room arms linked. They walked out of the portrait hole getting ready to meet their dates.

Neither of the boys were there so they waited at the entrance.

Blaise came first and swept Natalie into the ballroom.

Draco came a couple minutes later, he looked Ginny up and down he was still out of sight for her. She looked beautiful, amazing even, he shook his head. She's still a Weasley he kept repeating to himself. He walked towards her.

“You ready?” he drawled.

“Yes” she answered.

He held out his arm, and she took it. They walked in. If you asked anyone who the most beautiful couple at the ball was they would have said Draco, and Ginny, they looked radiant as if the gods and goddesses decided to make beauty into two people, that is what it would have come out like.

The music started, Ginny knew not to expect a dance from him but she couldn't help but wish.

Draco sighed silently “Do you want to dance?” he asked her lazily, just because they weren't friends doesn't mean he wasn't a gentleman.

Ginny nodded her head “I'd like that”

Ginny also didn't expect to have a good time, but she did. The ball was coming to a close when Dumbledore got up on the microphone.

“Just like in muggle proms there are a king and queen, we also have a king and queen, who will share this next dance. The king and queen are Draco Malfoy and Ginevra Weasley.”

Nobody was surprised except for Ron, but Hermione and Harry stopped him from jumping on Draco.

And that was it; as soon as the ball began it was over. Ginny had an amazing night. She and Draco didn't really talk, they just danced, but she didn't mind. As they were leaving the Great Hall he smirked and lent his head close to Ginny's they're lips almost touching, she closed her eyes. He smirked.

“Good night Weasley” he said and left her standing there.

Ginny opened her eyes and sighed, oh well she said, I had a nice night anyway and went to Gryffindor tower.

Falling asleep the second her head hit the pillow.

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Christmas is coming in the next chapter, don't worry, I CAN'T skip Christmas!!

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Animagus

Chapter 5

Rating- R

Dedicated- To my mommy and daddy, because without them I would not be here! LOL!

Ginny woke up and yawned. She was about to go back to sleep when suddenly a thought hit her: It's Christmas!

Ginny jumped out of bed and woke Natalie up.

“Get up! It's Christmas!” she cried happily. “Wake up Natalie!”

“I'm up, I'm up! Jesus!”

Ginny ran to her pile of presents and chose the first one.

She got the normal Weasley package, a white sweater with a red R, and fudge, a bracelet from Bill, dragon scales from Charlie, and a book about cauldrons from Percy (“how exiting”! Ginny said without much enthusiasm to Percy's gift) Socks from Ron sugar quills from Hermione and a card from Harry. (“How thoughtful” she commented dryly) There was one package left. She picked it up and opened it and there it was! What she wanted so badly since she saw them! Natalie had given her a pair of beautiful gold drop earrings with garnets inside, after all the garnet was her birthstone. Ginny took out her own earrings and put the new ones on. She gave Natalie the biggest hug ever.

“I love you!” Ginny told her happily

“I know you do, and I'm hungry so let's go eat!” she said

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Draco woke up not even half as excited as Ginny.

“Christmas” he said out loud “may actually be the most annoying holiday of the year!”

“Nah” said Jeffery Draco's roommate “Lent is!”

The boys in the room laughed and Draco smirked. He went to open his presents.

He got the newest broomstick, a Slammer6000 from his father, and a package of food from his mother. That was all he was really expecting, but then he saw a little red wrapped package. He picked up the letter and started to read it.

Draco,

Thank you so much for buying the dress, I really appreciate it!

Ginny Weasley

Draco smirked it was probably some hand knitted small thing she made. He opened it and was extremely surprised to find a beautiful glass dragon. He turned it upside down.

Stupid weasel he thought, she left the price tag on!

224 Galleons? His mind screamed. Where the hell did she get that kind of money? He sighed it cost much more then the dress and he knew he had to get her something in return. He thought about it for a while and got the perfect answer!

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Ginny and Natalie sat in the Great hall discussing the quidditch match that was to be played today, Gryffindor versus Slytherin.

“You really should have tried out for chaser Gin” Natalie said as Collin sat down next to them.

“Yea” said Collin “you would have been awesome, try out next year!”

Ginny just shrugged “I don't know.”

They weren't able to convince her anymore because the mail started flying in. There was this one owl that soared in gracefully it was a silver gold color. It flew high above the tables looking for whom the letter went to. It made a beautiful dive down toward the Gryffindor table and landed right in front of Ginny Weasley.

Ginny gasped. She took the letter attached to the leg of the owl.

She's yours. That was all it said. Ginny stroked the owl.

“Hello love, what's your name?” The owl just nipped her fingers. “Is ginger all right, love? She asked the owl. The owl just hooted softly. Ginny smiled, she finally had an owl of her own. The owl ate at her breakfast and then like all the other owls, left.

Ginny, Natalie and Colin got up.

“Make sure to get good seats so you can watch me” Colin said.

Ginny and Natalie laughed.

They went to the Gryffindor stands and sat down.

Gabriel Jordon, Lee's younger brother had become the announcer after his brother left.

“And, there off!” he cried dramatically. “Seamus Finnegan has the ball; he passes to Dean Thomas who passes it to Lavender Brown, but OH! Intercepted by Blaise Zabini, Zabini is flying up the middle, Colin Creevey hits a bludger at him, causing him to drop the ball, Brown fly's down to it charging past the other players she grabs the ball and unlike Zabini fly's along the side she fakes left but throws it right Oh! GOAL!! 10 to nothing Gryffindor! Draco Malfoy heads into a dive, he looks like he sees the snitch, wow that's one hell of a nice broom, anyway Potter looks like he's catching up, Draco Malfoy pulls up quickly, the wronskie feint but Harry Potter was not quick enough he comes spiraling down, that's going to hurt in the morning! Potter fly's back up into the air, concentrating now on only finding the snitch. Thomas is flying towards the goal, Crabbe hit a bludger at him, and it hits Dean in the stomach! Holy shit! He's falling off his broom!”

Professor McGonagall didn't even bother yelling at him for his language. The professors ran down to the pitch, and brought Dean to Madame Pomfrey.

She went over to Harry.

“You may want to hold tryouts for your team Mr. Potter.”

“Is Dean okay?” Harry asked worriedly.

“He is fine; he just may never be able to fly again, even with magic!”

Harry sighed “all right professor”

“The match has been postponed until further notice” called McGonagall.

Natalie punched Ginny on the arm.

“This is your chance Gin, tryout!”

“I don't know Natalie, I feel bad!”

Natalie sighed “We'll find out when tryouts are and then I'll come and cheer you on, no buts!” Natalie said when she saw Ginny opening her mouth.

“Fine” Ginny said grumpily.

Natalie smiled “its cold” she said happy now that she got her way “lets go in.”

A figure in shadows smiled wickedly knowing his master would be pleased

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Voldemort sighed. This proved that if you want something done right you have to do it yourself.

“And what McNair possessed you to think that I care even a little about that girl? He asked coldly.

McNair shivered. “I thought she was in the prophecy my lord”

Voldemort had a thoughtful look on his face. “Get out” he hissed at McNair, who scrambled out of the room as fast as he could.

Nagini slithered in, hissing.

“Really, my pet?” Voldemort asked her. The snake hissed in response. He nodded back at the snake. “In time my pet, all in good time.”

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The posters were up, tryouts are today at 1:00 o'clock, and right now it was 12:45 and Ginny Weasley was getting ready. She walked down to the pitch wondering if she had ever been this nervous, when they got there Natalie kissed her on the cheek.

“You'll be fine” she soothed. Ginny took a deep breath and walked to where all the other Gryffindor who were trying out were standing.

Harry walked to the front and cleared his voice explaining to them how tryouts would work.

“As you all know you are trying out for the chaser position, and only one of you will make it. The whole team will be watching you and will choose the best player at the position. You will play with Seamus and Lavender. First up is Lila Martin.”

Lila was good but not amazing, next was Jason Larne, he too was good. Gary Mandelstam went next, and he flew with such grace and ease that it would be amazing for anyone else to get it, but the team had to continue with tryouts. Ginny was next, and she had begged her mom for a new broom, and so for her 15^th birthday got a Nimbus 2000. Ginny mounted her broom and flew up in the air. Seamus passed her the quaffle and she caught it with ease, Ron was in goal and Collin was hitting bludgers at people. Ginny dodged the bludgers and passed the ball quickly to Lavender, who flew around with it before passing it back to Ginny. Ginny caught the ball and stared ahead defiantly, she would make the team and no Gary Mandlecrap was going to get in her way. She flew to the goal post and faked right it seemed as if Ron was expecting this move and flew to the left goal post, Ginny in record time switched her throw, making the ball go into the right hoop. Seamus retrieved the ball and threw it to Lavender, who passed to Ginny; Ginny once again flew it down to the goal post and went as if to shoot, but passed to Seamus who quickly scored. Ginny then had to fly down because her tryout time was over.

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The team was in the locker room discussing who would be the new chaser. It was a tie between Ginny and Gary. Gary was a better shooter, but Ginny was a better flyer and passer. The whole team talked it over for a while before deciding the outcome, Ginny Weasley was to become the new chaser for the Gryffindor team.

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In the Gryffindor common room everybody was celebrating on Ginny being made the new chaser. Ginny smiled and thanked people who came up to her and gave her their congratulations. She was game of exploding snap when a shadow loomed over her; she looked up and smiled sweetly.

“Hello Gary” she said “you played very well today at tryouts”

Gary just grunted a thank you, and muttered you too. They asked him to join their game of exploding snap but he declined shaking his head, and going over to sit near the fireplace.

It was around 11 o'clock when they decided to call it a night. Ginny went to bed and fell into a deep sleep.

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“Please Tom! You told me we were friends! You said you would never hurt me! Tom you promised!” sobbed the eleven year old girl.

“Fool” the older boy hissed “I never promised such things! I promised that I was you friend, but I never said you were mine! Stupid little girl”

The tears were coming harder down the girls' cheeks, as she whispered her final plea not to be broken. The boy, laughed.

“Crucio” he cried. The girl struggled against the curse trying hard not to cry out, to show him that he won. She bit her lip until it bled, and she couldn't take it anymore with one final scream she blacked out.

Ginny Weasley sat upright in her bed sweating profusely, fear written on her face and in her eyes. She looked at her watch; it was one o'clock in the morning. Ginny got up and out of bed and went down to the kitchen. She tickled the pear and went in. The house elves brought her food until she had, had enough when all of a sudden she heard voices. The transformed herself into her Nundu form, and hid in the shadows.

“Your falling for her aren't you?” said a female voice.

“I am not!” replied a male voice.

“You are so! Who would ever thought it? A Malfoy, having a crush on that!”

“Oh fuck off Pansy, it's not like you don't have a crush on her brother!

Ginny silently gasped. Was it possible?

Pansy turned red at Draco's comment.

“You don't even know her” Pansy retaliated. “You just want a piece of ass!”

Draco just shrugged shamefully “no.”

Pansy stuttered “B-b-but you-you-you don't even know her? It-it isn't possible!”

“I never said I loved her” he bit out nastily.

“Yes but you like her, and isn't it the same?” she asked him.

“No!” he replied as if she were stupid

“Whatever” she said

The voices faded, and the Nundu came out of hiding and went back to the tower. She transformed back and went into her room to think about what she had just overheard. Draco Malfoy likes her? It couldn't be! They were probably talking about someone else.

But you know for a fact that Pansy has a crush on your brother said a voice in her head.

Pansy is a slut said another voice, who doesn't she have a crush on? Ginny shook her head, trying to clear it; she fell back asleep having strange dreams in which she was riding Dragons

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A/N That last bit was not supposed to have any sexual connotations to it! Also, can anyone tell me what the hits are? I don't get it? Is it how many people read my story? If anyone could answer I would greatly appreciate it! Thank you all for R/Ring. If the story is moving to fast can you tell me? Thanks! Sorry this took so long to post! Now since school is starting I may only be able to post once a week or once every 2 weeks!

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Animagus

Chapter 6

Rating- R

Summary- Sorry I'm too lazy to write it!

Dedicated- To Mary Chandler thanks for giving me your ideas! And to all my reviewers for reviewing, and waited this long for a chapter!

IMPORTANT- I do know that there were Dragons who flew about during the Day in the 5^th Harry Potter. But don't worry! I got it covered!

Chapter 6

Ginny woke up and stretched. She hopped out of bed. Dumbledore wanted to see her but she wasn't really sure why. Ginny got dressed quickly and went to his office.

She knocked on the door.

“Come in” called the voice of the headmaster.

Ginny walked in and sat down, Dumbledore didn't say anything, and she realized that he was waiting for something…or someone.

Draco and Harry walked into the office next and sat down on opposite sides if the room.

The headmaster smiled brightly at them.

“You all know the prophecy of Delia, and I am happy to tell you that that prophecy, the one that you know is not the real prophecy.

All three teenagers stared at the old man.

Harry cleared his throat “and, um, how is that a good thing professor?”

“Because” the headmaster said “we have found the real prophecy of Delia, let me explain. You see the prophecy of Delia, the one you know of was written by Delia to hide the true prophecy so it should not fall into the wrong hands, this does not mean that the prophecy as you know it won't come true, please listen and I shall tell you the true prophecy!”

All three students stared at him trying to grasp what he had just said.

“When light arises from the east

Those few destined will leave

For the fate of the world is now in there hands

And the blondies and Dragons

To the Place of Eternal light is where they will search

To find the rest of the dragons

But the fight for the people will soon ensue

And so will the fight for survival

Three humans a Dragon and a beast

A human like me

A Rider of Dragons

The last a man to study

But beware of the Golden! Beware of the Beast!”

The three people in the room just stared at him again wondering what in god's name he was going on about.

“Don't you see?” Dumbledore asked “We will be fighting with the Dragons!”

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All was quite in the mountains of Dragons, the birds chirped nervously as the sun was sinking. A mouse came running down the hills.

“I told them!” she said angrily to herself. “I told them, but they wouldn't believe me! They fell safe! Ha! Safe! A foolish feeling!”

The mouse kept on running, not stopping. She slipped through a large hole in the rock, and into the cave behind it.

She got a couples miles in when someone but a paw down on her tail to stop her from running.

“Watcha doing?” asked the Blondie who caught the mouse.

“Drana! You let go of me! I need to tell Flame-thrower something! And I won't tell you anything because you'll just poke fun at me! Drana! Let me go! Stupid mushroom eating overgrown cat!”

Drana growled “Don't you ever call me an overgrown cat” she hissed.

“Well you are, aren't you? Mouse pointed out sensibly.

“No” Drana hissed “I'm related to them, but god-forbid it if I was ever one of them” she shuddered.

Mouse snickered, she didn't really like blondies, and they just looked like child-sized cats that had gold fur and dark green eyes. Dragons on the other hand loved them; no one could make them feel happier than a Blondie.

