An Accpetable Risk - part 29 added 4/30/04

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Sat Aug 03, 2002 8:39 pm

I really like this story. I can just see Ginny doing this to protect Harry. It's great!

Post by **majiklmoon** » Sun Aug 04, 2002 6:55 pm

An Acceptable Risk Part 9 The first Hogsmede weekend had just been announced, and all the students were excited about the opportunity to venture into the wizarding village. All except for Ginny. He plan was moving along perfectly, and unfortunately, that meant nobody in the school was speaking to her. Everyone in Gryffindor thought she was a traitor of the worst sort, and the Slytherins didn’t trust her at all.  Well, that’s not quite true, she thought to herself.  Draco seems to be trusting me more and more. I just wish I had someone I could talk to. I miss talking with Hermione so much. Knowing what she wanted was impossible, Ginny sighed and threw herself on her bed and drew the curtains, effectively shutting herself off from the rest of the world The sound of footsteps shook her from her reverie, and Professor McGonagall walked into the room in her no nonsense manner. “Miss Weasley, you are to report to Professor Dumbledore’s office immediately.” She pulled open the bed curtains and looked down at Ginny, who was huddled on the bed. “And I would advise you  NOT to dawdle,” she sniffed. “Yes Professor,” said Ginny as she slid down off the bed and hurried down the stairs. The common room, which had been filled with the happy Gryffindor’s, making plans for Hogsmede fell suddenly silent when Ginny and Professor McGonagall entered the room. Cheeks blazing, but head held high, Ginny walked through the room, looking neither left nor right, but keeping her eyes straight ahead. The two walked silently though the halls until they reached the statue blocking the entrance to Dumbledore’s office. “Coca~Cola,” said Professor McGonagall and the door was slowly reveled. “Coca~Cola?” questioned Ginny. “Yes,” said McGonagall with a small sigh. “A nasty beverage, but Headmaster Dumbledore is particularly fond of it. Go on with you, up the stairs and see what he wants, and mind you, don’t tarry in the halls on your way back.” “Yes Professor McGonagall,” said Ginny as she started up the stairs. Outside the office door, Ginny paused for a moment, took a deep breath and knocked. “Come in,” said Dumbledore as the swung open. “Ah Miss Weasley, come in, come in. How are you this evening?” “I’m fine sir,” said Ginny. “You wanted to see me?” “Yes, yes, we’ll get to that, but first, bring me up to date, how is your plan progressing?” Ginny brought him up to date in clear quiet tones, telling him nothing of the way she was being ostracized by everybody. She explained that Draco had begun to confide in her and in fact had begun to actively seek her out in the evenings at the library. “Excellent, excellent,” said the Headmaster. “And you Miss Weasley, how are [I fairing during all this subterfuge? Any problems?” “No sir, I’m fine,” Ginny said in a small voice. “Ginny, if you don’t tell me the truth, I can’t help you,” said Dumbledore. “Well, aside from the fact that everyone in Gryffindor hates me, nobody in Slytherin trusts me, and those in Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw ignore me, everything is fine!” shouted Ginny. “That’s better,” said Dumbledore. “You know Miss Weasley, you don’t have to continue this charade. Nobody will think less of you if you want to give this up.” “No, I can’t,” said Ginny. “I’ll do whatever it takes to save Harry. He means everything to me. This is working, I know it is. Harry gets so angry every time he sees me with Draco, and anger is better than the apathy he has been feeling!” “Very true, Miss Weasley, very true indeed. However, I have been quite concerned regarding your isolation from your friends, quite concerned indeed. In fact, several members of the faculty have expressed concern over both