Disclaimer: Not mine, unfortunately. JK Rowling owns it all…
A/N: My reply to the "Flowers in the Attic" challenge by What Contented Men Desire, here you can find it: http://talk.portkey.org/index.php?showtopic=26767 Hope you will enjoy, it's kind of dramatic at times.
Thanks to my beta Gingercat!
Craving the Fame
Chapter Five: Attempts at Murder, Part II
During the "break" she took from attempting the murders of Harry's children, Ginny thought hard about how to kill Mark and Fabian without raising suspicions.
Considering how much the boys liked Quidditch, and their young age, she devised a perfect plan, or so she thought, involving a broom accident, which would result in the death of one of the two brothers. Fabian, being the youngest of those two, would be the target because him losing control of his broom might be more believable than Mark.
While the boys were in Fabian's room playing chess, Ginny jinxed Fabian's broom, much like Quirrel had done with Harry's in his first year.
It would be only a matter of time before the brat lost his grip on the broom and the fall would hopefully be fatal.
Now she just had to wait for the weather to get better, they had had an exceptionally rainy couple of weeks lately. Surely the kids would love to go flying once a sunny day came around.
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Just like Ginny had expected, three days later, the sun shone in the sky and Fabian and Mark were eager to mount their brooms and fly. Harry reminded them to be careful while Hermione clearly didn't approve of those two flying when so young.
"Mum, don't worry, we will be fine" Mark said with a grin, and the brunette couldn't help her face softening, and ruffling his black unruly hair, just like his father's.
Finally, the two adults left for work, and Ginny sighed. There will be hell to pay once the accident happened, but at least she would get another one of the brats out of the picture.
For half an hour, Fabian was completely in control of his broom, and Ginny scowled, watching them from inside, wondering if maybe she had messed up the jinx, but then his movements started to become more jerky, with hasty turns, and the broom not responding perfectly to his commands.
The boy was a bit upset at that but worked hard to keep the broom under control.
"What's wrong, Fab?" Mark called
"I dunno, Mark. The broom doesn't want to do what I tell it" Fabian answered, while harshly pulling it to the left so that he could follow his brother.
"Maybe you should go back down to the ground" the older brother suggested, but Fabian shook his head.
"No, it was fine a minute ago, I'm sure whatever it is will go away just as quickly as it started" Fabian confidently replied, but just as he finished that sentence the broom suddenly shook, almost trying to push him down off it, and then started pointing upwards, toward the sky.
"Fabian! Come down here!" Mark said, following him. Ginny watched the scene from inside, smiling smugly to herself.
The broom kept raising up in the sky, and Mark was having a hard time keeping up, but he wanted to be close in case his brother needed help, which at the moment seemed quite probable.
If only he could get nearer, he could pull Fabian on his own broom and then go back to the ground…
The younger brother was holding on the broom for dear life but it seemed to want to shake him off, and the little guy made the big mistake of looking down. Realizing just how high he had soared up in the blue sky, he panicked, and loosened his hold on the broom handle, feeling it slip from his grasp.
A violent shake tore his grip away, and the next thing Fabian knew was that he was falling at breakneck speed toward the ground.
Mark looked horrified at his brother falling from his broom and dived trying to catch him. It was desperate and he hoped to make it, because from that height Fabian would surely die otherwise. They had already lost their little sister, he didn't want to lose his younger brother too!
They were nearing the ground at high speed, and Ginny hoped maybe Mark would crash on the ground too. That would be too perfect, two deaths in one single attempt.
When Mark realized he wouldn't be able to reach Fabian in time without slamming himself on the ground, survival instinct kicked in and he pulled his broom up, closing his tear filled eyes, not wanting to see his brother's destiny, wishing he could save him somehow.
Unbeknownst to him, he performed accidental magic, cushioning his brother's fall as best as he could.
The crash was less disastrous than he had imagined, and when he dared to look, he could see Fabian still on the ground, holding his right side, his eyes shut, but his chest rising and falling just a tiny bit.
He was in bad shape, but alive, at least for the moment.
Running inside the house like mad, he called Ginny to help him, and the redhead had to act like she truly cared, bringing the boy to St. Mungo's, and alerting Harry and Hermione.
While the Healers were working on the boy, Ginny was witness of a heated argument between the two.
"I told you not to buy them real brooms before Hogwarts!" Hermione shouted.
"Fabian has had it for a year now, and he never had an accident. Mark has been flying for three years and similarly, never got a scratch" Harry countered.
They kept arguing back and forth for a while, before Harry stormed off, Disapparating away. Ginny wondered where he had gone, but hopefully their fight might escalate into something bigger.
Well, you can't fault a witch for hoping, right?
However, panic ran through her veins when Harry returned, twenty minutes later, Fabian's broom in his hand, and he occupied himself casting charms on it.
Ginny knew it wouldn't take him long to find out it had been jinxed, she could only hope he wouldn't be able to figure out by whom.
"It's been cursed" Harry said, just as predicted, after five minutes of analysing the object. "The same jinx Quirrel used with me in our first year" he said to Hermione. "This explains the fall, and proves it's not a matter of flying or not" he said, with a pointed stare at Hermione, who only scowled at him, but let it go for the moment.
"What I want to know is who would want to harm him?" Harry mused, "Seems strange that after Alexandra being killed now Fabian has been targeted too. Who's next, Mark?" he thought aloud, and Ginny knew killing the oldest would be really difficult. And, she had yet to complete the job regarding the other brat.
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The healers decided to keep Fabian in the hospital for some days to be able to monitor his conditions. The broken bones had been mended, but they needed to make sure the child was ok.
Harry kept eyeing her suspiciously all night, and Ginny knew she had to distract him from the idea she might be behind the events of the day, and the only thing that would distract him long enough was to kill Mark that night, or so she reasoned.
When the manor was completely silent, Ginny crept into the boy's room, wand in hand, and pointed it at the boy. "Avada Kedavra!" she shouted, and the green light hit the body. A moment later, she heard a male angry voice behind her.
"Expelliarmus! Petrificus Totalus!"
Ginny fell face first on the floor, and felt someone turning her. Her eyes widened when she realized Harry was the one turning her, his green eyes flaring with hatred.
"I suspected it was you after Fabian's broom was jinxed. Who else would have had access to it, if not you, Albert or your House Elves? But Albert is always out of the house in his greenhouse during the day, and the House Elves would not take the order to kill someone, it's against their nature" He explained. "You might wonder why didn't I stop you before you cast the curse, well, that's simple. What you hit is nothing else than a book Transfigured into Mark's body, while he is safely sleeping in my room. Then I hid in the corner with my cloak on, and just as predicted you showed up. Your wand will be the evidence used against you to get you a life sentence in Azkaban" he continued, spitting on her face.
"I never thought you could stoop so low, Ginevra. Your family will be devastated by this, not that you care about them anymore" he sarcastically remarked, before binding her and grabbing one of his Auror Portkeys to the Ministry, his other hand holding Ginny's shoulder as they disappeared in a flash.
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