“I've got bad news and I need to tell Flame-Thrower!”

“Bad news?” Drana asked curiously.

“Yes bad news!” the mouse said nastily “But I told you already, the only person I'm telling is Flame-Thrower!

“He's asleep”

“I know that! The sun hasn't set yet! But I'll wake him up anyway!”

Drana huffed and stuck out her tongue as the mouse scurried along.

“Flame-Thrower” Mouse cried “wake up!”

“What?” asked a sleepy voice.

“They're coming, I told you! Death eaters are coming to the mountains!

Drana and Flame-Thrower opened their eyes wide. ”Are you sure? Drana asked her “I mean I don't really think that is possible! Seriously you don't have that big of a brain, so there really is not much room for sense.” She smirked.

“Really?” Asked the mouse insulted “I come all the way just to warn you-“

“Don't mind her Ramie” the Dragon said calling the mouse by her first name.

“She's upset because the mist makes her fur icky!”

“My fur is not icky!” Drana cried indignantly.

Flame-Thrower smiled, but then thought of what mouse had just told them and his grin vanished.

How where they able to find the Silver Dragons?

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Dumbledore looked carefully at each student. At Draco with his icy cold eyes and heart, and at Ginny whose warm brown eyes showed how happy and content she felt at being loved. And last he looked at Harry's eyes which where strange. You couldn't see anything in them, but a troubled boy. He sighed.

“You must find the Silver Dragons.” He told them.

:But sir” Ginny said “I thought that we had already found them.”

“Yes, we have found some of them. Have you ever heard of The Place of Eternal Light?” he asked them.

All three shook their heads no.

“I mentioned it in the Prophecy. Nobody knows exactly where it is, but we have figured out that it is in the highest mountain range in the world, and only two of you will be going.

Ginny let out a little sigh she knew who it would be, Harry and Malfoy.

“Ginny, and Draco will be the two and Harry you will stay here.

Harry jumped up. “But Professor he cried indignantly, you can't, I have to go, and Ginny's too young!”

“Excuse me Harry” Ginny said in a dangerously low voice “but I believe that I am old enough to make my own decisions.”

“No you can't!” He said “You're not 17 yet!

“I will be in three days!”

“Doesn't matter! You aren't now!”

“Oh will both of you just shut up?” Draco screamed.

Dumbledore looked at them. “Well then the day Ginevra Weasley turns 17 will be the day you two leave.

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Flame-Thrower looked up at the moonlit sky, and then back at the goodbye party. Drana climbed onto his back and his silver scales shown dimly in the light. Mouse went over to him.

“You may want to stop off at a place called Hogwarts before you go anywhere.”

“Why should we listen to you?” Drana spat at her.

Flame-Thrower just laughed “All right, but mouse would you like to come too?”

Mouse took a step back “I suppose I may as well” and she too scrambled onto the back of the Great Silver Dragon.

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Hey guys! I'm so, so, so sorry about the long time no update thing! I'll try and do better, I know this chapter sucks and it should be one of the best but it was hard! In the next chappie they'll be on their journey! TTYL!

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Animagus

Chapter 7

Disclaimer- I own nothing- Silver Dragons and SOME of this stories plot is a little based on Dragon Rider by Cornelia Funke, go read it, it's a good book!

Ginny yawned and sighed. Today was her birthday and she was leaving. She sighed and left her dorm room and went down to breakfast. No Gryffindor was there, they were all at classes. It was just her.

She sat and ate her breakfast miserably wondering if she would ever be able to see he parents ever again after this.

Tears started to well up in her chocolate brown eyes. Her face started to quiver and she let forth a long racking sob, and no one was there to comfort her.

Maybe Harry was right she thought. Maybe she wasn't the right person for the job.

She stood up and went to Dumbledore to tell him that she wouldn't, no that she couldn't do it.

She knocked on his door and walked in.

“Professor-“ she started but was cut off.

“Happy Birthday Ms. Weasley” he said.

“Thank you but sir-” he cut her off again.

“Ms. Weasley why is it that you where able to turn into a Nundu in such a small period of time?” he asked her.

“I don't” she said.

“Haven't you ever wondered why?”

“Not really, no.”

“It's because you have the ability to turn into and to talk to a magical or non-magical creature.”

Ginny stared at him, her mouth was dropped open in surprise. She quickly shut her mouth.

“Anyway Ms. Weasley, a silver Dragon has arrived, and so had a mouse and a Blondie, naturally I can't talk to them but you can. Draco is trying though.”

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Ginny walked outside to find a very weary looking Dragon, an amused looking mouse and Blondie and a frustrated Draco.

“What are you names?” he asked them slowly and loudly.

They just responded with blank stares and Draco raked a hand through his hair.

“Can I try” she asked him.

He just growled at her.

The three animals shared what sounded like a laugh.

“Boy these humans are stupid” Drana said.

“Stupid are we?” Ginny asked the cat-like thing.

Drana was so taken aback that she fell off the Dragon.

“Now who's the stupid one?” Ginny asked her pointedly.

“I don't like you” Drana said.

Ginny smiled “Well that makes three of you!”

“Three?” Drana asked

Ginny nodded “You, him” she said pointing at Draco “and Harry Potter.”

“That's not fair!” Drana cried indignantly “They can't hate you also! Now I'll have to like you!”

The Dragon roared with laughter and flames came out of his nose.

“Shouldn't you be asleep?” Drana asked nastily.

The dragon looked startled for a moment before replying.

“Yes, I suppose so.” And that was the end of their conversation.

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Ginny quietly sat down next to Draco.

She nodded a hello at him, but he ignored her Ginny sighed.

“When they wake up, I think we should go.” She whispered.

Draco just nodded. His eyes quickly scanned her. He raked a hand through his silver blonde hair.

What was up with him? He couldn't like a Weasley. He didn't like a Weasley, I mean sure there was the fact that she was hot, but that was it. Draco looked up and saw that it was almost night-time. The Dragon was stirring.

He got up and Ginny followed him.

“Where are you going?” she asked.

“I'm saying goodbye Weaslette.”

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Ginny was sitting on the Dragon when he came back. Her fire red hair was swirling around her like pools of lava. Her chocolate brown eyes where brown and inviting, so Draco did the only thing he could do, he insulted her.

“Comfortable up there little Weasel?”

“Yes very” she answered.

“Well I guess it would be to you coming from such a poor family.”

Ginny's lip started to quiver, as she choked back a sob.

“Let's be off then.” She bit out.

“Yes lets!” he replied.

Draco swung his leg over the Dragon, and they took flight.

Drana was clinging onto the Dragons back for dear life, while mouse was holding onto Drana.

Flame-Thrower flew fast and they made it into France on their first night. The sun was rising and so they landed near the French shore.

Draco jumped off the back of the Dragon.

“I'll go explore” he said, and left.

Ginny sighed, she didn't understand him at all, but it was okay because she didn't want to! She hated him! He treated her like a baby! She was only a year, not even, younger than him! She sat there talking to herself for what must have been hours because Draco showed up.

“Did you miss me?” he smirked.

“Don't worry Malfoy” she said “if I missed I'd just take a deep breath and re-aim!”

He stared at her.

“So little Weasley does have a voice!” he whispered.

“Of course I do! Why wouldn't I? Just because I'm quiet and don't insult you back doesn't mean I'm mute, it just means I'm polite, you egotistical pretentious git!”

He smirked “whatever you say Weasley!”

He grabbed his back and took out an apple from it.

Ginny sighed, this couldn't be the man that she had gone to the ball with just a few months ago, and went to sleep.

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“Do you love me?” she asked her voice tired and weak.

“Of course I love you!” the boy answered back playing with her hair.

She smiled, her chalk white face scared yet happy at the same time “Don't leave me!”

“I'll never leave you, never!”

She ran her fingers over his jaw. He brought her hand to his mouth and kissed it.

“It hurts” she whispered.

“I know it does baby, I know.”

Tears started to fall from her eyes. He held her in a tight embrace. She felt tears on her hand and only then did she realize that he was crying too.

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Ginny woke up at mid-day and shook her head. It was her turn to keep watch. She transformed into a Nundu form, no matter what animal she could turn into, the Nundu was her favorite. She prowled around looking for anyone coming to attack them. She heard the snap of a branch, and let loose a low growl. She sighed in relief, it was only a squirrel. She looked around her eyes peeled ready for danger.

She looked over at Draco who was tossing and turning in his sleep. She wondered what he was dreaming about.

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“Father, no, please!” he begged.

“How many times is it now that I have told you Draco, that to love something is weak!” the man screamed his face purple with rage.

“I'm sorry, don't kill Amore!”

“How sweet” the man spat “you named that filth love!”

The boy called Draco whimpered tears streaked his beautiful pale face.

“Stop crying boy! Malfoy's don't cry!”

Draco tried to stop but he couldn't help it. He looked up at his father his grey eyes holding such pain and sorrow; he had seen things in his eight years of life that no one should ever see.

“This is what happens to things you love, Avada Kedavra!” The green bolt flew out from the mans wand and hit the unicorn straight in the chest.

Draco sank to his knees and cried.

“Get up!” Draco couldn't get up.

“Up damnit!” the father cried.

The boy looked at his father than lunged at him trying to throw any punch he could.

“Crucio” the man called out.

A tearing sensation filled the little boy's body as he writhed around on the floor. He screamed out pleas to stop, but he knew, he knew it wouldn't help. It wasn't the first time that he had this unforgivable curse put on him, and it certainly wouldn't be the last.

“Finite Encantem” the man drawled. “Have we learnt a little lesson, Draco?”

“Yes father” came the boy's reply.

“Next time I won't be so forgiving!”

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Ginny transformed back to her regular appearance and woke Draco up. His hair was a little tousled, but he looked good.

“We should get going.” She whispered to him.

He nodded, “all right.”

Ginny woke up the dragon.

“Would you be able to fly faster if you had one less person to carry?” she asked.

The dragon nodded “I suppose I could, but as much as I see you don't like the young boy, I don't think it would be wise to leave him behind.”

Ginny stared at the Dragon, and then burst out laughing.

“Look” she said.

She turned herself into a Antipodean Opaleye. (The Opaleye is native to New Zealand. It is of medium size and length and arguably the most beautiful type of dragon. It has iridescent, pearly scales and glittering, multi-colored, pupil-less eyes. This dragon produces a very vivid scarlet flame.)

If the Dragon was shocked by her transformation, he did not show it, he nodded to her, and everyone climbed aboard the Dragon's with mouse and Draco on Flame-Thrower, and Drana on Ginny. They flew rapidly to the coast of Egypt, not stopping until they found a safe cave. They climbed inside, with Ginny back into her regular form, they were about to settle down to sleep when they heard a hissing noise.

“Who dares disturb my slumber?” Draco looked confused.

“What going on?” he whispered to Ginny.

“I don't know, just stay low, and don't speak!” she whispered back.

“Who is in my cave? Come to me!”

Flame-Thrower let out a jet of fire towards the voice. Every person in the cave heard a shrill piercing cry slice through the air. The creature slithered out from its hole.

Ginny gasped and quickly looked away.

“What is it?” Draco called from where he was hiding.

“A basilisk.”

Flame-Thrower let out another jet fire, this time burning the tail of the serpent. The enraged serpents raised its 25 feet, which was half of its height, getting ready to strike.

“Do not harm us!” Ginny hissed at it.

The King of Serpents laughed.

“Do you think I shall take orders from you, mere mortal?” it asked her.

Drana ran at the animal and scratched at its eyes, it threw her off easily, but not after she was able to scratch one of its eyes out.

Ginny grabbed a stone and transfigured it into a knife. She carefully placed herself on its blind side and took aim. She threw her body onto the beast, blindly stabbing him. Flashes of red and green where seen as Ginny tried to kill the beast. Snake and girl rolled around on the floor.

The snake finally let out one final cry, it shuddered than fell down dead.

Ginny was panting heavily, her red hair in knots, she looked terrible.

“You look like shit” Draco said.

“I'm sorry” Ginny replied acidly “Maybe I should have done my hair while you were hiding and I was killing the basilisk!”

Draco shrugged, “you told me not to get involved.”

“Since when do you listen to a Weasley?”

“I didn't, I used common sense, something you, Weasley, apparently don't have!” he bit out nastily.

Ginny was inwardly seething “Good night Malfoy!”

And both had dreamless sleeps for the first time in a long, long while.

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Ginny stretched as she woke up. Her red hair was tousled from her sleep, and she had dark bags underneath her eyes. Her stomach growled she was hungry; she went to her knapsack and took out some crackers. She began munching on them.

“You've been eating non-stop Ginny, what's wrong with you?” asked the dragon, coming to sit quietly next to her.

“Nothing” she said a little too quickly “what I mean is, when I get scared I start to eat.”

“Well then, don't get scared” the Dragon answered.

Ginny smiled, if only it could be that simple. She'd have to try. She out down the crackers, and the Dragon nodded as if in approval. She looked around her, and saw desert and palm trees.

They had to get out of this place she thought. They had been in Egypt for over three weeks now, and it wasn't doing them any good.

The dragon seemed to sense what she was thinking.

“We'll leave tonight” he whispered.

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Draco Malfoy was beginning to get really pissed off. The Weasley girl was so annoying. He wondered how he ever could have even liked the stupid bint. She was so dependent on others, and it pissed him off, he learnt long ago never to depend on another person! If his father taught him anything, than that would be it. Draco grey eyes surveyed the seen before him, everybody was sleeping.

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“Harry James Potter, if you don't stop complaining this instant I swear to God I will be the one killing you and not Voldemort!

“Sorry Hermione, but it just isn't fair! I should have been the one riding that Dragon, not Malfoy or Ginny!”

“Harry, did you ever think about it? Don't you think there is a reason?” Hermione asked quietly.

“No” he replied stubbornly shaking his head from side to side, his unruly black hair falling in his face. “No, I don't!”

Hermione gave an exasperated sigh. “Idiot she muttered under her breath so that Harry couldn't hear her.

Harry looked up at Hermione. She had grown a lot during the course of the school year and the summer. Her brown hair that was once knotty and disgusting was wavy and fell down just a little past her shoulders. She had beautiful blue eyes, and soft round lips. She had grown in height now too! She was only 5'5, not matching up to Ginny's impressive 5'7 and a half.

Harry ran a hand through his hair trying to straighten it up. Hermione caught his gaze and gave him a small smile; it was sort of hard to stay angry at a man who she loved, though the feeling wasn't mutual.

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Draco looked around him and sighed. He kept wishing that this was all some dream, actually a nightmare. What was wrong with him? That should have been him killing the basilisk! Why was Weasley playing the hero when he, Draco Malfoy sat hiding? If his father ever found he'd be in such deep shit. He started to pace, making sure that if any danger came he would be ready and able to handle it! And what is up with Weasley being able to turn into anything?