the way you have been acting and they way your actions have been received as well.” “Good,” said Ginny grimly. “That means it’s working.” “Yes, it does,” agreed Dumbledore. “Now there are several other items I need to address, the first being your mother.” He walked over to the small fire that was burning in the fireplace and threw in a handful of powder into it and Molly Weasley’s head appeared in the flames. “H-Hi Mum,” Ginny said nervously. “Ginny, Headmaster Dumbledore says you have something urgent you have to tell me. What is it Love?” “Do I have to tell her?” asked Ginny nervously as she looked at Dumbledore. “Yes Ginny, you do. She is your mother and she deserves to know everything.” Ginny turned back to the fire, and after extracting a promise from her mother to not interrupt, told her about her plan to befriend Draco Malfoy and to become a death eater and to save Harry. As she spoke, Molly Weasley pressed a fist to her mouth in an effort to keep her promise and remain silent, but when Ginny was finished she opened her mouth and prepared to yell but was interrupted by Dumbledore. “Think Molly before you say something you will regret.” “I’m sorry Albus, but this is wrong, all wrong. I love Harry, you know I do, but I don’t think I can sacrifice one child I love to save another child.” “Nobody’s asking you to do that Mum!” shouted Ginny. “This isn’t your sacrifice, or your decision, it’s mine. I love Harry, not some little girl crush, but real love, and I’ll do anything to save him.” Molly lowered her head, defeated. She didn’t know if Harry loved Ginny, but she was certain of one thing. Ginny loved Harry the way a she loved Arthur, and she wasn’t about to let anything put that love in danger. “Ginny, be careful. I couldn’t bear it if anything happened to you,” said Molly. “I know Mum, just like I couldn’t bear it if anything happened to Harry. I’ll be careful, I promise.” “And you’ll check in at least once a week!” demanded Molly. “Yes Mum, I’ll send you an owl at least once a week.” “No! Not an owl. I want to be able to see your face and make sure you are fine. Albus?” she questioned. “Can you arrange it?” “Yes Molly, that will be no problem. I’ll make arrangements for Ginny to come to my office on a weekly basis to talk with you. Agreed Miss Weasley?” “Yes,” said Ginny knowing she had no other choice. “Mum, I love you,” she said. “And I you Ginny. Godspeed my daughter, Godspeed,” said Molly as her head faded from the flames. “Not meaning to argue sir,” said Ginny, turning to Dumbledore, “But won’t it look very suspicious, my coming here every week?” “Indeed it would Ginny, but there in lies the second part of my summons tonight. I have something for you.” He reached into a drawer in his desk and removed a package. Ginny took the package with trembling hands and opened it. Folds of shimmering fabric spilled forth. “What is it sir?” she asked in a puzzled voice. “I mean it’s a cloak of some sort, but what does it do?” “This Miss Weasley is an invisibility cloak, not unsimilar to the one belonging to Mr. Potter.” “Oh, you know about that, do you?” asked Ginny in an abashed voice. “Yes, I do know all about that,” laughed Dumbledore. “Now, use this cloak wisely Miss Weasley, it can help you in many different endeavors, not just the most obvious ones.” “Thank you sir,” said Ginny wrapping the cloak around herself. Her disembodied voice giggled softly. “This could be fun,” she said. “But I do promise to use it wisely, I do.” “I know you will Ginny,” said Dumbledore as he smiled in the direction of her voice. “Just remember what I said, this cloak has many many uses.” <center>Margo is a Super ORB!</center><center><center>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<center>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</center></color~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ <a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ... 2a.gif></a>

