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Alone, depressed, deprived and defeated. Tortured to the extent. Life at Hogwarts is like your worst nightmare coming true, with death eaters prowling the corridors and dementors guarding every entrance into the castle. All hope is lost for Ginny, she has no one to turn to, and no where to go. She can't go in hiding because they will hunt her down. Lord Voldemort is at his strongest, his most powerful, or so she thinks. She believes that Voldemort has past his most vulnerable point, after her family and friends disappear.
The Order of the Phoenix has finished, she has no plan and doesn't know what to expect and there is no escape for her. Little does she know that a plan is brewing inside those very castle walls.


5. Chapter 5


     “GINNY!” Voices called, as Ginny jogged further and further away from the comfort of her house. They were close to finding her. Turning down a deserted laneway, she finally spotted a big sturdy oak tree. Being far enough from the voices, she began to climb, but not being very skilled, the bark scraped and tore her skin, causing it to bleed. Finally deciding on a thick branch, she sat, securely placing her legs below her. She was shaking, her hands stung with blood.

     She flourished her wand from the back pocket of her jeans, just as a precaution. From the pocket of her hoodie, she took out some parchment. She read the letter, and re-read it and then re-read it again. She re-read it until she thought she understood it. She was wishing that magically new words would appear on the parchment, right in front of her eyes, to assist her understanding. If only. She thought. There’s such a thing as magic, not miracles.

'Dear Ginny,

I’m sorry, for everything, but I implore you understand what I’m about to say.

In my sixth year, Dumbledore summoned me to his office, for a sort of secret meeting. But that meeting was the centre of it all. From that meeting onwards, we examined Voldemort’s past, discussing his somewhat immortality. We found it, the only solution to finally destroy him. The answer was never simple, but it turned out to be 100% more complicated that we initially thought. “Destroy the Horcruxes and we can destroy him.” You’ve encountered some of these Horcruxes, well one of them, one of seven: Marvolo Gaunt’s Ring, Tom Marvolo Riddle’s diary, Salazar Slytherin’s Locket, Rowena Ravenclaw’s Diadem, Helga Hufflepuff’s Cup, Voldemort’s Snake, Nagini… and me.

Ron, Hermione, and myself endured the difficult task of finding and destroying these horcruxes. This once again proved difficult. So far, we found and destroyed three, but this still leaves a remaining four.

I am going to be completely honest with you Ginny. This war, it will destroy the Wizarding World, but we hope to eradicate Voldemort, so hopefully no one ever has to go through something like this again.

Of course, the situation is a little more complex than what I have just explained, but I too am still trying to get my head around it all. But Ginny, whatever happens, whatever we find, you’ll be part of it. If something is to happen, recruit the D.A.


     Despite Ginny’s disagreement, she knew someone was eventually going to convince her that there was definitely no other alternative. She knew that going to Hogwarts was inevitable. She had a gut feeling she couldn’t ignore, that this was the worst possible decision she had ever made.




     As dusk began to be more apparent, Ginny sat smoothing the creases that had appeared from her instantaneous frowning. She finally agreed, she was going to go to Hogwarts. She acknowledged the fact that she would have to take a trip to Diagon Alley, a most wonderful memory in her past.

     The others hadn’t found her, so she assumed they had given up their search. Wriggling her legs to get the feeling back, Ginny steadily turned around, landing with both feet on the ground. Checking to ensure no one was watching or following her, she slowly made her way home.

     When she arrived, she was hesitant to walk through the front door. Turning the handle, she stepped out of the shadows of the doorway. Hermione, Ron, Fred, George, Harry, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, they were all waiting for her. “Oh Ginny darling!” Mrs. Weasley ran to her daughter and wrapped her in tight hug. “Where did you go? We were so worried about you!”

     “Never mind that mum, you could’ve been killed, did you realise that? In case you didn’t notice, a year ago, Death Eaters came to kill us and destroy our house.”

     “Oh Ronald, you were the one who caused her to leave in the first place.” Hermione defended Ginny, as they started bickering in the corner of the kitchen. “Actually ‘Mione, it was the fact that we were sending her back to Hogwarts that caused her to run away.”

     “Yes, but if you hadn’t made her upset, Harry wouldn’t have had to take her for a walk and he wouldn’t have had to break the news to her like that, therefore she wouldn’t have run away.”


     “Are you alright Ginny? You’re not hurt are you?” Ginny looked sheepishly at her hands. Mrs. Weasley, scurrying to collect a towel to wipe away the blood, found Ginny speaking her thoughts aloud. “I’ll go.”

     “Excuse me?” Mrs. Weasley asked, dabbing cautiously at Ginny’s hands.

     “I’ll go.” She whispered. “I’ll go to Hogwarts.”

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