How the hell was that fair?

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Dumbledore was in his office talking to Professor McGonagall.

“I'm worried, headmaster” McGonagall told him. “What if the young Malfoy turns out just like his father? What if he betrays us all?”

Dumbledore looked up at her; he had never seen McGonagall this scared before.

“Well then, we must hope that he doesn't.”

McGonagall looked at him disbelievingly. “So, f he does betray us and, and kills her, you're just prepared to sit by and watch” she said her voice rising to a shriek. Normally she trusted Dumbledore with her life, and with the life of everyone else around her, but this was absurd!

“Professor McGonagall, I understand that you don't like this situation that we're currently in-“

McGonagall interrupted him with a bitter laugh.

“But” Dumbledore continued, “You must understand that the whole world depends on this, had I not sent them it would have been much worse then him betraying us all.

McGonagall scowled. She gave the headmaster a curt nod, and then left the room.

Dumbledore sighed sadly as the door shut behind her.

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“Harry bloody Potter, always so fucking perfect” Draco said, still venting. So Draco went on an adventure, and Scarhead stayed home, who the hell cares? Potter was the one who would get the credit for this anyway. The prophet would say that it would be because of “Harry Potter's wonderful knowledge they excelled.

“Fucking bastard!” he cried.

Ginny looked up at him sleepily and yawned, “Who is?” she asked.

“None of your damn business” he growled. Ginny looked taken aback.

Draco smirked at her nastily. She drew back suddenly, afraid of him. He looked so much like his father. They had the same blonde hair, and the same chiseled face, and right now they had the same hard and cold grey eyes. She backed away slowly, not daring to turn her back to him. She sat down beside the Dragon.

“Hello” she whispered softly to Flame-Thrower. The dragon nodded its hello back to her.

“I don't like it here” she said. I want to go home!”

The Dragon looked at her strangely; perhaps it was from that abrupt statement. “Yesterday you fearlessly battled a basilisk, and yet today you want to go home? I don't understand you at all little one. Do all humans have mood swings like this?”

Ginny looked over at Draco, the Dragon followed her gaze.

“Do not compare yourself with him; he is always in a foul mood.”

Ginny smiled weakly. As much as they had tried they were not able to leave Egypt. In truth the country scared her a little. It was strange sometimes she was strong, feisty, and independent, but other times she was, clingy, sensitive, and so very dependent on people! She didn't understand what was wrong with her; normal people didn't have these mood swings.

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Hermione sat crying in the common room drinking glass after glass of firewhisky. This time she would never be able to forgive him, no matter how much he begged her! Just remember she told herself quietly, this is how they repay you for all your help.

Ron walked slowly down the stairs and sat next to Hermione. “I'm so sorry” he whispered. “I'm so sorry for what he did to you!”

Ron took away the firewhisky

She sobbed harder and started to hiccup.

“I-I tried Ron, I tried so hard!”

“Hush Mione, I know you did. Let it all out”

It was all so strange, normally it was the other way around, Harry would be comforting her about something hurtful Ron said.

“It's all my fault” she sobbed into his shoulder.

“No!” Ron answered fervently, “It isn't your fault Hermione! Harry is just being a stupid prat!”

“Ron, I think he's gay” she couldn't stop crying,

“What?”

“Yes” Hermione said. “I'm almost positive! I mean remember in the Tri-wizard tournament? You where the one that he had to save! Not me, not some other girl, you, a boy!”

“Hermione” Ron said taking her by the shoulders. “Listen to me, Harry isn't gay! There is nothing wrong with being gay, but I can assure you that Harry isn't!

Hermione just nodded “if you're sure…”

“I'm positive!”

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Harry was sitting on his bed, hugging his chest tightly.

“Help me!” he whispered. “I don't know what to do!”

He looked up hoping against hope that he would get some answer, he got none. He got out of bed, and threw on his invisibility cloak. He slowly tiptoed past Ron and Hermione, they didn't hear him. His heart almost broke at the sobs Hermione emitted.

He shook his head clearing it, and then snuck out of the portrait hole. He ran as fast as he could to the library, and then went into the restricted section. He was searching for a specific book. He ran his hands along the books until he came across the one he was looking for. He grabbed it and went to sit at one of the tables.

Prophecies of Old, he read the title to himself.

Chapter 1- The Prophecy of Thayenta, and who she is

Chapter 2- The Prophecy of Lord Walfimire, and who he is

Chapter 3- The prophecy of Delia, and who she is

Harry turned to chapter three.

In the 12 hundreds there was a prophetess, whose was christened Delia Weasler. She came from poor and insignificant background. She was a serf in the manor of Lord Lucifer Malfoy. She fell in love with young Lucifer's son: Darius. Darius was stubborn and cruel; he had no use for female serfs other than to make them his mistresses. Though the Weasler family was poor it was rich in love and in magic, as most serfs in the manor were. The Malfoy family was very proud, and it gave them happiness to see other witches and wizards to suffer as their workers. The day Delia made “the” prophecy it was the day of her seventeenth birthday, the day she got her powers. Most people thought that she went insane.

Darius somehow knew otherwise. He realized that he needed to protect this beautiful girl. They ran away from France to England, nobody dared follow them. In time Darius grew to love Delia, whom he once thought was nothing more than a concubine. They were married. Lucifer somehow found out about this and was enraged. He sent people all over to look for them, they were never found, and the Malfoy fortune was given to the middle son. Delia and Darius lived a happy and hardworking life. Delia was barren, and so they bore no children, and so they died out, but the Malfoy's in France (who later moved to England before the French revolution) still lived on.

Harry read this several times before flipping to the next page. He dropped the book as if he had been burned.

He looked at the picture of Delia and Darius, both gazing lovingly into each others' eyes.

“Ginny, and Malfoy?” he whispered. He shook his head thinking that he wasn't thinking clearly, or seeing properly, but no! Delia and Darius looked exactly like Ginny, and Malfoy.

Harry grabbed the book off the table and ran back to Gryffindor Tower.

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Ginny looked up from the ground. She got up and went to sit by mouse, who sat next to the tree, far away from everyone else.

“Hey” she said, as she picked up the mouse and held her.

“What's wrong?

“Nothing's wrong” the mouse replied. “Oh who am I kidding” she muttered “of course there is something wrong!”

“Would you like to tell me?” Ginny asked.

“No.” the mouse spat at her.

“Please mouse-“

“Argh!” cried the mouse. “Why does everyone call me mouse? Huh? I have a name too! Do you call Flame-Thrower Dragon? Or Drana, Blondie? No! SO why must I be called mouse? Can't you just call me Ramie?”

“I-I-I'm sorry” Ginny stammered “I didn't know that it was so important.”

“It was my mother's name, when she died from rat poisoning, I took on her name. I don't even recall my old one” Ramie whispered.

“Ginny patted Ramie's head.

“There, there.” She said sweetly. “Is that why you were so upset?”

“No, I'm upset that, well it may seem silly to you, but I don't have anything to eat.”

Ginny looked at her startled, “have you not been eating since we started this journey?”

“I have, but the only human food I like is crackers, and well, yours ran out yesterday” Ramie said sheepishly.

Ginny nodded “I wondered where they had gone.”

The mouse blushed bright red.

I didn't know mice could blush Ginny thought to herself.

“I can get you more, if you'd like.”

“Yes, yes please!”

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Once everybody had eaten and were refreshed from the week long stay they had at Egypt, Flame-Thrower took off, with Ginny carrying Drana, right behind him in her Dragon form.

Draco looked up and smirked. There was his constellation, Draco. The night always relaxed him. That's why he loved the astronomy tower so much, not only because it was a great play to snog and shag girls. He had always liked trying to find the constellations. His favorite was Orion. He didn't know why, it was just his favorite. Just like his favorite color was green, and his favorite type of food was mashed potato, his favorite constellation was Orion.

The mouse climbed onto his shoulder without Draco realizing it.

“Why are you so mean to that Weasley girl?” the mouse asked.

If Draco was surprised at seeing the mouse there he didn't show it.

“I don't know animal talk” Draco hissed at the mouse.

The mouse sighed and said very slowly, but in English “Why are you so mean to that Weasley girl?”

“Why should I explain myself to you? And how do you speak English?”

“You don't have to tell me why I was just curious, and I've lived around people long enough to pick up on their language. I can teach animal language if you want” Ramie asked.

“Aren't there different languages for each animal species” Draco asked looking haughty.

“No” the mouse replied “all those things about how we have our own languages are all lies; we speak one language when we want to talk to each other. Do you want to learn it or not?”

Draco sighed; he really didn't want to accept anything from such a small creature. Nut then wasn't there some story like that, with a mouse and a lion? The lion got stuck or something Draco thought.

His father had always said that, that story was a bunch of bull shit put together, one should never except favors from someone in a lower post, and then again everything his father said was bull shit.

“All right” he nodded. “But I swear to god” he said menacingly “If you tell anyone about this I'll kill you:

The mouse nodded obediently.

The mouse taught the whole night through, and by the end Draco knew a little of the language.

The day was dawning and so they landed.

“So, Silver dragons only fly at night?” Draco asked the mouse.

The mouse nodded. “Yes, they know how to during the day, but they prefer the night. Everybody always thinks that they just can't fly during the day. I s'pose they like it like that though.”

Draco nodded. He had no clue why the hell he was being civil to a mouse, but then again she was the only person he could talk to besides the little Weaslette, so he decided to scowl and bear it.

As much as the mouse pretended to, she didn't like Ginny all that much. The mouse thought that Ginny was annoying and too good. She played hero when she didn't have to. When fighting against the basilisk it is just a bit stupid to jump into it and stab blindly hoping that she wouldn't die, either the girl was lucky or the gods were on her side. Mouse decided that it must be the first reason.

Why would any god care that much about what mortals are doing?

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“Insolent fool!” the Lord hissed, “How could you have let them escape?”

“I-I-I'm so, so s-s-sorry, My Lord” the man said falling down to his knees and kissing the hem of Voldemort's robe.

“Get up, Goyle; if your son is as incompetent as you are, you'll both be dead.”

“Yes my lord, of course.” The man said stumbling out of the room.

Voldemort looked at the snake coiled around the rug.

“It looks like you will have some human blood at last Nagini” he said.

The snake hissed in response.

“No, not yet, but it is coming soon Nagini, I promise, very soon.”

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Animagus

Chapter 9

Disclaimer- I own nothing, blah, blah, blah!

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When I walk

In the valley of darkness and fear

I will not be afraid

Because you are with me

When I'm awake

And when I am asleep

I will not fear

Because I believe

Hermione ran to him.

“I was so scared!” she cried as she flung herself into his arms.

“Don't be” he told her “it's over now!”

“We won?” she asked.

“From where I stood, I couldn't see that winning was any better than losing.”

Hermione nodded at him.

“Not many died though; we had one of the luckiest battle's we've ever had.”

Hermione nodded again. She was so thankful; all of her friends had somehow made it out alive.

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“I told you to leave this place!” He screamed at her.

“I don't want to!” She said shaking her head defiantly.

“I don't care! Get out!” he roared.

Her face crumpled “don't do this” she whispered “you need me; you're just too scared to admit it!”

He nodded “You know you're right, why do you have to torture me so?”

“It's because I love you!” she said happily.

“Don't I know it!” he grabbed her and kissed her on the lips passionately.

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When a heart cries

Only God can hear it

It comes deep from with in the soul

When a man falls

Before he cries out

A simple prayer will save him

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“Help me” he said reaching up to the heavens.

“Avada Kedavra” a man hissed.

The spell hit the target than exploded.

The ground shook with the force. A blue light shot and hit the heart of Lucius Malfoy.

“I'm sorry master” he whispered “I tried.”

Lucius sighed painfully and hung his head in defeat.

“Goodbye, my son” he whispered to the boy standing above him and died.

Draco sank to his knees and cried.

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“Don't give up! The war isn't over yet! We can still win.” Ginny cried, grabbing onto Harry's arm.

He shook her off. “The hell with the war, I'm done giving up my life for this!”

“Harry-!” Ginny tried again but he cut her off.

“Do you know what I do every night Ginny?” I pray! I pray that Hermione will come back, I pray that she isn't really dead!”

Ginny took his hand in her own, and kissed it.

“She isn't gone Harry, she's at Hogwarts.”

He stared at her then kissed her on the cheek.

“Thank you Ginny!” He yelled, and ran.

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“Ginevra Weasley, wake up!” a voice called from above her.

Ginny blinked her eyes once or twice and looked up to see a woman who was a replica of herself.

“Delia” she whispered.

The woman nodded “we don't have much time”

Ginny nodded, although to what she had no clue.

“Listen to me carefully, the Goddess wants you to succeed on your journey and that is why she sent me to you, listen to what I have to say, for our time here is little!

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In the midst of my battles

When all hope was gone

Downtown in a rush crowd

I felt all alone

Every now and then I feel like I'll lose my mind

I've been racing for years

And there's still no finsh line

Then I climbeld the hills and saw the mountains

I hollered help cause I was lost

But I felt strong within

I heard small voice saying

Storm is over

I can feel the sunshine

I feel heaven

Won't you come and set me free

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Draco Malfoy looked down at the beautiful girl sleeping in front of him, and then smirked. He kicked her, hard.

“Get up Weasel! Why must you always be the one to keep us waiting?”

Ginny moaned in pain as she clutched her stomach, this definitely was not the Malfoy that she'd went to the ball with! She slowly rose to her feet taking a deep breath.

“You okay?” Drana whispered to her. “If you want I could teach the bastard a lesson!”

Ginny nodded her head, “we'll get him later, after the journey!”

Sorrel sighed, she loved Ginny, really she did, and it's just that she made everyone around her seem like the devil, honestly, how much goodness can a person have?

Drana mounted Flame-Thrower, and hit his butt.

“Giddy up!” she cried laughing.

Draco looked at the over-grown cat weirdly. As if he could have understood what she said, but no it couldn't be.

Ginny transfigured herself into a raven; they flew fast and were hard to see. She rose up in the air and circled them a few times. Mouse climbed onto Draco's shoulder and smirked. “Ready?” she asked He nodded his head, but as to what he had no clue, but he didn't voice his confusion, Malfoy's never did. He raked his hand threw his hair and they rose up off the ground. Ginny was flying a few feet ahead of them, letting the air rush in her face. She loved the feeling of flying, that's why she loved quidditch so much! It cleared her mind.

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It was early morning when they landed on the shores of Africa. They were lost, and they, well Draco being they, wouldn't admit it.

“We're not lost” he cried “Malfoy just don't get lost, they don't stop for help, they don't show emotion and they don't get lost!”

“I suppose they also don't beat their children!” Ginny spat out, finally fed up with him.

Draco stopped walking and whirled around, “What did you just say?” he asked her.

She held her head up defiantly, and repeated what she said.

“Bitch” he growled.