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Sun Aug 04, 2002 10:37 pm

Oh, another awesome part. What's Ginny going to use the cloak for?????

Post by **roswellkitkat** » Sun Aug 04, 2002 11:04 pm

How absolutely delicious Tracie! I am glad you can focus on some of your forgotten treasures! <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"> <img src=http://216.40.241.68/contrib/fk/flowerkitty.gif ALT=":kitty"> <center>*************<center>And I believe<center> <center>That angels breathe<center> <center>And that love will live on and never leave<center><center>*************<center>************* <center>The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return"

Post by **bistyboo1974** » Mon Aug 05, 2002 4:51 pm

I can't help myself any longer -- I know I said I'd wait until I was finished writing my fic to start reading one, but I caved. And let me tell you,  Tracie. Three paragraphs in & I'm already  crying!! <blockquote>Quote:<hr> It started with Cedric Diggory’s death in the tri wizard championship. Nobody blamed Harry for Cedric’s death. Nobody but Harry that is.<hr></blockquote> Did I ever mention that, when I read GoF, I bawled like a baby when Cedric died & didn't stop until about a half hour after I finished reading the book?? OK ... gonna keep reading now! <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"> <center><img src=http://www.fortunecity.com/victorian/st ...

Post by **bistyboo1974** » Mon Aug 05, 2002 5:31 pm

<img src=http://www.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> I'm  so glad I caved!! <img src=http://www.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... n_anim.gif ALT=":grin"> That's awesome, awesome stuff,  Tracie!! Go, Ginny!! I can't wait to read more!! <center><img src=http://www.fortunecity.com/victorian/st ...

Post by **majiklmoon** » Mon Aug 05, 2002 7:35 pm

:0 thanks <center>Margo is a Super ORB!</center><center><center>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<center>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</center></color~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ <a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ... 2a.gif></a>

