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Lady Darkness	By : AngstPuppies Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Voldemort/Ginny Views: 16453 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Lady Darkness
Author: Emcee and rain
Summary: Ginny Weasley is hiding a deep secret from her family. She's almost ready to come out. There are just a few more pieces to get into place.

Author's Notes: Thanks to Pablo for the beta. Lyrics in the chapter title from "Love is Only Sleeping" by Michael Nesmith

Disclaimer: "Harry Potter" and the characters, places and things related to it do not belong to me. They are from the brilliant mind of JK Rowling. They belong to her and her publishers. I am not making any profit from this fan fiction.
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i. 'She looked at me, and the emptiness in her eyes was cruel to see.'

"Good morning, sweetheart," Molly chirped pleasantly as Ginny made her way into the basement kitchen of Twelve Grimmauld Place.
Ginny honestly couldn't see what was so good about the day. It was another day trapped among these people. People she should have known so well, should have loved with all her heart. Instead, they felt like aliens. She couldn't relate to them, couldn't understand their hopeless fight.
Over the past year, their numbers had been dwindling. Aurors had been dying, including Kingsley Shacklebolt and Mad-Eye Moody. The entire Order of the Phoenix had taken to hiding within the dank residence. Despite the overwhelming odds against them, they stayed cheerful.
They were fools, the lot of them. There was no way they could win against such insurmountable odds.
But they lived on. They even flourished. As Ginny sat down beside Harry and Hermione, Molly was pushing a bridal magazine onto Tonks.
"Blimey, Molly! Do you really think any of those dress robes would look right on me?" Tonks exclaimed, trying to push the magazine away. "Can't I just wear a nice pair of trousers?"
"I think you'll look stunning either way," Bill replied, wrapping an arm around his fiancee and beaming.
Ginny snagged a piece of toast off Bill's plate, chewing on it furiously to stop herself from laughing. At least Tonks was a slight improvement from Fleur Delacour. Tonks may have been a dirty halfblood, but at least she wasn't a vacuous piece of arm candy.
Hopefully, Ginny would be out of the house before she was forced to watch Bill and Tonks get married. She would heave if she had to watch this lot sniffling and tearing up at a wedding ceremony. Worst of all, she would have to participate.
"You look tired, Ginny." Harry frowned at her. She eyed him carefully, noticing his hand slide down to take Hermione's under the table.
Ginny looked up, plastering a smile onto her face. "I'm fine. I was up late. I'm reading the most fascinating book." She looked over at Hermione. "I didn't keep you up, did I?"
Hermione's cheeks flushed. "Oh... No... I had my curtains closed. Didn't even notice."
Of course Hermione hadn't noticed. Her bed had been vacant most of the night. Ginny was willing to bet that Harry's had been empty as well.
"So Ginners," Tonks said, grinning broadly. "Haven't gotten the chance to catch up with you yet. Dating anyone new?"
"Someone old," Ginny replied coolly, thinking back on the memories of those cold blue eyes and pouty lips. She poured herself a cup of tea, dropping two teaspoons of sugar into the cup.
"Not that Michael fellow, is it?" Bill asked slowly. Ginny could feel his eyes on her. "Ron said he was no good. Started dating Harry's ex right after, if I'm not mistaken."
"It's not Michael." Ginny cocked her head, transfixed by the silver spoon she spun in her cup, watching the red-tinted liquid swirl around. "I don't think I ever mentioned him. It's nothing for you to worry about."
It was nothing for Bill to worry about. Ginny's love for Tom was beyond their comprehension. It was not the romantic twaddle of Bill and Tonks; it was not the clandestine lust of Harry and Hermione. It consumed her entire being. She couldn't fight against it. She had tried for five years fruitlessly. She was his and always would be. Only one person in the world would understand that.
Only right now, he wasn't in the world. She would have to rectify that.
"I'm going out today, mum," Ginny blurted out, dropping her teaspoon into her cup. The untouched tea splattered onto the tablecloth, seeping into the fabric.
Molly turned to Ginny, lifting an eyebrow. "Going out? Ginny, dear, we've talked about that. It's not safe to be walking the streets alone."
Dammit. Mother hen syndrome. All of Molly's chicks had to stay within the house, unable to go anywhere. If Ginny didn't bring Tom back soon, she was liable to take everyone out herself, prophecies be damned. "I won't be alone..." Ginny began to stir her tea again, which was quickly growing cold. "I have a date."
"Who's got a date?" Ron asked, running a hand through his bed-tousled hair. "Ginny?"
"I'm going to be sixteen in two months. I'm allowed to go out on dates." She forced a hearty laugh. "If I don't date, I'm never going to get married. Then mum will have no one to dress up like a giant marshmallow."
Bill, Tonks, Harry and Hermione laughed, while Ron and Molly shared glances with each other. Ron then looked back to Ginny. "Hey, I've got an idea. How about Hermione, Harry and I go on out with this bloke you're taking out? Make sure everything's square."