“Fine” Ginny said to him “if you think I'm such a bitch, then I'll just go back to Hogwarts.”

“Fine!”

Flame-Throwers heart wrenched in pain and sadness, they would never be able to fight anyone now, and he may as well take the young Malfoy back also.

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They landed back at Hogwarts in the middle of the night, and Dumbledore was there to greet them.

He nodded his head at both of them. “I hope you know what you have done.” He whispered to them sadly, and then walked into the castle.

Ginny followed as she hung her head in shame. Draco stood outside for a little while longer before he too went to bed.

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Ginny wasn't hungry the next morning, she was tired. She slept the whole day through. Her bed was nice and warm, and her pillows soft and fluffy, she did not dream at all that night for which she was thankful for. The next morning she got up and went to breakfast, not ready for the pain that awaited her there.

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Chapter 10

Disclaimer- I own nothing, except for the plot, and even a little of that I borrowed!

Dedicated to all my reviewers!

Chapter 10

Ginny woke up dazed and confused in the hospital wing, she looked up at Madame Pomfrey.

“What happened?” she asked. Madame Pomfrey looked away and smiled sadly.

“I don't know, I was hoping, Ms. Weasley that you would be able to tell me”

Ginny was going to shake her head no, but found that it hurt too much.

“I don't know either” she whispered.

At that moment Ron came bursting in with Harry and Hermione trailing behind him. He ran over to Ginny.

“What happened Gin?” he yelled.

“Please don't yell, Ron!” Ginny asked weakly.

Ron apparently didn't understand the meaning of lowering his voice and continued on yelling until Madame Pomfrey threw them out of the hospital wing.

“Take this Ms. Weasley, it will help you sleep.”

Ginny nodded, and took the potion, when she awoke Drana was curled up in a ball, right next to Ginny's head.

Ginny reached out a hand to stroke her.

“Hey” she whispered to the cat.

The cat yawned sleepily and purred her hello.

“I have a question for you” Drana said.

“What is it?” Ginny asked.

“Well, in muggle, and the wizarding world there is such a thing as pets, now I would never degrade myself to something as low as that” Drana was rambling “but I want to protect you and all, so I think you should keep me by your side for classes and stuff, because obviously you can't take of yourself!”

Drana looked up at Ginny her purple eyes sparkling with mischief. Ginny laughed, and nodded “of course!”

“By the way Ginny, you've been asleep for three days.”

Ginny looked at Drana. Three days, and this is the first time Ron came to visit her? She thought dejectedly. For three days her brother ignored her pain, and came only because she had woken up, and that was of course to scream at her. It always was. Little Ginny always had to be protected!

Drana looked at Ginny's upset face and immediately told her to go back to sleep, and she'll feel better in the morning, and that is exactly what happened.

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The next morning Ginny was let out of the Hospital Wing after a thorough inspection from Madame Pomfrey. She went down to breakfast, Drana at her side. Her first class was potions and she was a little nervous to see if Snape would let her keep her pet or not. She sat at the far end of Gryffindor table where no one would bother her and ate her breakfast silently, while Drana made little slurping noises here and there.

The bell rang and she grabbed her books and headed down to Potions. She was there early and sat down in her usual seat. She took out her notebook and quill. The second bell rang and all the students came in, staring weirdly at Drana, who hissed at them.

Professor Snape walked in and looked at the animal, but said nothing and started to teach his lesson.

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Ginny wasn't really hungry but Drana made her go to lunch anyhow. Harry Potter came over to her and let out a breath.

“Hey” he said.

“Hi.”

“Listen Ginny” he began “I'm so sorry, I don't know what came over me the day that Dumbledore said that you were going, and not me! I'm really, really sorry! Please forgive me!”

Ginny looked surprised, but nodded her head and told him she forgave him.

She continued on with her eating until she heard the people around her talking.

“Look” one Ravenclaw girl said to another “isn't that Ginny Weasley? She's really pretty!” The whole school seemed to be talking about her, and she didn't like it.

She finished her lunch and stood up; her next class was Care of Magical Creatures with Hagrid.

She and Drana walked down to his hut and waited there with all the other Gryffindor 6^th years.

They learnt about Nundu's, which was quite strange because Ginny knew all about them already, her next class was History of Magic but she was tired and so decided to skip it.

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Ginny woke up in the morning to a knock on her door; Hermione walked in.

“Morning' Ginny” she said. Ginny grunted and covered her head with a pillow.

“Dumbledore would like to see you.”

Ginny sighed; as much as she and her family loved Dumbledore she wished the old man would just let her sleep late on Saturdays!

She got up and yawned, not bothering to change out from her pajamas she came to Dumbledore in green sweat pants and a white t-shirt, with her slippers on. She walked up the spiral staircase, Drana by her side, tripping, and knocked on the door.

“Come in.” Ginny walked inside, and just as she expected she saw Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy in the room. She plopped down into one of the comfy chairs.

“Good morning Ms. Weasley.” Dumbledore said, his eyes twinkling brightly, “so good of you to join us.”

Ginny smiled and nodded at him.

“On to business than!” he cried, clapping his hands together and startling everyone in the room.

“What's the cat doing here?” Draco asked interrupting Dumbledore.

“Well” the headmaster began “I believe she came with Ms. Weasley, anyway as I was saying, the three of you will be resuming your training with Mr. Black as of tomorrow. I expect that he shall see you there at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning.”

They nodded and trudge out of his office like the sleep deprived teenagers they were.

Ginny tripped over her feet and crashed into Draco Malfoy who was walking in front of her. They both went sprawling, and Harry came to help Ginny up.

“You okay?” he asked her in a brotherly way. She smiled at him.

“I'm fine.” She answered.

Draco got up and brushed his clothes off. “Next time Weasley” he sneered “watch where you're walking.” He walked away and she stuck her tongue out at him.

“There is quidditch practice now, Gin” Harry told her, interrupting her tongue-festival.

Ginny nodded, and both went down to the pitch.

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Ginny was still flying after practice was over, and everyone went inside to lunch. She loved the air, she loved how the breeze would make her hair fly out around her like a blanket of fire, and most of all she loved being able to see into the forbidden forest, since she wasn't able to go there she just looked from a birds-eye-view.

She looked down and saw a figure waving like a maniac.

“Gin come inside, it's freezing” screamed Hermione up to her.

Ginny sighed, she loved Hermione really, but for one year could she just not play mother dearest? It annoyed it annoyed Ginny to no end. She sighed and hurtled down next to Hermione, she got off her broom and they both walked inside. Drana was waiting for her inside, and all three walked into lunch.

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Ginny was sitting on her bed, with Drana curled up by her side, thinking.

“Drana?” she asked.

“Hmm?” the cat replied lazily.

“Do you know what happened to me? You know, five days ago that I ended up at the hospital wing with you being my protector? Anyway if you do I'd really like to know!”

Drana opened one eye, but kept the other eye shut tightly.

“I don't” she confessed, “but with me protecting you it will never ever happen again!”

Drana had said this so confidently that it was hard for Ginny not to believe her, and so she nodded her head and went to sleep.

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Ginny woke up the next morning and went to her lesson with Sirius, and for the first time she was the first one there. She didn't come with Drana because as much as Drana wanted to protect Ginny, she needed her sleep. Ginny sat down on one of the chairs and waited about five minutes, until Draco came in next.

“Hello” Ginny said, trying to make a polite conversation with him.

He looked her up and down and sneered.

That's it! Ginny thought!

She got up and slapped him across the face.

“I'm sick and tired of you treating me like garbage, and like dirt underneath the bottom of you shoe, because I am so much better then you! If you just would shut up and take the time to know me and understand me you would realize that and stop being such an arrogant bastard!” she shrieked. When she realized he was still ignoring her she started on another tyrant, and fit.

Holy shit, Draco thought to himself, does this girl ever shut up? He was getting a really big headache from all her rants and so he shut her up the only way he knew how, he kissed her.

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Dumbledore was sitting in his office with Harry and Sirius, all three of them looking into the little crystal ball that he held in his hand.

“This” Dumbledore said “is why I didn't want you going to that lesson today.”

Sirius smiled, and Harry looked at both of them like they were nuts.

“Ron is going to kill them both!” he cried. “And then when he's done with them he's going to come after me!”

Sirius laughed at him. “Calm down Harry” he said “everything is going to be fine!”

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Title: Animagus

Rating: R

Dedicated: All my reviewers!

Ginny sat on her bed running her fingers over her lips again, and again. She could still taste him. He tasted like mint-chocolate chip, her favorite ice cream flavor. She kept replaying the scene in her head.

He kissed her. It was something that she'd wanted to do to him for such a long time now, but she just wouldn't do it. It soon stopped being a kiss and turned into who could hold their breath the longest. Draco won, but it was because he'd had so much more practice.

He smirked at her, but she realized that she liked his smirk; it was almost a smile if you look really close.

“Valentines day is tomorrow” Ginny said, looking up at the calendar on the wall. She didn't say it as if she were excited; she said it as if she were saying a fact.

Draco raised an eyebrow.

“Is it really?” he asked her.

She nodded, “are you getting anyone anything?” This was so weird; she Ginny Weasley was having a normal conversation with Draco Malfoy.

“No” he replied.

“Neither am I” she said, wanting to talk to him as long as possible.

She plopped down on the floor, and Draco made as if to leave the room.

“Don't go?” It was more of a question than a statement, she didn't know why she asked it, and she definitely didn't expect him to stay.

He nodded and sat down next to her.

What was wrong with him? Draco thought silently. Why is Weasley doing this to him? Why the hell did he agree to stay?

Ginny looked at Draco, with her brown eyes shining with happiness. He couldn't help but feel a little proud that he had made her happy.

Shit, Draco thought, his dad was going to kill him if he ever heard he kissed, or sat next to a Weasley. Ginny apparently sensed what he was thinking and smiled, small and a little sad.

“It's okay” she whispered. “You can go.”

Draco looked at her, stood up, than left. Ginny sighed and than went back to her own dormitory.

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Harry Potter was thinking. He took out a quill and paper and started to write.

Hermione,

I'm really sorry that I can't tell you this in person, but I'm scared. I'm really sorry for what I told you last month, and I know that you've never really gotten over it. I should never have told you that I didn't like you and all those other things I said, because they're all lies. The only reason why I said them was to keep you safe, but now I can't deal with not being with you. I love you Hermione! I hope it's not too late, Have a happy valentines.

Harry

Harry looked at what he wrote and grimaced. It wasn't very neat, or very good but at the same time it said exactly what he meant. He whistled to Hedwig.

“Give this to Hermione tomorrow for Valentines. The owl hooted softly and affectionately nipped his fingers. Hedwig flew out of the window.

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Ginny woke up in the morning feeling refreshed, and went downstairs into the Great Hall. It was Valentines and the hall was decorated with hearts and flowers, and everything imaginable. Ginny sat down next to Natalie.

“Hey Nat!” Ginny whispered to her. Natalie looked at her, but said nothing.

“What's wrong?” Ginny asked. Natalie looked Ginny up and down before sneering.

“I don't understand you Ginny!” she hissed. “You've ignored me for weeks, you went off on a secret adventure and don't tell me, and you still think I'm going to talk to you? Think again!”

Ginny looked at Natalie like she had been smacked. She had just lost her best friend. Tears welled up in her eyes. “I'm sorry!” she choked out, before she ran out of the Great Hall tears streaming down her face, with Drana scampering after her. She threw herself on her bed crying her eyes out for hours. She finally stood up grabbed her broom and cloak and went into Dumbledore's office, where Harry, Draco and Sirius were discussing something. She didn't bother knocking anymore she stormed in.

“I'm leaving” she told them. “I can't take it anymore, my best friend hates me now, and I've decided that it's time to end this war before it begins, because if it does than friends will turn to enemy's and I am just sick and tired of all the hate around here!” she screamed the last part, and breathed heavily.

All four of the men looked at Ginny as if she was crazy.

“Weasley” Draco started “you can't just waltz up to the dark lord and Avada Kedavra him! It's impossible!”

She looked at him “I don't really care.”

“Ms. Weasley, you can't go by yourself-“Dumbledore said before he was cut of by Ginny.

“What?” she snorted “are you going to send Draco? We all know only how well that worked out last time!”

“Wait another day” Dumbledore told her. “And yes, I plan on sending Draco with you again.”

Ginny screamed in frustration “I can do it myself!”

“Ginny that's enough!” Dumbledore cried his eyes flashing with anger. All in the room cowered back, this was the first time anyone had seen him really angry.

“You said you wanted peace Ms. Weasley, and now I'm offering it to you and to Mr. Malfoy, you shall leave tomorrow together!”

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Draco groaned in frustration, he did not want to go on another little escapade searching for Voldie, doing good here and there, but it looked like he had no choice. He sighed and flopped down on his bed.

Goodbye beautiful bed he thought silently to himself.

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The next day Ginny was up and ready really early. She went into Dumbledore's office.

“I don't want to go with the Dragons” she stated.

Dumbledore raised a silver eyebrow. “And why is that?” he asked.

“Because he'll slow us down.”

Dumbledore nodded, accepting her answer.

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Draco mounted his broom and flew into the sky, with Ginny behind him. They were flying at a steady pace. Ginny caught up with Draco and soon they were flying alongside each other. They finally stopped at sunset. They landed on the shores of the Nile.

“Do you know where we are going?” Ginny asked him.

“Nope.”

“So when we were with Flame-Thrower, he didn't tell you where we were headed?”

“He may have” Draco answered her.

Ginny nodded, not pressing the subject. She quietly laid down in the sand. She shivered. It got freezing in the desert at night. Her teeth were chattering really hard.

Draco sighed and took off his cloak and put it around her. He than sat down next to her and both fell asleep.

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Drana was in Dumbledore's office screaming at him.

“You idiot” she cried, it wasn't as if he could understand her anyway. “Why would you let them go ALONE on a stupid journey, when they don't know where the hell they're going? Are you deranged, or just a moron?”

Dumbledore chuckled, true he couldn't understand the cat, but he got the gist of it from her angry meows.

“Go back to your dormitory.” He told her, before calling McGonagall into his office.

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Hermione re-read the letter Harry sent her.

“He loves me” she whispered out loud. A smile broke out on her face, and tears of happiness came to her eyes. She loved him, and he loved her. It will be a happy ever after for them! She thought.

She fell asleep dreaming about Harry.

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“Ginevra Weasley” Delia's voice said.

Ginny looked around and yawned. “Where are you?” she asked.

“That does not matter, what matters is that you get to were you are going safely. You and that Malfoy are getting quite…how to put this-“

“Chummy?” Ginny supplied “Friendly…”

“Yes” Delia said.

“So?” Ginny asked her.

“No reason”

This was just a little strange. They were talking to each other like they were old friends.

“Where are we going anyway?”

Delia shrugged her shoulder gracefully her eyes sparkling with mischief.