Post by **majiklmoon** » Mon Aug 05, 2002 11:32 pm

Chapter Ten – A Bit of Snogging Hermione got up from her bed where she had been lying writing in her diary, to answer the knock at her door. “Yes,” she said, opening the door, but there was nobody there. “Really,” she said. “I mean, aren’t we a little above these childish pranks?” She was just about to shut the door when she heard a soft giggle. She looked around but saw nobody. Again, she started to shut the door, when Ginny Weasley’s disembodied face appeared before her. Hermione opened her mouth to scream, but stopped when she saw Ginny’s arm emerge and motion for quiet. Hermione opened the door wider so that Ginny could enter. Once Ginny was in the room, Hermione placed wards on the door, ensuring that nobody could enter. Ginny scribbled something on a piece of paper and passed it to Hermione. After she read it, she picked up her wand and said, “Silencius Audious.” Lowering her wand, she looked at Ginny and grinned. “There, that should take care of it, nobody can hear anything now. Ginny, what are you doing? Did you knick that from Harry?” Ginny removed the cloak and threw herself on Hermione’s bed. “No, but you won’t believe where I did get it from,” she said, grinning at Hermione expectantly. “You are not going to tell me that Draco Malfoy gave that to you,” declared Hermione. “There is no way.” “Wrong, but I won’t torture you; Dumbledore gave it to me.” “Dumbledore? Why? Does he think it will be useful?” She crawled up onto the bed and sat next to her friend. “No, actually, what he said was that it would be helpful in many endeavors, not only the most obvious ones.” “I wonder what he meant by that?” pondered Hermione. “Ginny,” she said abruptly. “Do you want something to eat? I can have one of the House Elves bring you something. You haven’t been eating well at meals, and you look like you are losing weight.” Ginny burst out laughing and sat up. “You, the president and founder of S.P.E.W. voluntarily asking a House Elf for anything? I may say yes just to see if you can actually do it.” “Ginny, don’t tease,” said the older girl. “I’m serious. I think this whole thing is too much for you. I’m worried about you.” She was about to say more, but a knock on the door interrupted her. Ginny quickly covered herself with the invisibility cloak and sat as still as possible while Hermione opened the door to find Ron on the other side. “Hey Hermione,” he said, kissing her lightly on the cheek. “Are you ready to go to the library?” “Oh, er, about that,” she stammered. “What, did you forget? We were going to start researching our essays for Professor Binns.” “No, I didn’t forget Ron, it’s just that, I can’t go. I’ve got a terrible headache, and I really just want to go to bed early,” Hermione improvised. “Headache? Do you want me to take you up to Madam Pomfrey?” “No it’s just a simple headache. I’m sure I’ll be fine after a good night’s sleep,” Hermione responded, touched by his concern. “It’s that rotter Ginny that has you all tied up in knots, isn’t it?” demanded Ron. “Ron,” Hermione gasped. “Don’t talk like that. Ginny is your sister after all.” “That little git isn’t any sister of mine,” said Ron strongly. “No sister of mine would treat my girlfriend the way she’s treated you. She’s been positively beastly lately. It’s like she’s, like she’s a Slytherin or something. Did you know she quit the Quidditch team today? How we’re going to come up with a decent Keeper at this late date is beyond me.” Hermione struggled to hide a grin. Trust Ron, no matter what the conversation had been about to bring it around to Quidditch. “Look, Ron, I’m really tired. I was going to have one of the House Elves bring me up a small snack, and then I was planning on going to bed, really. It has nothing to do with Ginny. You know me, always carrying too full a schedule that’s all.” “A House Elf? Blimey, you must be sick. Come on,” he said grabbing her by the arm. “I’m taking you to the Hospital Wing, right away.” “Ron, will you let go of me,” she said pulling her arm free of his grasp. “I am not sick, but I am hungry and I do have a headache. Look, I think it’s really sweet of you to be so concerned, but please, just get Harry to go to the Library with you. I just want to go to bed.” “Harry,” Ron snorted. “Fat lot of good that would do. He’s busy tearing apart the castle looking for Ginny. He was muttering something about giving her a real talking too.” “Fine, good, go help him, but please, just leave me alone,” she said practically shoving him out the door. “Wait a second, don’t I get a good night kiss?” he said wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. Hermione glanced back at her bed and then pushed Ron out the door. “Of course you do, come out here and I’ll kiss you goodnight,” she said a bit desperately. “Hermione!” he roared. “You are the Head Girl, you have your own room. We don’t have to do our snogging in the hallway!” “Oh, yeah, silly me,” she said weakly. She stood up on tiptoe and wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. “There, goodnight, I’ll see you at breakfast,” she said as she pushed him the rest of the way out the door and closed it firmly. “Ok,” she whispered to Ginny. “It safe, he’s gone.” “You only think so,” Ginny giggled. “Five, four, three, two, one.” As she said one, there was a knock at the door. Hermione opened it to find Ron standing on her doorstep again. “Are you sure you’re ok?” he asked. “You are acting rather particular.” “Ron, seriously, I’m fine. Look, I do have a headache, and I just want to go to bed. I guess you are right. Ginny’s behaviour is really starting to get to me. I just want to go to sleep and forget about it for a while.” “Ok, but if you need anything, let me know,” said Ron. He leaned down and hugged her and whispered in her ear, “I love you,” and quickly stepped out the door, closing it behind him. Hermione quickly put the wards back on the door and repeated the silencing charm while Ginny threw off the invisibility cloak. “Wow,” she said. “He really does love you, doesn’t he?” “Never mind that,” said Hermione, her cheeks dusted with color. “About the cloak.” “Well, Dumbledore had been talking to me about the stress and strain and how hard it was to have everybody hating me. I think he knew I needed someone to talk to, and he gave me a way,” said Ginny simply. “Besides, Hermione, did you hear what Ron said about Harry? He’s tearing apart the castle looking for me. He’s doing something besides sitting on his bed, staring at the ceiling. I think it’s working, I really do.” “Yes,” said the older girl thoughtfully. “But at what expense? <center>Margo is a Super ORB!</center><center><center>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<center>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</center></color~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ <a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ... 2a.gif></a> Edited by: <A HREF=http://p199.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrea ... iklmoon</A> at: 4/12/05 8:21 pm

Post by **roswellkitkat** » Tue Aug 06, 2002 10:30 am

I need to know, at what expense, at what expense? Tracie...between you and Bisty...I have all the HP I need. I had forgotten how much I enjoyed HP fiction. Thank you! <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"> <center>*************<center>And I believe<center> <center>That angels breathe<center> <center>And that love will live on and never leave<center><center>*************<center>************* <center>The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return"