Ginny groaned inwardly. That wouldn't suit her plan at all. How the hell was she supposed to get where she needed to with the Tragic Trio on her tail? "I think we'd rather be alone."
Molly dropped the magazine she had clutched in her hands. Her eyes went wide. "Alone? Just why do you and some fellow we don't know have to be alone?"
"I don't know," Ginny snarled, her patience quickly evaporating. "To talk, have a real date instead of some freak interrogation session." She narrowed her eyes on Ron as he opened his mouth to say something. "Don't even bother, Ron. I know how you getn I n I start dating someone. You're completely impossible!"
Ginny stood up, sighing. "We're going to the Leaky Cauldron to have something to eat. We haven't seen each other since school let out."
Ron gaped at her. "That was only a week ago!"
Placing her hands on her hips, Ginny rolled her eyes. "Yes, and he's a guy I really like. I want to see him as much as I can. If it will make you feel better, mum, we will stop by Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes so the twins can see I've not been maimed by some Death Eater. Does that meet your approval?"
Molly shook her head. She picked her magazine back up off the floor. "I really don't like this, Ginny. It isn't safe out there."
"I promise I'll be all right." Ginny strode to her mother, placing her hand on her cheek. "I'm a big girl. If I see any sign of trouble, I'll run the other way."
"All right." Molly nodded, sighing deeply. She touched Ginny's hair. "You know I worry."
"I know you do, Mum. And I'm grateful." Ginny leaned in, giving her mum a quick peck on the cheek. "But I know what I'm doing."
Of course she knew what she was doing. Ginny had planned every single bit of this out. She knew how her entire day would go. There would be no sign of trouble, because she was the trouble.
As Ginny sauntered towards the stairs, Ron furrowed his brow. "Hey, I didn't say you were allowed to go!"
Ginny paused to give him a light slap upside the head and kept walking. "Good thing you're not the boss of me, Ronald."
Ginny walked up the stairs, smiling to herself. There was nothing that could stand between her and Tom now.
"Oof!" Ginny ran into someone as she opened the door to the ground floor. She looked up, eyes widening as she looked into the penetrating gaze of Severus Snape. "Oh... Hullo, Professor."
"Miss Weasley." Snape's overlarge nostrils flared as he looked down at her. "The Order?"
"Mum, Bill and Tonks are in the kitchen. But they're discussing wedding plans. I think Remus and Sirius are in the lounge along with Mundungus, Miss Vance and the woman whose name I can't pronounce." She gave him her most innocent smile.
Snape's eyes narrowed, the beady black stare hard and unyielding. "Yes. Thank you."
As Snape turned on his heels, the smile faded from Ginny's face. She watched him go closely.
She didn't like Snape. It wasn't his prejudice against the Gryffindors. She couldn't care less about that. He seemed to be able to see right through her charade. Perhaps it was his years as a spy.
It couldn't be Legilimency. Tom had been teaching her Occlumency to keep her mind shut off while she acted on his behalf as the Heir of Slytherin. After he left, she had continued with the lessons.
It was no matter. By the time anyone figured out what was going on, it would be too late.
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Lucius Malfoy shucked the outer layers of his robe, groaning as his muscles complained from the slight movement. His body still ached from the lingering effects of the Cruciatus curse. The Dark Lord had become less patient with his Death Eaters after they had been captured in the Battle of the Department of Mysteries. After they had escaped from Azkaban, he made it a practice to perform the torture curse on them every meeting.
Last night's meeting had lasted until dawn. Only now did he get the chance to come home and crawl into his large, soft bed.
Except his bed was currently occupied by a lithe, young redhead spread across the green cotton sheets. Lucius' lips parted in a smile. "Well, Miss Weasley. This is a--" He raked his steely grey gaze over her body. "I would like to say a pleasant surprise, but as comely as you've become, I do seem to recall you fighting with some friends of mine. Do you mind telling me what you're doing in my bed and how you happened to end up there?"
Ginny licked her lips slowly, trailing a finger up and down the bed. "I told the nice indentured servant who answered the door I was from the Service. I wasn't sure it would work. Really, Lucius... Prostitutes? Don't you have enough Gyp slaves to ravage?"
"I am a man who likes variety." Lucius arched a brow. "You still haven't explained to me why you are in my bed. Not that I mind. It has been a while since I had a redheaded virgin there. You are a virgin, aren't you?"
"You'll never find out," Ginny snapped, standing up. "I just thought it would make a nice tableau for you to walk in on." She sauntered to the high-polished desk against the wall, running her fingers over the smooth surface. She turned, leaning against it. "I came because you have something that is mine. I wish to have it back."
Lucius let out a chuckle. "Oh, Miss Weasley... Even if you did own anything, I doubt I would have any interest in it."
Ginny slid her fingers across the desk again, feeling the desk set. Her fingers passed over a stick of wax, a seal which no doubt bore the Malfoy signet and... Ah, there it was. "I disagree with that. It's a book... Black leather... Big gaping hole in the middle... Had the name 'T.M. Riddle' on it... Does this sound familiar?"