“That, you will have to find out for yourself, goodbye.”

“Wait!” Ginny called “Then why did you come here?” But Delia was already gone, and so Ginny got no answer.

She sighed “This is just peachy!”

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Lord Voldemort sat in a dark room, with death eaters surrounding him.

“Find them” he hissed.

The followers nodded and left through the door, cloaks billowing out behind them.

A man apparated home, and sat down in the middle of his entrance hall.

Tears streamed down his face. “What have I done?” he muttered to himself over and over again.

“Oh sweet Circe, what have I done?”

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Title: Animagus

Rating: R

Dedicated: To Ginny65432, for all your lovely reviews

Ginny was pacing a long the shore of the great river. She took of her shoes and put her feet in.

Where are we going? She thought, depressed. We don't even know if we're going the right way? Maybe we aren't going the right way, maybe we should turn around!

Ginny let out a frustrated groan before sitting on the sand, playing in the water with her feet. She was so bored, and wished that she had something to do.

She looked around to see if anyone was watching her, no one was. Draco was still sleeping, his back turned toward her.

Should I do it? She asked herself. She decided she would. She took off her shirt and jeans and dove into the warm river. She dunked her head under, and shook her hair all around. She dove to the bottom and hit the sand, and rocks. She pushed up with her feet sending her rapidly out of the water.

She giggled, and floated on her back for a while.

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Draco was awakened from his sleep by a loud splash. He rolled over and he saw the littlest Weasley practically naked swimming in the river. He felt something hardening and groaned silently.

Why the fuck did the stupid bint have to be so damn hot? He growled angrily to himself. He rolled back over onto his side, so the Weaslette couldn't torture him with something he couldn't have.

About a half hour later Ginny came out of the River and laid in the sun to dry, making sure to keep a close watch. When she felt like she was dry enough she slowly slipped into her clothes, and decided to wake Draco up.

A wicked idea crossed her mind, and she bent over him and kissed him, a bit timidly, on the lips.

Draco felt the kiss, and kissed her back turning the kiss from timid to passionate. He grabbed the back of her head and she fell on top of him. Draco's tongue coaxed her to open up her lips for him, which she did. They laid there kissing for sometime, until Ginny broke away. Her face turned a pretty shade of pink.

“I think we should, you know, get going…” she muttered.

Draco smirked, and nodded. They were on their brooms, and flew into the morning sky.

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The man sat in his chair, his head rested in his hands, still crying.

“Pull yourself together!” Screamed his wife said she came bursting into the room. “I told you that it would end this way, didn't I?” she asked her voice laced with anger.

The man nodded his head, not daring to meet the furious face of his wife.

“Look at me when I talk to you” she shrieked angrily, talking to him as he if he was a small child.

The man looked up at her and winced. His wife's eyes were almost black from fury, her face was flushed, and her lips were quivering.

“I didn't know…” he whispered to her. This seemed to enrage the woman more.

“Don't give me that” the wife snapped “I told you!”

The man looked down and covered his face.

The woman glared at him, before turning and walking out of the room.

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Dumbledore sat back and watched as the students filed into the Great Hall. They all took seats at their tables until all but two seats were filled.

Dumbledore cleared his throat.

“Sonorous” he cried.

“Good evening students” he said, his voice louder than everyone else's. “I want to tell you something, very important.”

All the children looked at him with expectant eyes.

“I want to talk to you about the war that will happen when Voldemort attacks.”

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Ginny was flying ahead of Draco, looping and twirling with her broom, a happy smile on her face. She dove for ground, than came swooping out laughing to herself.

Both of them saw ground, and looked at each other. They landed, and got off their brooms.

They were lost, again, but neither of them cared. They both lay down on the ground, Draco's arm around her. She snuggled into his chest, feeling safe, no matter how dangerous their situation was. They looked at the sunset, both of them wondering what they were doing, and who they were. Ginny was the first one to fall asleep in Draco's arms.

When morning came they both woke up and started on their journey, only this time they started to walk.

They walked for at least 10 miles before finding a small town, where they were able to get a room for one, and some dinner, for theirs had run out a few nights ago. The second they were done eating they fell into the queen sized bed and fell asleep. Ginny was too tired to complain that it was improper to share a bed with him.

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“Hello again, Ginevra” Delia smiled.

“Why are you always here?” Ginny asked her, a little upset. “Why can't I just have normal dreams about Draco? Or about pretty little ponies? Why does it always have to be with you telling me that I'm going off top fight the world, and be a hero?”

Delia laughed “It isn't my fault; it was who you were born to be.”

“Well, why couldn't I have been born someone else?” she grunted.

Delia smiled at her “Don't worry, this time I just came to chat.”

“About what?” Ginny asked her.

“About anything you want, about any questions you have for me.”

Ginny thought a moment. “Who am I?”

Delia looked confused. “You are Ginevra Rowena Weasley.” She answered.

“That's not what I meant. When I was eleven and I went to try on the sorting hat, it told me that it didn't know where to place me. It told me that I should belong in Gryffindor, for my brave heart, but it said that I was also cunning and sly. It also said that what it thinks is that I belong in Ravenclaw, because I have so much of Rowena in me, not in the way I looked, but in the way I acted. What house were you in?”

“I wasn't in a house” answered Delia.

“Really?” Ginny asked.

“Really.”

“Oh well, then you can't really answered my question can you?”

Delia shook her head, no.

“I have a few more.” Does this mean that I'm er, well related to Draco?”

Delia shook her head no, once again. “Of course not! Darius and I were not able to have children, I was barren.”

“Oh” Ginny said “I'm sorry.”

“Don't be” Delia replied.

“This is my last question, actually it was my first but you didn't answer. Why me?”

Delia looked away. “You were chosen. The goddess has had her eye upon you ever since you were born. She has taken great interest in you Ginevra.”

“Who is the goddess?” Ginny asked her.

“I can't tell you. I wish you luck on the rest of your journey!”

And Delia disappeared.

She keeps doing that Ginny thought to herself. Only this time Ginny didn't wake up. She stood up off the rock that she always seemed to sit on, and really looked around her. She saw a little pond, with a small waterfall, beds of roses, but they were the strangest things, they had no thorns. Ginny reached out to touch one and felt so refreshed. She wasn't hungry or tired or anything. She took a few for the road. She continued walking down the path, and again saw another bed of roses, but these were black with twisted vines and sharp looking thorns. Ginny knew she shouldn't touch them, but they held such a compelling look about them. She reached out her hand, and was pricked by a thorn, but that didn't stop her. She touched the rose, and it came alive. It snaked up her arm, leaving red marks on her arm were the thorns cut her. The rose went down her arm again, making the marks deeper. When the rose fell of there was a picture on her arm. It was of a blood red rose, twisting around a serpent. On the stem of the rose it said something. Ginny looked harder.

“La Diosa” she whispered out loud, The Goddess. She looked at the serpent seeing if there was something on that, there was.

El Dio, the god. Ginny traced the picture with her finger, before falling back to reality.

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Ginny woke up, and looked down at her arm, and there it was just as how she saw it in her dream, the tattoo that bound her to The Goddess, she smiled and went into the inn's shower.

She slowly stripped, and turned the water on. She stepped inside ad closed her eyes, feeling so good to take a shower. She spent at least a half an hour in there before getting dressed, than walking out.

She saw Draco still sleeping; she went over and woke him up.

“Go take a shower, we need to go.”

He yawned, and nodded, but went back to sleep.

Ginny groaned in frustration, she kept waking him up, until he listened to her.

They left the inn, and continued the rest of their journey on foot.

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Hermione was sitting in the library. She had stacks of books sitting in front of her, about the war to come. If her friend was going to help fight and start it, she was going to help fight and end it!

She was reading a book called “The Last War” by an anonymous source, when she suddenly found what she was looking for. She jumped out of her chair and rain out of the library, not listening to Madame Pince telling her to come back because she had to check the book out.

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Harry was sitting in the common room playing chess with Ron.

“Pawn to D5” Ron said. The pawn moved, and took Harry's Queen. Harry looked down at the chess board, he really wasn't in the mood to play but Ron had asked him.

“Queen to E4” Harry said.

“Harry?” Ron asked looking at him as if he had hit his head. “I just took your queen.”

“Oh” Harry said looking down at the chessboard seeing that this indeed was the truth.

“Bishop to E4” he corrected himself.

“Knight to E4” Ron said, about to explode. “Checkmate” he cried out triumphantly when the knight broke the bishop in half.

“Good game, Ron” Harry said, before getting up, and walking out of the Common Room, leaving a very confused Ron stranded there to pick up all the chess pieces.

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“God Weasley, can't you just change your shape into something with a tracking device?” Draco asked for the 45^th time that hour.

“Well if you would have let me stop for direction we wouldn't be having this problem now, would we?” she shor back.

“Oh right!” Draco started sarcastically “because I'm sure that if we went up to someone and asked them were Lord Voldemort's castle is they wouldn't put us in an insane asylum.”

Ginny stared at him than stuck her tongue out, before realizing something.

She let out a shriek of happiness.

“What is it now Weasley?”

“I know where Lore Voldemort is!” she cried.

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“Are you sure?” Dumbledore asked Hermione. “Are you positive that, that is where he is hiding?”

Hermione shook her head fervently.

“He's hiding in the chamber of secrets Professor, I'm sure of it!”

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Title- Animagus

Rating- R

Ginny and Draco were running back to the hotel were they had left their brooms, when Draco suddenly stopped.

He gasped for air, and put his hands on his knees, breathing.

“Weasley, can't you just transform and carry us to Hogwarts?”

“I could” she replied, “but than when we got there I would be exhausted…”

“You're exhausted now, Weasley!” he pointed out.

Ginny was about to make some sort of witty comment back, when a woman materialized in front of them. The woman had long black wavy hair, with purple eyes.

“Hello, my chosen” she said, her voice was as ruff as thousands of dogs barking, but as beautiful as a child's laughter.

Ginny and Draco stared at her dumbstruck.

“I am the Goddess of Wisdom, Beauty, Love and War” she told them “and I have come here to tell you a story, sit down.”

They sat on the ground, and The Goddess begun her tale.

“A little girl was born in the winter, December 12^th. One night the little when the girl was going to bed, she asked her mother to tell her a story: “Mommy, tell me a story?” asked a four year old little girl.

The mother gave her a small sad smile, “not tonight sweetie, how about tomorrow?”

The girl seemed to think about this before nodding excitedly, her baby curls bouncing up and down.

The mother sighed, kissed the girl's head and walked out as she closed the door she whispered her goodnight and could barely make it to her own room she was that tired. Her husband came up behind her and kissed her cheek.

“Come Molly, you must be exhausted”

“Oh Arthur, I can't do this!”

“Hush Molly, of course you can” her husband whispered.

What no one realized was that their little girl had crept up to listen to the conversation, which gave her something to think about during her dreams.

The girl grew up and went off to Hogwarts. Her brother ignored her, and her only company was the diary of a man named Tom Marvalo Riddle. She tried to tell people what he was doing to her, she tried to tell them that she was the one petrifying all those people, but she couldn't. And so it turned into a dangerous game for her, and one day for her, it turned deadly. She was taken into the Chamber. Harry Potter, brave, and foolish came to the girl's rescue, and killed the monster snake. The monster, which was a man though, was still left in the girl's memory. He was in her dreams, in her every movement. But there was something more to it. Why did Voldemort choose her to kill? Her professor's researched for months until they found what they were looking for. This girl was of the chosen, she held power and beauty, so Voldemort wanted her dead lest she would be on the light side. The girl was haunted by the man and so in the girl's third year Sirius Black came and helped her fight all of the dark images. She-“

Before the Goddess was able to finish her sentence, another figure materialized in front of them, only this time it was a man.

“Hello, cousin” he said speaking to the Goddess; he turned his attention to the two people who were sitting on the floor, but now were standing as a sign of respect.

“Hello” he told them “I'm Godric Gryffindor, God of War, Wisdom, Beauty, and Love. I am the male version of my cousin here.”

Draco raised an eyebrow “you can't be Gryffindor he's dead, and he isn't a God.”

Godric sighed “why does everyone always think that?” he turned around asking the Goddess, who just rolled her eyes at him.

“Oh I know!” he said triumphantly, with a spark of mischief in his eyes “it's because we didn't want people to know that we were the Gods that they prayed to, far too much publicity” he said, winking at Ginny. He turned to his cousin yet again, “so did you introduce yourself?” he asked her.

“I didn't, I was going after the story, but you interrupted!” she said indignantly.

He smiled “may as well do it now.”

She snarled at him, but did as he said. She walked over to them. “Hello I am Rowena Ravenclaw.” She said in a bored tone.

Ginny looked at her, she looked and acted much different than Ginny would have expected. Ginny thought that she would be nice and friendly, because the hat told her that they were so much alike, perhaps the hat was wrong though?

“Every founder is a God. We all have one chosen one. Ginevra is mine, while Draco is Godric's.”

“But I'm in Slytherin” Draco protested.

“What is you point?” Rowena asked him.

“Nothing” he growled. Rowena smiled, on to the hard part she thought to herself. She walked to Ginny and gently took a piece of her Ginny's hair in her hand. She stroked it.

“It's a beautiful color, Helga did well.”

Ginny looked at her confused. “This isn't you, you are not Ginevra Weasley.”

Ginny looked as if she were about to cry. Not a Weasley? She had to be a Weasley! She had the Weasley…everything!

“I have to be a Weasley!” Ginny protested.

Rowena looked at the child “But your not, you are not Ginevra Rowena Weasley, you are Ginevra Rowena Ravenclaw. I am your mother.”

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Draco was listening to all of this and stared in shock at Ginny, he then turned to face Godric; he grabbed Draco by the sleeves and pulled him away from the two women.

“Who's her father?” Draco asked Godric.

Godric blushed “I am.”

Draco stared at him “that's just…wrong!” he said, not able to think of anything else to say.

Godric looked up and chuckled “Why? We're cousins who are in love, what is so wrong about that?”

Draco was about to point out the fact that he had sex with his cousin, but thought better about it, who wants to argue with a God?

“You said before that all of the Gods had chosen's, who are they?”

Godric smiled, he liked this boy, very blunt. “Helga Hufflepuff chose a stupid girl. Helga knew that the girl would never be destined for greatness, but Helga always was the sweet kind, so she chose the girl to support her when times get rough, the girl's name was Susan Bones. Salazar” Godric spat the name as if it left a bad taste in his mouth “chose Voldemort.”

Draco nodded “so Potter isn't one of the chosen?” he asked. Godric shook his head no. “As a chosen” Draco began “do I get any privileges?”

Godric stared at the boy than started laughing.

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Ginny didn't understand. This couldn't be true! She couldn't be the daughter of two Gods! Than that would make her a Goddess!