Post by **majiklmoon** » Tue Aug 06, 2002 12:42 pm

no no no, thank you for without feedback there would be no HP fanfiction, at least not from tracie <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"> <center>Margo is a Super ORB!</center><center><center>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<center>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</center></color~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ <a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ... 2a.gif></a>

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Tue Aug 06, 2002 5:21 pm

I am so enjoying this story.. GO GINNY

Post by **bistyboo1974** » Tue Aug 06, 2002 6:07 pm

<img src=http://www.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... n_anim.gif ALT=":grin"> Ron & Hermione  snogging -- I <img src=http://216.40.241.68/otn/love/1luvu.gif ALT=":love"> it!!! Keep going  Tracie!! And good for Harry, getting off his heiney and looking for Ginny!! <img src=http://www.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> <center><img src=http://www.fortunecity.com/victorian/st ...

Post by **majiklmoon** » Tue Aug 06, 2002 10:41 pm

hmmm...interesting, a post from princess showed up where my story was An Acceptable Risk Part 11 The first Hogsmede weekend had been a great disappointment in many ways to Ginny. Nobody walked with her, or talked to her. In fact, when she walked into the Three Broomsticks, the level of conversation dropped considerable. Ginny, her head held high, walked to the bar and ordered a butterbeer. She made herself finish the drink slowly before she walked back out the door. Once outside, she collapsed against the door and fought to keep the tears at bay. “Ginny, Hi,” said Draco. She turned, startled and gasped. ”Draco,” she said. “Where did you come from? I never heard you.” “I apperated,” he said simply. “But, that’s against the rules!” Ginny cried, aghast. “So it is, but I did it anyhow.” “But aren’t you afraid of getting caught?” she questioned. “No, I’m not afraid. Do you want to learn how to do it? I can teach you.” Ginny sensed that this was a test, so she proceeded cautiously. “I don’t know Draco, what if something went wrong? I mean you are supposed to be taught by a licensed apparitions instructor. How would I explain it if I tried, and I left half of me behind?” “Don’t worry, my father taught me, he said I’d need it for when the Great Lord called me. I can teach you. It will be easy.” Ginny pretended to consider the suggestion. “Well, it could be fun, but I am kind of worried about getting caught,” she said. “It’s really simple, Ginny, I know you could do it,” Draco urged. “As for getting caught, there are ways around it,” he said cagily. “Really!” cried Ginny excitedly. “How? Please Draco, tell me, you can’t say something like that and then drop it. Tell me how?” she pleaded. “There’s a special stone you can wear,” he answered. “My father gave me several. You have to put a special blocking charm on it. It’s a bit tricky, but you could probably handle it,” he said. “A special stone, really? What kind?” “Not so fast, not so fast,” said Draco as he moved closer to her. Ginny tried to step back to give herself some space, but found her back up against the wall of the Three Broomsticks. She took a deep breath to try and quell the sick feeling she had in her stomach. She didn’t much like being so close to Malfoy, but she couldn’t see any way out of it. “Ginny,” said Draco. “I was wondering. There’s going to be another Yule Ball this year. I was wondering if you’d like to go with me?” Ginny blinked at the rapid change of subject, but worked not to show her surprise. “I, I’d like to Draco,” she said, “But I do have a problem. I outgrew my dress robes, and mum and dad didn’t have the money to buy me a new set, and I wouldn’t want you to be ashamed of me.” Ginny forced the distasteful words out. She hated saying anything negative about her parents, especially to Draco, but she had no choice. “Oh, is that all,” Draco said smugly. “That’s easily taken care of, I’ve got plenty of lolly. Father gives me a fantastic allowance.” Ginny felt her back stiffen at his unmitigated gall, but she forced herself to smile. “Well, I don’t know that I’d feel very comfortable,” she started to say. “Ginny, what’s wrong, you’ve gone dreadfully pale. Are you ill?” Ginny shook her head, staring over Draco’s shoulder. “Um Draco,” she gulped. “I think your father’s here to see you.” She pointed and Draco whirled around to see his father looming over him. “Good