Lucius crossed his arms over his chest. His smile faded. "I threw that thing away years ago."
Ginny shook her head, tightening her fingers around the object she had discovered on the desk. "You know, I sincerely doubt even you are that stupid. I want it. You have it. Give it to me."
Snorting with laughter, Lucius strode to Ginny. He cupped her chin between thumb and forefinger. "All right. I have it. But I am very curious as to why you would want it. That book nearly caused your demise."
"Just fond memories," Ginny sang sweetly. With her free hand, she walked her fingers up Lucius' chest. She licked her lips again. "Now... Are you going to give me the diary?"
Lucius brushed a lock of Ginny's haif off of her face. "Give me one good reason why I should give you anything you ask for?"
The innocent look faded from Ginny's face as she plunged the silver letter opener into Lucius' shoulder. He howled as the blade pierced through his clothes and flesh. Ginny's lips curled in a snarl. "If you don't give it to me, I will get very angry!"
Through the pain, Lucius managed a laugh. "Well, well, Miss Weasley. This is a side of you I haven't seen before." He smirked at her. "I have to say, I like it."
Ginny twisted the letter opener, her eyes glowing with malevolence. "Give. Me. My. Fucking. Diary."
Shaking his head, Lucius' hand darted up, tightening around Ginny's throat. She let go of the letter opener. She struggled with both hands to pry his hand off her neck. Her airway constricted.
Lucius reached to his shoulder, pulling out the letter opener. He brought it to his lips, his tongue snaking out to lick the blood off it. He tossed it to the ground. "There is not a thing you can do to me that will hurt me, little girl. Now, if you want your fucking diary so badly, give me a real reason why-- not idle threats."
Ginny tried to gasp for breath, fighting to get away. "Information!" She squeaked, feeling her oxygen running dangerously low.
Lucius let Ginny go and she fell to the ground, rubbing her throat. He flicked his wand, casting a healing charm on his shoulder. His cold grey gaze was fixed on her, surveying her carefully. "The Death Eaters have spies, Miss Weasley."
"No, you have Snape." Ginny rasped, taking long, deep breaths. "And do you really think Dumbledore lets him know everything? He knows Snape is just going to run to his little Dark Lord. I have real information. No one cares about what they say in front of me. It's like I don't exist."
"I think everyone has that opinion of you, Miss Weasley." Lucius sat down on his bed, patting the spot beside him. "Come here, Miss Weasley-- You know, that's so formal. Does it bother you if I call you Ginevra? Oh wait, I don't care if it does bothers you. Come here, Ginevra. Tell Lucius what information you have."
Ginny laughed, getting back to her feet. "If you think I'm getting on a bed with you, you're mad. And I'm not telling you anything until I see the diary."
Lucius scowled, standing up. "I'll go get it."
Ginny hopped back up onto the desk. "I'll wait."
Lucius donned his outer robes again and swept out of the room. Ginny swung her legs casually, clicking her tongue against her teeth. She was proud of how cool she was acting. She had come here, into the house of Malfoy, and stayed calm. Lucius Malfoy was a man who was reputed for having murdered, raped and tortured many people in the past, yet she had stayed strong against him.
But it was for Tom. That was all that truly matter. And she was a Gryffind Bra Brave and true.
Of course, many other attributes had been attached to Gryffindors over the years. Bastions of goodness and light. She would show them that a Gryffindor could rule as well as any Slytherin. Better, in fact. She would not shirk from impossible tasks, afraid for her own safety.
Ginny yawned, twirling a strand of her fiery hair around her fingers. This was starting to become dull. Really, how long did it take to retrieve a diary? At least when she was getting the life choked out of her, something was happening.
Lucius returned annny'nny's heart fluttered in her chest. There it was, clutched in his hands. Tom!
Ginny leapt to her feet, racing towards Lucius. "Give me it!"
Stretching his arm above his head, Lucius held the diary well out of Ginny's reach. "I believe we had a deal, Ginevra. The diary xchaxchange for information. Now, dear... What do you possibly have to tell me?"
Ginny glowered. "Oh fine." She raised her gaze to lock with Lucius. "Sirius Black is alive. Potter and Lupin resurrected him last year." "What?" The diary slipped from Lucius' fingers. "That's impossible!"
Ginny bent down, picking up the diary. She cradled it lovingly in her hands. She no longer heard a word Lucius was saying. All that mattered was Tom was in her arms again. "Thanks," Ginny murmured, heading for the door.
"Wait a second!" Lucius whirled around. "You didn't give me anything useful!"
"Keep a better grip on your bargaining chip next time. Thanks!" She giggled, giving Lucius a quick salute before bolting through the corridors towards the door.
She heard Lucius thundering after her, but it didn't matter. The diary was with her. It would only be a matter of time before the rest of the pieces would fall into place.
Nothing could hurt her now.
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