Rowena smiled as she read her daughters mind “you are a Goddess, you're a Goddess of Beauty, War, and Wisdom. You have most of our powers except for love. Though you are my daughter you are a mortal, and so you can be killed.”

Ginny shook her head, this couldn't be happening! “If I'm your daughter, than how can I be related to Delia? She asked triumphantly.

“She was also my chosen” Rowena smiled “you are related to all chosen's, even though all chosen's are not related to me, just you.”

Ginny felt like she was going to cry. Rowena came over to her and hugged her tightly.

“Don't cry, darling.” She whispered. Ginny looked at her mother, “I probably don't look like this, so if you would please change me to how I would look now if Helga hadn't changed me?” Ginny asked.

“Are you sure?” Rowena asked her “if you don't like how you look we can always change you back.

Ginny nodded “I'm sure, I want to see how I look.”

Rowena raised her hand and placed on Ginny's head. Both women closed their eyes, and when they opened, Ginny Weasley was nowhere to be seen, standing in front of Rowena was a woman about 5'6 feet in height, with black hair that fell in ringlets down her back, with piercing purple eyes with amber flecks in them.

This was her daughter, this was Ginevra Rowena Ravenclaw

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Title- Animagus

Rating- R

Ginny took the mirror that her mother was holding out to her. She looked inside and gasped at what she saw, she was radiant, a little scary, but radiant all the same. But she wasn't sure whether or not she wanted to look like this. She touched her curly hair, it was so smooth. She looked down at her body and saw that she had grown in other places as well, not only was she a good four inches taller, she had fuller hips, and had filled out a little more in the chest department.

When Draco and Godric were done having their conversation they walked back to Ginny and Rowena.

“Sweet Circe!” Draco whispered, as he looked at Ginny than averted his eyes, she was beautiful, so much so that it hurt to look at her. Ginny smiled at him. Dr

Godric smiled “my princess” he said kissing Ginny on the cheek. Ginny smiled a sad smile, her dad, Arthur, used to call her his princess.

“So are you going to stay like this?” Rowena asked her. Ginny shrugged her shoulders in response.

“I suppose I will for now.”

Accepting that as an answer Rowena clapped her hands together “come” she said, “We must get to Hogwarts.”

The rest of them nodded, and all four of them clasped each other hands.

Ginny slipped hers into Draco's hand, and Rowena's. She loved the feel of Draco's hand; it was powerful, and soothing. Ginny closed her eyes, and listened to the words her parent's spoke.

“Portarci a Hogwarts dove la guerra inizierà Giù nell'inferno, e la casa di Poteri di peccato Combinati, gli

Dei sono come un”

Ginny didn't understand what they said, but Draco did. He let out a sharp breath, “shit” he muttered, before they were gone.

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Once they landed, Ginny stumbled and fell on Draco. They tumbled onto the ground. Ginny quickly stood up brushing her clothes off, and blowing the black hair out of her eyes.

“Sorry” she said.

Draco got up, and smirked, he wouldn't mind it if she fell on him again.

All four of them walked into the castle.

Ginny walked next to her mother, it was dinner time and so everyone was in the Great Hall. Godric pushed, and held the door open for them

“Albus” Rowena cried, walking towards the staff table, all heads looked up.

Godric followed his lover to the staff table, while Draco and Ginny stood at the entrance looking uncomfortable.

Godric turned around “well don't just stand there!” he told the two chosen.

Draco and Ginny, who no one recognized, inched slowly to the head table.

“Oh do hurry it up!” Godric huffed, smiling.

He started humming to himself, a nice tune that Ginny had heard once before, but she couldn't place.

“Oh Godric,” Rowena cried exasperated “do shut up!”

People let out a gasp of surprise, Godric?

“That's impossible!” Hermione whispered to Ron “he's dead!”

“Mione, he could be a new student.”

Hermione just raised her eyebrows, and let out a sigh.

Godric laughed at Rowena but stopped humming; he walked over to Ginny and Draco, and whispered something in their ears. Ginny laughed, Draco just smirked.

“Isn't that Draco?” Harry asked, even though everyone knew it was because he hadn't changed.

“Yes”

“Well then, where is Ginny?” Harry enquired, not really expecting an answer from anyone at the table. Ron's head snapped up, his eyes searched around the room, and than landed on the fourth person, the Girl.

Ron jumped out of his seat, and launched himself at Draco.

“Where is my sister?” he screamed trying to punch Draco. “What did you do to her, you evil conniving little bastard?”

Ginny grabbed her brother off of Draco, and glared at him.

“Who are you?” Ron spat at her, not looking, not caring, he just wanted his sister.

“Is this how your house acts, Godric?” Rowena asked, mocking him.

Godric turned bright red, and Draco smirked, it looks like Gods could be embarrassed

Nobody in the room understood what the hell was going on, and was also as confused as they were curious.

Ginny rolled her eyes at her `brother' and was about to tell him who she was when Ron flung another punch at the already weak Draco. This time the punch was stopped by Godric.

“Good job” Rowena said applauding him sarcastically.

“Oh stop being such a Slytherin!” he hissed at her. Rowena just smiled, and turn back to Albus.

“I think I should have told Rowena to change me back” Ginny told Draco quietly.

He smirked and draped an arm around her waist.

When Rowena was done speaking to Dumbledore she went over to Ron who had sat back down in his seat, and was glaring at Draco.

“Do you really want to know where your sister is?” she asked him kindly.

Ron looked up at the woman and nodded.

“She is standing right next to Draco Malfoy”

Ron looked at the Black haired and purple eyes girl standing next to Malfoy, and snorted.

“That” he said pointing at her, as if she were an object “isn't my sister” he told her. Rowena shook her head “Believe what you will” she told him.

Ginny sighed “Ronald Weasley you stop right now!”

“Ginny” Ron screamed and ran towards her, hugging her. “I was so worried about you! What have you done to your hair…and your eyes?” he asked her without stopping for a breath.

“Can we do this somewhere else?” she asked him.

He shook his head no, “I want to know right now!”

Ginny sighed and looked at the man by her side, Draco, for help. Ron saw this “What is he doing with his arm wrapped around you, Ginevra Rowena Weasley?”

Ginny got fed up with him.

“That's not my name!” she hissed at him. He looked confused “of course that's your name!”

“No it isn't” Ginny yelled, becoming very childish. “My name is Ginevra Rowena Ravenclaw!” she stamped her foot.

Ron looked shell shocked “Stop it Ginny! Don't lie; what are you gaining out if this?”

“He is as stubborn as you!” Rowena said, talking to Godric. “That's why he is in Gryffindor, you ninny!” he told her smiling.

Rowena laughed and kissed his cheek “that's why he's in Gryffindor” she repeated.

“What do I gain from what Ronald?” she asked him “from not lying, for telling you the truth when you won't believe me?” she was shrieking now, the whole hall was staring at her, but she couldn't help it.

Rowena placed a hand on her shoulder “hush” she whispered comfortingly, and led Ginny out of the Great Hall.

Once they were outside Ginny burst into tears.

“Maybe you should change me back” she said. Rowena sighed sadly.

“If that is what you want…”

Ginny saw the sadness in her mothers eyes, and she felt really, really guilty.

“Maybe I can be half and half.” Ginny said, trying to cheer her up. Rowena nodded.

“All right” She passed a hand over Ginny's head, and whispered some words. Her hair tuned a redder black, because it was shimmering with blood red highlights. Her eyes turned back to brown, but with flecks of purple in them. She shrunk an inch, and so now she looked a little more like a Weasley, but in a way also like Rowena.

She took a deep breath and steeled herself, and was about to walk in when Draco and Godric came storming out of the Great Hall, anger burning their eyes. Godric's eyes were red right now; they would change with his mood. He looked so scary, Ginny took a step back. Draco's eyes were ice blue, and cold, there was no hint of green or grey.

Rowena looked shocked. She had never seen Godric's eyes red; she had seen them orange with a little red, but never a bright blazing red.

“What's wrong?” she asked, afraid.

Godric just hissed at her, “nothing.”

Rowena closed her eyes, trying to read his mind, but she met a blank wall.

“I am not a mortal” Godric said to her, getting angrier by the minute. “Do not try your little tricks on me!”

She stepped away from him. “Sorry” she said.

His eyes softened, but not by much, at seeing his lover look so scared of him.

Ginny turned to Draco.

“What happened?” she whispered, not wanting to let Godric hear, and round on her.

Unfortunately he did, seeing as he was a God.

“It doesn't matter” he yelled “It's over before it had even begun! I should have known! Oh what a fool I am!”

Rowena placed a protecting hand on Ginny's shoulder.

“What's all over?” she asked Godric.

“This” he said, spreading his arms out “this war, this life, and this era, this everything! Al because of your brother” he snarled.

Ginny looked like she was about to cry, but Godric didn't let up.

Rowena had, had enough. She slapped Godric across the face; there was a resounding crack throughout the hallway.

“You stop it right now” she told him, furiously, her eyes turning a dark black. You of all people should know that she has no control over that boy! She cannot control what he does, anymore than we could control what Salazar did!”

Godric should have looked embarrassed, he should have stopped, but what people should do and what they do is something completely different.

Ginny couldn't stand it; she let out a choked sob, and ran.

Rowena looked at Godric. “I hope you're happy” she seethed, and went after her.

Godric leaned against the wall, he slowly slid down it.

He let out a roar of anguish, before punching the floor.

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“Ronald Alexander Weasley, you idiot!” screamed Hermione Granger, her face reddening at the stupidity of her friend. “Why would you do something like that?”

All eyes were on Ron waiting for an answer; know one could believe what he had just done.

Ron just stood there, in the center of the Great hall, staring at the door, wondering just what had he done.

“Well?” Hermione asked her hands on her hips, and tapping her foot slightly.

“Well what?” came Ron's reply.

Hermione groaned, “You are such a pig Ronald Weasley!” she yelled, before she too stormed out of the Great Hall.

Harry looked torn between wanting to comfort Ron, but also running after the love of his life, he was saved from further decisions when Dumbledore stood up.

“Prefects, please take the students back to their houses.”

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The woman walked back into the room, holding a tray of food, for her husband to eat.

“It has been two days, you have not eaten, and you have not slept, all you have done is cry!” she said, frustrated with her husband.

“You would be crying to woman!” he screamed at her, making her drop the tray.

“I was just worried about you!” she protested, her voice shaking from the pain in her heart.

He nodded at her, accepting her apology, when he knew full well that he should be the one begging for her forgiveness.

She knelt down t his feet, resting her head in his lap. He was stroking her hair absentmindedly.

“I love you Narcissa” he whispered to her.

“I love you too, Lucius” she answered back, before he sealed her mouth shut with a pure, untainted kiss.

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Title- Animagus

Rating- R

A/N- IMPORTANT, for all of you who were confused, Lucius is the man who has been crying in the chapters before. You'll find out why in this chapter.

“Draco can't come home Lucius” Narcissa said, stating the obvious.

“I know that! I can never see my son again!” he sighed.

Narcissa nodded, they weren't sure whether she was agreeing with him, or not.

Lucius took her hand in his “it would be best if I went away for a while, until the war is over, and all the tension dies” he told her broken-heartedly.

“I know that, you should go to the Malfoy Manor in Italy” she told him.

He shook his head “it would be too dangerous for you to know where I am, if Voldemort came looking for you because he wanted to know where I am…I want him to see that you're telling the truth, and let you live.”

Narcissa cried, and clutched his hand tightly, begging and pleading for him not to go.

“You know I must!” he said, pain written clearly on his face. “I told you, I don't want you hurt. Wait for me when the war is over. I'll always come back.”

And with his last words Lucius Malfoy disappeared.

Narcissa sank to the ground, head on her knees, and cried.

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“Stupid woman!” Lucius snarled, as he landed in the Hogwarts Chamber of Secrets, it was true you couldn't apparate onto Hogwarts ground, but he was powerful enough to override that spell.

Did she really think that Lucius loved her? His trophy wife? She meant nothing to him! Lucius smirked, his master was a genius. He needed at least one powerful wizard to stay “out” of the war, or so other people should think, so if Voldemort dies Lucius would be able to resurrect him.

Narcissa was just thick; would she really believe that a Malfoy could ever show affection? He was afraid that his little charade wouldn't work because she knew him to well, how wrong he was.

He let out a laugh, and then continued walking, to greet his master, hoping to high heaven that Voldemort heard him, and believed him.

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“You have failed me Lucius!” The Dark Lord hissed in anger.

“I-I don't know what you mean” Lucius said nervously, praying to god that his little charade when he was talking to himself worked on his master.

“I am not a fool!” The Dark Lord screamed in anger. “You can't get anything past me!”

Lucius only nodded, not daring to speak, for fear of what would come out of his mouth.

“If you are faithful, than go home, and kill your wife and son!” The Dark Lord said, triumphantly.

“Yes master” Lucius said, anguish ripping through him.

Voldemort nodded “Leave.” And Lucius did.

Voldemort let out an evil laugh, these fools are too easy to manipulate, and he thought twirling his wand between his fingers.

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Lucius arrived home and burst through the door.

“Narcissa” he screamed out. “Narcissa!”

She came running to greet him. “What is it?” she asked him fearfully.

“You and Draco need to leave now, find somewhere that I'll never be able to find you, and don't come back until the war is over! But remember this, though you may never see me again I'll always love you, now leave, leave!” he yelled the last part, because she was clinging onto him.

“I won't! I love you Lucius!” she wailed.

He pushed her away from him “if you love me than you will find Draco, and you will get out of here as soon as possible!”

She nodded, but couldn't stop the tears; she kissed his cheek before running upstairs to get her things.

She came down, but Lucius was gone, tears in her eyes she flooed to Hogwarts.

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Ginny ran, she ran until she had no clue where she was, and until darkness surrounded her, she was drowning in it. She clutched her side, and fainted, never seeing the angel who stood above her, mourning.

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Narcissa ran into the teachers room, panting and out of breath, when she saw Draco sitting there with a man whom she did not know, she ran over and kissed Draco.

“Mother?” Draco asked in confusion.

“Oh Draco” she sobbed into his cloak, while he patted her back awkwardly. When she was done crying, she saw everyone looking at her, silently telling her to explain. Except for the man next to Draco, he looked as if he knew what was happening.

Her voice was raw when she finished telling them everything she knew. Draco's face darkened, and his eyes became hard.

“Voldemort” he hissed, almost so low that no one heard him, “is going to die!”

Everyone looked at him as if he had lost his mind, except of course for Godric.

“This is why I chose you!” he said, smiling, a very out of place smile.

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The angel walked around the dead red headed girl on the floor, whispering. The angel picked her up, and carried her up to the heavens.

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Godric felt a sharp pain in his stomach. He clutched his side, and everyone stared at him, wondering how God could be hurt. Before any of them had the chance to ask him what was going on Rowena burst in, crying, she flung herself into Godric's arms.

