The Dream

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Chapter Four

The Dream

It was almost pitch black in the forest clearing. If it were not for the flashes of light from wands, Ginny would not be able to see anything. She was running as fast as she could to get away from the battle. Her heart was pounding in her chest as she tried to work out what was going on around her. They were just having a party for all of the workers of the Ministry of Magic and their families, and everything went dark. The next thing she knew, the air was filled with popping sounds from Death Eaters Apparating all around her. She swore there must have been hundreds of them, more than anyone could have ever guessed to be Death Eaters.

Ginny was running so fast, she did not know where she was going. She tripped and looked down and saw the outline of a body on the ground. She did not even have time to stop and see who it was when she felt a strong hand cover her mouth.

“Where do you think you’re going, girlie?” an icy voice whispered in her ear. She was trying to pull the hand over her mouth, but he was too strong, and soon another hand grabbed her wrists and held them down. Ginny tried to scream, but her voice was muffled into his hand and lost in the sounds of the battle. He dragged her into the woods and found a secluded area. She could still hear the screaming of everyone in the battle, though they were sounded much more distant now.

The man released his hand from over her mouth and immediately she began begging him, “Please let me go! Don’t kill me! Please, just let me go--” she was stopped midsentence as a fist met her jaw and she was knocked to the floor.

“You will not speak unless you are spoken to, girl!” the man growled at her. “You better learn your place fast!”

Ginny made no other noise. She tried desperately not to cry; she did not want this man to see her weakness. She began watching him, wondering what her fate was going to be.

The man seemed to be distracted and was looking around the forest, as if he was expecting someone. Before Ginny had the chance to wonder any longer on who he was waiting for, she heard someone moving in the trees directly across from her.

“Did you get the girl?” she heard a woman ask. “Where is she?”

The man pointed over at Ginny, but did not say anything.

“Perfect,” the woman said. “The Dark Lord will be very pleased with you. She is very important to his plans.”

“So you do know his plans then,” the man said. “Tell me then, what are they?”

“If the Dark Lord does not see fit that you know, it is not my place to tell you,” she replied.

Ginny was so confused. What were they talking about? What plans did she fit into? Fear overwhelmed her, and she finally felt tears sneaking out of her eyes and down her pale, bruised face. Neither Death Eater seemed to notice, however. They seemed caught up in an argument that had grown between them.

“The Dark Lord does not want you to know, Lucius. Do not question him.”

Lucius, Lucius Malfoy? Panic hit Ginny when she realized who was on the other side of the mask. Surely, if she was in the hands of Lucius Malfoy, she was not going to come out of this alive! Ginny was glad she was sitting on the forest ground; otherwise, she might have passed out from fear.

“It does not matter anyways,” Lucius said. “I have got the girl like he requested. He is going to be pleased, yes, very pleased.” He seemed to be talking more to himself than to the lady.

“I’m going back to help the others. The Order is putting up a great fight. Several Apparated just seconds after we arrived. I think they were tipped off on us coming today.”

“Go ahead, Bella. I can handle the girl from here,” Lucius said, and with that, she ran into the forest to the sounds of the distant war still raging on.

“YOU!” Lucius barked at Ginny. “Get over here!”

When she hesitated, he pointed his wand at her with a silent spell that forced her to come flying in his direction and land hard on the floor at his feet.

“You will come to me when I call you!” he spat at her.

By this time, Ginny’s eyes were swelling with tears. She could feel a bruise starting to form where she had landed. She could see the tips of his steel-toes boots under his robes. Unable to stop herself, she followed his robes all the way up to his masked face. She could just see his cold, gray eyes through the holes. They were full of hatred, looking down on her.

Ginny was so scared; she did not know what to do. What would happen if she never made it away alive? She would never see her family again. What about her friends at school? What about Harry?

Any further thoughts were interrupted when Lucius grabbed her robes and pulled her to her feet with a force so strong, she could not have stopped it if she would have tried.

“Well now, we have exactly four hours until we leave. A lot can happen in that time,” Lucius growled in her ear. “Whether or not you live or die is none of my concern. It is simply up to you. If you cooperate, you may live. If you don’t cooperate, you will die. I should say the rules are simple enough to understand, even for a blood traitor like you. Wouldn’t you agree?”

Ginny was too scared to speak. His words were still floating in her head, trying to register. You may live... A slap across her face brought her back to reality.

“Answer me when I ask you a question!” Lucius demanded. “Do you agree?”

“Y-y-yes,” Ginny barely managed to say.

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, sir,” she corrected herself.

He leaned towards her and whispered into her ear, “I am going to make you pay for what your family has done, blood traitor.”

Realization of what was about to happen hit Ginny hard. She began to panic. Lucius, who always thought ahead of time, was expecting this reaction and grabbed her hands just in time to prevent her from attacking him or trying to get away.

“It would be very wise for you to control yourself, Miss Weasley,” he said. “After all, we have a long, busy time ahead of us together. I would like it to be as simple as possible. But don’t forget this; I have no problem cursing you right here and right now. I would actually enjoy it. Don’t give me a reason to do so.”

With that, he dragged her to two nearby trees that were considerably close to each other. He conjured ropes with his wands that magically bound Ginny’s arms and legs to the trees, leaving her spread-eagle. He walked close to her, so close she could feel his breath on her shoulder. With a wave of his wand, her clothes were in a pile on the forest ground. All she could do was stand there, completely defenseless, unable to move while he attacked her. She felt him ripping her inside, taking away her innocence, with just one quick movement.

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Ginny woke up in a cold sweat. This had not been the first time she had experienced that dream, but it still affected her as if she had never felt it before.

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Okay, there it is. The long-awaited chapter. I have rewritten this so many times, it is ridiculous. I wanted it to be perfect, and every time I wrote it, I either did not give enough information or I gave too much. Thank you for being so patient. An extra thank you must be given to the people who have left me comments! Please keep them coming! I enjoy hearing from you!