“She's dead” she sobbed.

Godric stroked her hair “Now we'll get to see her more” he said trying to cheer her up, this however wasn't the smartest thing to say.

She pushed him away “How could you Godric?” she asked him, her eyes turning black “This is your entire fault, if you wouldn't have yelled at her…” she trailed off.

“Fine” Godric said, acting like a child, and stomped his foot “I'll just leave you than, won't I?”

Draco stood up “You can't go, you stayed last time you said that you were going to leave, why won't you stay this time?”

“Because this time, it's different” and with he disappeared.

“Shit” Draco hissed, and sunk into his seat. Rowena slammed a fist against the wall.

“I think it's high time that the Gods have a meeting.”

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“We have called all four Gods here today for one reason, Godric and I want to bring Ginevra Rowena Ravenclaw back to life.” Rowena started.

Slytherin looked at her and raised one eyebrow, thinking that she had to be joking, when he realized she wasn't he sneered. The raising of the dead has never happened before. It can only work when all four gods agree, and give up some of their powers and give it to the being, so that the person gets a little part of each god.

“Why do you think I would agree?” he asked her “after all, this little girl will fight the war against my chose.”

“Because this is my daughter damnit” Gryffindor said, standing up and placing his hand around Slytherin's throat.

Helga sighed, what a bunch of babies! “I agree with them Salazar” said a woman who looked strangely like skinny Molly Weasley. “Three Gods against one isn't smart Salazar” she continued, reasoning with him. “Besides the point, the girl-“

“Oh I'll do it, if you get Helga to shut her damn mouth!” he said in defeat.

Rowena smiled at Salazar's tone, and mouthed a thank you to Helga, who truth be told only resurrected the girl for Godric's sake. Helga just nodded primly back.

Rowena sighed, Helga was still mad at her for being the one to bear the child, in the prophecy. She was also probably upset that it was Godric's child. Helga loved Godric, just like Slytherin loved Ravenclaw, only Helga was very…upset about it, not that Salazar wasn't, Helga just showed it more.

Rowena took the vial that was on the table in front of her. She and the other Gods went to the Pool of Life; she put some into the vial. The potion would only work if all Gods agreed to it.

She went to the angel who held out the lifeless body, Rowena slowly opened her child's mouth, and poured it far enough down her throat that it was able to go into her stomach.

Ginny eyes started to flutter, and then she started to cough. She opened her eyes than fainted.

Rowena smiled, it was working!

She told the angel to bring Ginny down to earth and place her into the Hospital wing at Hogwarts. She also told the angel to look after Ginny.

“Her guardian angel, if you will” she said. The angel nodded, and flew down to bring Ginny into the land of the living.

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Draco got up; it was time to have it out with Ronald Weasley off Gryffindor. He stormed up to Gryffindor tower and waited.

“Can I just please go in?” he asked the portrait for the fifteenth time.

“No” she said exasperatedly. “Why do you want to get into Gryffindor Tower anyway, you are a Slytherin.”

Draco sneered “wow, you're good at noticing things! I need to get in to talk to Ronald Weasley!”

The fat lady just raised her eyebrow “why?”

“Because I do you stupid fat cow” he screamed “if you don't let me in now…” he trailed off as the portrait swung open and out walked Ron, by himself.

“Hello Weasley” Draco sneered.

“What do you want?”

“To have a little chat,” Draco replied

“Why?”

“Why not?”

Ron sighed and rubbed his temples. “What?” he asked Draco.

“Earlier, when you threw that punch at Godric-“

Ron interrupted him “He started it!”

“Weasley I don't give a fuck so stop trying to defend me, so shut up.”

Ron let out a snort, but Draco continued with what he was saying.

“Anyway, when you threw that punch, and missed, and broke-“Ron interrupted him again “I didn't mean to break it! It shouldn't have been there anyway.”

“Weasley you broke the fucking Crystal ball!” he cried

The Crystal ball was a crystal ball that every God has, that holds their power. No ball has been broken before, but there is a possibility that once broken the God may lose all their powers. They would still be a God, but they wouldn't be as important as the other three.

Ron glared at Draco “Why do you care anyway?” he demanded.

“Because, I don't want the God who chose me weak” he hissed, grabbing Ron by the throat.

Ron was struggling against Draco trying to free himself, when both of them heard a voice that made them turned around; Draco dropped Ron letting him breathe.

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Title- Animagus

Chapter- 16

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Ron was struggling against Draco trying to free himself, when both of them heard a voice that made them turned around; Draco dropped Ron letting him breathe.

“Draco?” asked the voice, staring at the boy with blonde hair.

Draco looked at the thing that spoke. It had long flowing white hair, green eyes, a plain white dress, and no shoes. Her voice was like the wind, soft but loud at the same time.

He nodded at her, letting her know that she was right. She let out a small smile before turning to the red haired boy and saying, “You must be Ron.”

He also nodded, making the angel smile even wider.

These two are so alike she thought to herself, and yet they are enemies instead of friends.

“I am here to give you Ms. Ginevra Weasley” she told them.

“What do you mean give? Don't I already have her?” Ron asked.

“I brought her back”

“From where?”

“The dead” the angel told him, she wasn't sure she liked this Ron boy, he asked too many questions.

Draco snorted in disbelief, “that's never been done” he pointed out.

The angel raised an eyebrow; “It has now” she told them.

Ron was shocked “She died?” he asked, his mouth barely forming the words, and his brain barely able to comprehend all that was going on around him.

The angel nodded, “How?” asked Ron, a little scared to know the answer.

“I don't know” replied the Angel, “every time someone is going to die an angel is sent to bring them up to the heavens. We don't ask many questions when someone is lying on the floor gasping for their breath” she said the last part sarcastically.

Ron shook his head trying to clear it.

“Was she murdered?”

“I told you!” the Angel practically screamed, getting fed up with the boy “I don't know! Just be happy she's alive now.” The Angel held out Ginny's body to Draco, because she didn't like Ron. Draco sighed and took Ginny's body in his arms, seeing what she wanted him to do he started to walk down to the Slytherin dormitory with her.

“Where are you going?” Ron asked him angrily.

“To my room.”

“Not with my sister you aren't!” he told him.

“Watch me” Draco hissed

Ron lunged at Draco, but hit something hard, and fell onto the floor. “What the hell?” he cried.

The Angel laughed “I'm Ginny's guardian angel, meaning if I felt that you were going to hurt Ginny, I can do anything to stop you.”

Ron snarled at lunged at him again, trying to break the force field, but it didn't work.

“Silly little boy” the Angel laughed. Ron glared at her. “Bye” she said, and disappeared, but left the force field still in tact.

“Crazy bitch” Ron muttered.

“I heard that” the Angel cried happily.

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Draco laid Ginny down on his armchair as nice as he wasn't he wasn't that much of a gentleman to give her his nice warm bed. His mother would probably be ashamed of him. He sighed and flopped down on his bed, closed the curtains and thanked the Gods that he was rich, and that he could have his own private room.

He heard a small feminine sigh, and he smirked. If someone told him a few months ago that he would have Ginny Weasley sleeping in his room he would laugh outright and question the person's sanity. He grabbed the book that was underneath his pillow and opened it.

“Confessions of a Passionate Woman” he smirked to himself. He opened up to where Ginny had left off and continued her reading.

“His lips upon my neck made a small shiver go down my spine. He looked at me with such desire in his eyes that I knew I would not have been able to deny him anything he wanted. He had me right where he wanted, wrapped around his little finger. He took my hair and began stroking it whispering sweet nothings in my ear, it was strange how he got me to give him all that money I don't remember him asking for it, perhaps I offered it to him, but I will never know for the second he got the money he ran out of my door his cloak flying behind him and laughed an evil but sexy sort of laugh and fled. He took my heart and my soul; I shall never forget the day Jonathan left me.

Soon after that fateful day I was walking in Diagon Alley searching for a job because I had no money left. I walked into a building that was labeled Gringotts. I saw a goblin sitting at a desk writing something on a little slip of paper. He sighed and muttered something about how horrible life was since Grogert quit. I smiled and ran over to him telling him that I'd be happy to work here at Gringotts. He didn't say anything; he actually smiled, if that were possible for a goblin. He didn't ask me if I had any experience, I had finally found a job when he smirked at me and told me that before I could start I would have to see his boss. I nodded, to excited to comprehend anything. He brought into a room with a name on the door. I looked at it, it said Aramis Corndelo. I walked in to find a dark and handsome stranger. All of a sudden I felt something wet in my undergarments-.

Draco dropped the book and smirked. So the little Weasley reads sex scenes? He thought, much amused. He placed the book back underneath his pillow. He looked up at the top of his bed and sighed. Ginevra was a very complex woman, the thought just popped into his head, and a confused expression appeared on his face, before sighing again and falling asleep.

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Ginny woke up, stretched and fell onto the floor with a loud thump. She heard a laugh coming up from above her. She looked up, but no one was there. She looked around the room and found Draco Malfoy sitting on a bed.

“What are you doing in my room?” she asked him embarrassed.

He raised his eyebrow “Take a look around you Weasley, you,” he pointed at her “are in my room.”

She looked around, from the green carpet to the black bedspread to the silver drapery, and blushed.

“How did I get here, what did we do?” she asked.

Draco feigned a hurt look “you mean you don't remember our first time together?”

Ginny screamed “We didn't” she asked, horrified.

Draco frowned “Would it be that bad if we did?” he asked.

“No” she said, not thinking,”I mean yes! It would be!”

He smirked at her, and she glared back. He got up off the bed and knelt down next to Ginny who was still on the floor.

“If you want” he whispered into her ear, sending shivers down her spine “I can show you.”

“No!” she said as if trying to convince herself.

His smirked widened “If you want to, I'll be in the shower” he said as he disappeared

Ginny groaned and put her head on her hands. She knew if she stayed then she would do something that she would regret. She yawned, and walked out of his room, and into the hallway.

“Where are you going?” asked a voice.

Ginny whipped her head around, but could see nothing. She sighed in impatience, “whoever you are, come out of your invisibility cloak!” she said.

She heard the voice snort “I am in no cloak.”

Ginny raised her eyebrows, and shook her head.

“I asked a question, and I expect an answer” the voice said again.

Ginny groaned “I'm going to my common room so I can sleep.”

The voice seemed to except that answer, and didn't bother her, until she got to the portrait hole.

“That boy likes you” it told her.

“What boy?” Ginny asked suspiciously.

“The boy whose room you slept in.”

“Snigwigs” Ginny said, thinking about what the voice just said, and waiting for the portrait to open. When it didn't she repeated the password.

Ginny looked up to find the fat lady cowering behind a small couch that was in her picture.

“Get that thing out of here” the woman in the painting said, pointing at the air, behind Ginny's head.

“There is nothing there!” Ginny told the fat lady.

“Don't tell me such foolish things child! I shall not open this door and subject the other children to such terror as that!”

Ginny sighed “There is nothing there! There is no terror!”

“Don't lie to me you insolent girl! I know what you want! You are on his sighed, only one of them would bring a spirit such as that back from heaven, only one of his would make that poor, yet evil spirit endure such horror!”

“Stop!” the voice screamed “The girl said the password Penelope, you must let her in!”

The portrait very reluctantly, and slowly opened up the portrait allowing Ginny, and the `evil being' inside with her.

“Where have you been, oh wait, don't tell me because I already know” asked a very red looking, and sarcastic looking Ron.

“Not now, Ron” Ginny said rubbing her temples, she had a really big headache and just wanted to go to sleep, not to mention a backache from that fall off of the chair.
”Yes no!” he told her sternly.

“Ron you're acting like mum, but you're not her Ron! You will never be my mother, you are only my brother. When will you learn to stop trying to control my life? I'm a big girl now! I was potty-trained before you and I have obviously seemed to have matured before you did! You don't see me looking nastily at your girlfriends do you? So how come you have to look at every guy, or girl for that matter, that talks to me as if they are about to rape me and that they need to back off?” She asked him, but she didn't stop there, she was on a roll! “Maybe that's why you never realized it was me who opened the chamber my first year! Because you only look after me and play the big brother role when it's convenient for you! You don't want me hanging out with you worst enemy! You don't want me to get some before you do! You don't want me to have more experience than you! You-“she was interrupted.

“That's enough Ginevra Adele Weasley!” Ron yelled.

“Don't you dare call me by my full name” she hissed at him. “Don't you dare!”

“Don't turn your back on me!” he yelled.

“No Ron, you don't turn your back on me!”

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Draco stepped out of the shower, expecting Ginny to still be there, I mean after all who left their rooms, no matter what room it was, before twelve o'clock on a Sunday? It was just not done.

He was sadly disappointed. He groaned and sat on his bed, wrapped in nothing but a towel. He laid back and closed his eyes, trying to smell her scent on his pillow, but he couldn't. After a while he realized why, she hadn't slept in the bed. He got up, and sank into the big comfy arm chair, and cracked his knuckles, a bad habit that his father had always tried to break him of. His father tried to break him of every bad habit that Draco had ever possessed. He wanted his son to be perfect, but he couldn't see that Draco was only a human.

His father was a strange man. He loved his son, and hated Voldemort, yet he abused his son, and worshiped Voldemort. He ran away from Voldemort, just as he ran away from his son. Maybe in some twisted way Lord Voldemort was better than Draco, or at least in his father's eyes.

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Animagus 17

I'm so sorry that it took this long to get a chapter out!

I don't own any Harry potter characters or the story Cabbage Rose.

IMPORTANT- In the chapter before I accidentally had Ginny's middle name Adele, it isn't, it is Rowena I'm really sorry! And the story will be important later.

Ginny Weasley was sat on her bed and pulled out a book. It was her favorite book, called Cabbage rose. It was about a plain young girl who went off into the world to seek her fortune, falling in love with a prince but feeling hopeless because she was not beautiful. That is why Ginny loved the story so much it showed that you didn't have to be beautiful to be a princess. She opened the book and started to read.

Have you ever seen how, each day; the plain yellow sun paints the world in wonderful colors? There was a girl who could do that. She was an artist, and she painted skies, rivers and children's faces as perfect as roses. But the girl herself was plain, and so her brothers called her Cabbage. Cabbaged lived, and worked in her brothers in, which was on the road that wound into the King's Forest, which was Cabbages' favorite place to paint. Many people stopped by the inn, men who went to seek the King's council, woman trying to meet the prince, and one night an old magician. He arrived after all of the guests were in bed. Her brothers were also sleeping because they were a lazy pair! Only cabbage was awake painting.

When an old magician walked in Cabbage jumped swiftly to her feet to help him but he told her that all he wanted was to sit and watch her paint, and he did. The next morning when she awoke she found that the man was gone, with the blanket that she had given him, neatly folded on top of the bench. She picked up the blanket and out fell a beautiful new paintbrush. She smiled happily, and started to draw. Something strange happened when she dipped her brush into the paint and touched the easel, for as soon as it did the things that Cabbage painted would come to life. Her brothers soon found out about this and took advantage of it. They closed down their inn and made her draw them gold and riches, until she collapsed from exhaustion. The brothers smirked at each other and grabbed the paintbrush from her hands. They tried as best as they could but the paintbrush would only work for cabbage. That night Cabbage crept out of her window, paintbrush in hand and ran away, to the king's marketplace. When she got there it was morning, and it was beautiful.

All the children were outside playing, the people were talking and laughing, it was wonderful. She did not use her magic paintbrush though, when she painted people's houses for money, and pictures of people's families for food. She was the talk of many because of her skill with the paintbrush, but her brothers never heard of her. They didn't care if some girl can paint if she didn't have a magic paintbrush they didn't care! So one day the King heard about her. He came into the marketplace, dressed as a commoner and saw her work. He went back to the palace and ordered his minister to ask Cabbage to paint twelve pictures for him, one picture a day, and for the twelve days she would stay in the palace. Cabbage agreed, and went to the palace and met the prince. She instantly fell in love. On the very first day he came to watch her, and they talked, the second day he brought her something, and she blushed, so h e called her Cabbage Rose. The days past and Cabbage Rose found that she was dreading to go home for even in the short amount of time she had fallen in love with the prince. On the last day when her last painting was done she went over to the mirror and took out the magic brush that she hadn't used in so long, and started to draw. She drew a woman more beautiful than she could ever be, with a fancier dress than she would ever wear. She walked into the palace courtyard, and heard the whispers all around her. She walked over to the prince to find him ignoring her with a sulky look on his face. She curtsied and held out her brush for him.

“I can paint anything you would want me to!” she said, and the jewels and butterflies that she drew came to life. The prince stared at her.

“Then paint Cabbage Rose, for the world is plain without her.” When Cabbage heard that she snapped the brush in half, and she turned into her old self, in front of everyone. The prince gazed into her eyes, and then he kissed her, and they lived happily ever after.

Ginny smiled and placed the book on her nightstand; she rolled up her sleeve to look at the tattoo that was there. It was what comforted her. She traced the rose with her finger, before pulling the covers up over her head and falling asleep.

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Draco Malfoy was worried, though he would never admit it. He didn't understand, they knew were Voldemort was so why don't they just go attack him! Draco wasn't stupid, he was just frustrated. He went back to thinking about his father. His father loved his wife and would do anything for her, so that is why he saved Draco. He hated Draco since he was little, though he would never say it. Draco took up all of his mother's time, and Lucius hated it. Draco sighed and sank into his chair, it smelt like Ginny. He grabbed his blankets off from the bed, and fell asleep in the chair.

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Lucius Malfoy was running away, he knew it was cowardly and he always preached never to be a coward, but if he would stay he was going to die. He apparated to the Malfoy Manor in Italy, but he knew his visit there could only be a couple of weeks, at most two months because Voldemort would surely find him out. He had to keep moving, not staying in any specific spot for too long otherwise, he would never be able to his wife again.

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Ron was Weasley sat in the common room fuming, his face a shade of purple that was almost inhuman. He kept clenching, and then unclenching his fists, making motions as if trying to strangle someone. No one was sure if it was Ginny or Draco. Hermione was sitting next to him trying to calm him down, with Harry on the other side, not saying anything just being there to support him. Hermione looked at Harry and sighed, this was never going to work out. She didn't say it out loud, but in her heart she knew that the Order would fail and all good in this world will fade, until there is nothing left, not the sound of water, or the whispers of the wind.

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Natalie groaned and sank farther into Blaise's arms. He licked her and she moaned.

“Do you love me?” she asked him. He looked at her startled for a moment before looking her straight in the eye. “I do.” He answered.

She smiled at him, and he thought it was beautiful, he loved her smile.

“I want to be with you!” she told him.

“We've made love, already” he pointed out.

“Not like that, I want to be with you forever, I want to do what you do.” She told him.

“You mean get married?” he asked, grinning.

She shook her head no, “I mean, I want to become a death eater.” There was silence for the next couple of minutes or so, until he whispered something to her that made her shriek with joy. She smiled so widely her face began to hurt. She couldn't believe it; tomorrow night she would become a death eater.

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Blaise walked into Draco's room the next morning. “You know what tonight is?” he asked Draco.

Draco silently groaned, he knew this was coming tonight he would become a death eater.

Taking his silence for a yes Blaise started talking.

“What is up with you and that Weasley girl?”

“Hmm?” Draco asked him, not really paying attention.

“The Weasley girl, why did you go on that little adventure with her?”

Shit, Draco thought what am I going to say?

“It was father's idea” he said making up a story. “He thought I should spy on the order so when it comes time for my initiation, I could offer Lord Voldemort more than just an able-bodied male.”

Blaise nodded “I wish I had thought of that” he told Draco.

Draco just shrugged and got out of bed, it would be harder to fool Voldemort, much harder.

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Ginny woke up and stretched, bumping into a picture frame on the nightstand. She closed her eyes waiting for the crash, it was her favorite picture and frame, but not hearing one she looked over and saw the picture floating in midair.

“Hello?” she asked, waiting for something to answer her. She heard the same voice as she did the night before.

“Hi” it replied.

“Why are you following me?” Ginny asked, not really sure if the thing was following her but she figured it would be a safe guess.

“Because I'm your guardian angel” the air explained to her as if she was talking to a little child.

“Right” Ginny said, thinking that she must be going insane. “Well I'm not getting dressed with you in here!”

“Come off it” the voice replied “I'm a girl.”

“Obviously” she said “You don't sound like a boy” explaining to the angel her reasoning.

The air made an insulted huff, and told the Ginny that it wouldn't look. Ginny didn't believe that but it was the best she could do. She threw on her clothing and walked down to the Great Hall. She looked around to find Natalie but didn't see her. She shrugged and sat down next to Colin Creevey, who as soon as she sat snapped a picture of her. Ginny laughed and grabbed a piece of toast. She grabbed the butter and put some on her bread. She shoved it in her mouth; she hadn't realized how hungry she was. There was a slamming of a door, and everyone looked up to find Draco Malfoy walking in, with Blaise, and Natalie walking in after him. They all sat down at the Slytherin table, facing the Gryffindors. Natalie sat in-between both of them. Ginny knew she shouldn't be jealous but she was. She grabbed Colin's arm.

“Come Colin, let's go!” she was glaring death at Natalie, who just sneered back.

Colin raised his eyebrow, but left with her anyway, it was Sunday and he had no where to go. When they got outside of the hall Ginny stopped pulling him and took a deep steadying breath.

“Do you want to tell me what that was about?” Colin asked her.

Ginny shook her head “no.”

Colin sighed, when Ginny didn't want to say something it is usually really hard to get out of her.

“I need to talk to Dumbledore” Ginny told Colin.

“He was in the Great Hall, when we left“Colin replied. Ginny nodded, grabbed Colin's arm once again and dragged him to Dumbledore. When they walked into the hall, people stared at them weirdly.

“Why are they staring at us?” Ginny asked Colin, who shrugged and replied that it was probably because she had just walked out of the Great Hall to come barging back in, Ginny stuck her tongue out at him and walked up to Dumbledore.

“Professor-“she started.

“I know Ms. Weasley, I know” He interrupted.

“You don't know what I was going to say!” she protested.

He looked at her, a twinkle in his eye “Come with me,” he glanced at Colin. “You can come to, Mr. Creevey.”

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Chapter 18

Animagus

Disclaimer- I own nothing, but I really want…actually I own Natalie, hahahahaha!

Ginny Weasley and Colin Creevey sat in Dumbledore's office, listening to their Headmaster with rapt attention.

“It is time, Ms. Weasley, as you have obviously found out Natalie is going to become a death-eater, what you didn't know is that the ceremony will begin tonight and I beg of you not to go down to the Chamber of Secrets tonight!”

Ginny nodded at him, and got up to leave when Dumbledore stopped her.

“I mean it Ms. Weasley, do not go there!”

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Rowena Ravenclaw was beside herself with rage, and anguish. Tears filled her eyes, and anything that she touched, she broke. She let out a scream of pain before collapsing onto the floor.

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Ginny and Collin were walking into the common room when she fainted. Her face was white, and she looked like she was in so much pain.

Colin yelled for help, and students came bustling into the common room from their dorms. Ron Weasley, and Harry Potter were pushing there way to the front, but Hermione didn't follow them.

When they got to where Ginny was Ron couldn't move, he was frozen in his place. From the back Hermione rolled her eyes, when Ginny needed his protection he did nothing. She sighed, and barged through all of the younger children. She shook Colin's arm and motioned for him to help her lift Ginny up. They did this, as Harry was trying to get Ron out of his stupor. Hermione shook her head sadly and left.

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They carried Ginny to the hospital wing, and set her down on the bed like Madame Pomphrey told them to. Hermione left, but Colin begged Madame Pomphrey to stay.

“Please!” he cried, going down on his knees.

The medi-witch looked at him sharply “I'm sorry, but you know the rules” she stated primly. Hermione nodded, and dragged a desperate Colin out.

“I love her, you know” he told Hermione, who looked at him sadly.

“I know you do.” She replied.

He shook his head, trying hard not to cry “She's my best friend, I love her like a sister, and if anything happened to her I don't know what I would do with myself!”

Hermione sighed, not knowing what to say. She rubbed his back.

“You look exhausted” she told him.

“I am” he replied, not bothering to hide his yawn.

Hermione put him to bed, because it was obvious he would be unable to do it himself. She plopped him down on his bed, and walked put. She went up the girl's dormitory staircase, a bit clumsily, but it was three in the morning and she was tired. She fell into bed, but couldn't fall asleep. Her eyes were drifting, but her body wasn't. She has a strange feeling of approaching doom. She shrugged it off, and tried once again to fall asleep. When she finally figured out it would be fruitless to try again because it was six in the morning, and they had to wake up in two more hours. She got out of bed and went into the common room. She picked up her book that she had left down there. She snuggled into the scarlet chair, and started to read.

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Ginny was tossing and turning all night long, her hands were flailing helplessly at her sides.

She was running down a dark hallway, its walls we painted black she wanted; no she needed to get out of this place. She searched for her wand but couldn't find it anywhere. She started to panic; her cheeks flushed a deep red color. Her normal happy brown eyes were wide with fear. She stopped running, her breath coming in short and shallow gasps. She had been running for hours and she couldn't get out. She searched along the walls for some hidden passage that would lead her out of this hellhole but found none.

She sank to the floor and grabbed her arm. She looked at the beautiful tattoo that was branded there, that showed she was a chosen. With renewed strength she pushed herself up and off the floor, and continued running down the hallway. Her once tear streaked face was now dry and her eyes set into a hard glare at whatever was ahead of her. She ran what must have felt like hours before she came to a door. She turned to look behind to see if she left something behind, she didn't. She took a deep breath and turned the golden doorknob on the charcoal oak door. She stepped inside a room with brown colored walls, and a long table. No one was sitting at the table, but there was a paintbrush. Ginny walked over to the brush and picked it up. She twirled it in her hand, deciding she liked it she slipped it into her pocket. Ginny gazed around the room, finding nothing more in there she turned and went back into the hallway, but it wasn't the same hallway. This hallway, though dark was a deep purple, it was soothing. Then she heard a voice “paint your way out.”

Ginny looked around expecting to see someone or something but found nothing, she didn't understand what the voice wanted her to do. She remembered the paintbrush she had taken off the table; she took it out and inspected it.

“Well, what are you waiting for?” the paintbrush asked.

Ginny jumped, “excuse me?” she asked, startled.

“Why don't you use me?” it asked her slowly, as if speaking to a small and unintelligent child.

“Why should I?”

“Because you're supposed to paint away out, how can you do that without a paintbrush?” It explained.

Ginny shrugged, “how can I do that without paper or paints?”

The paintbrush sighed “use the wall to paint a door!”

“Well what about the paint?” Ginny asked.

“Have you not looked at the tip of the brush? All the colors are there!” The brush told her.

Ginny looked, and found that the brush was telling the truth.

She turned to the wall and the thought then color brown and started to make a door. When she finished she though gold and made a doorknob. She smiled, it was just like her fairytale, now all she needed was her prince, but a little voice in the back of her head told her that she already had him. She turned the knob and walked through. The light was blinding, and she had to blink twice before she saw what was ahead of her. It was a room with white walls and many little white beds, Ginny smiled, she was in the hospital wing at Hogwarts.

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Ginny Weasley's eyes fluttered open to find Colin, Hermione, Harry, and the rest of her family standing next to her bed.

“She's coming around” Molly Weasley screeched “Oh, my baby!” Molly pulled her daughter into one of the largest hugs.

Madame Pomfrey pushed her way to the front. “Ms. Weasley is sick right now, she can't have visitors, I promised you could stay until she woke up now she has so shoo!” she said, her voice laden with authority.

The Weasley family, and Ginny's friend's all left, with pitying glances at her.

“Are you okay dear, you were in a coma!” Madame Pomfrey asked “You've been asleep for two weeks.”

“Two weeks?” Ginny asked incredulously

Madame Pomfrey nodded. “What happened to me?” Ginny asked.

“Actually, I was hoping you would be able to tell me.”

Ginny shook her head no, and so Pomfrey nodded.

“You'll need to stay in here until tomorrow, so I can see if all your organs are in working condition, and then you will be able to leave.” Madame Pomfrey said, before turning away to get a sleeping potion.

Ginny nodded, and took out the paintbrush.

“Do you know what happened to me?” she whispered to it.

“No I don't!” it yelled.

“Shut up!” Ginny hissed at it, “or Pomfrey will hear you, and take you away to be examined.”

“She can't hear me you twit” the brush told her “only you can!”

“Oh” Ginny said, “why?”

“How should I know?” the brush asked her.

Ginny rolled her eyes, and slipped the brush into her pocket, just as Madame Pomfrey came back.

“Drink this” she told Ginny, and she did.

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Draco Malfoy was pacing his room; he knew it was going to happen soon the burning on his arm was evidence. He told Dumbledore already, but what was left to do? He was spying for the order, but the only was for Ginny. He didn't know why, he barely knew the girl; he spent a few weeks on an adventure with her, and now he's risking his life for her? What was wrong with him, he was questioning everything he knew, everything he had ever learned! He sighed and fell onto his bed grabbing his arm where the dark mark was. He immediately looked on his other arm where his other tattoo was and felt a little less restless. He fell into a deep, but not peaceful sleep.

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The next morning when everyone was in the Great Hall, the ground started to shake. Screams were coming from everywhere, people were holding onto each other for their dear lives. Voldemort's curse had begun.

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I know this was short, and it took me a really long time to write, but no one reviewed…so that is what happened! R/R and I'll make it longer and faster!

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