afternoon Draco, who is your friend?” inquired Lucius Malfoy in an oily tone. “Father,” said Draco, struggling to cover his surprise. “What brings you to Hogsmede?” “Oh, I knew you were going to be here, and I just apperated in to see how you are doing on that little matter we discussed.” “I’m doing just fine Father, now if you’ll excuse me?” Draco forced out from between gritted teeth. “And who is this enchanting young woman?” asked Malfoy senior. “Surely this cannot be Ginny Weasley?” “H-how do you do,” Mr. Malfoy,” said Ginny faintly. “My you have grown up. I insist that you join Draco and I for a drink inside. Please come in,” he said opening the door to the Three Broomsticks and ushering in Draco and Ginny. If the conversation had lessened when Ginny walked in earlier, it was dead silent now. Students from Hogwarts stared as Ginny sat down at a table with Draco and Lucius Malfoy. A slow flush colored Ginny’s cheeks and she struggled to regain her composure. Come on, she said to herself. I can’t let him know he bothers me. I have to be strong. Ginny took a deep breath and asked Draco if he’d get her a butterbeer. Once he left the table, Ginny turned to his father. “And how are you, Mr. Malfoy?” she asked politely. “Don’t bore me with your inane social chit chat. I know you are up to something you scheming little brat, and I’m here to tell you stay away from my son. No filthy Weasley will be getting their hands on the Malfoy fortune,” Lucius said in a hiss. Ginny was spared from answering by the return of Draco, with their drinks. She took a sip of the warm butterbeer, using the opportunity to compose herself after listening to Malfoy’s speech. She turned to Draco, and smiled her thanks for the drink and said, “Draco, your father and I have been having such a wonderful chat.” “The poor man seems terribly misinformed. He seems to think that I’m after your family fortunes,” she said with a shrill little laugh. “What!” exploded Draco. “Now now Draco,” said Lucius smoothly. “I’m sure Miss Weasley misunderstood what I was saying. “I was merely explaining that such an old wizarding family as ours has to be careful with whom we align ourselves.” Ginny took another sip of her drink, aware that the next move was up to her. “Perhaps I did misunderstand Mr. Malfoy,” she conceded. “The truth of the matter is, Draco has been advising me about ways to prosper in the wizarding world. I believe it’s quite obvious that my parent’s methods certainly aren’t working. In fact, Draco has been telling me how important it is to, um make the right contact, and that’s something I certainly intend on doing. I’ve come to realize being a noble and brave Gryffindor isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. Nobility doesn’t keep you warm and fed.” “Interesting theories, Miss Weasley,” said Lucius as the door to the Three Broomsticks opened. Ron and Hermione walked in, hand in hand, followed by Harry. “Oh look,” said Ginny snidely. “There’s a perfect example of the wrong contacts. Why my foolish brother chooses to align himself with that freak of nature is beyond me.” “And do you refer to Mr. Potter?” asked Lucius. “Well, both of them actually,” said Ginny, clenching her hands tightly under the table. “But I was referring to that freak of nature Hermione.” “You don’t like her, I take it?” asked Lucius as he took a large drink from the tankard in front of him. “I was fooled by her for a long time, but I’m beginning to see the light, with help from Draco here,” she said smiling at the blond boy beside her. “Ron’s made his choice. I’ve tried to help him see that he shouldn’t associate with that filthy mudblood, but he won’t see reason. He says he loves her. I don’t think love is going to save him in the end, but as I said, he’s made his choice.” Ginny smiled coldly at her brother as he walked by, but inside she was shaking. “Well, it appears as though I may have been wrong about you Miss Weasley. Quite wrong indeed,” said Lucius. “I think you have the potential to go far in the wizarding world. There are great changes that are going to occur, and I think it’s very wise to align yourself with the new power. He raised his tankard to Ginny and took another drink. “Very wise indeed.” <center>Margo is a Super ORB!</center><center><center>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<center>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</center></color~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ <a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ... 2a.gif></a> Edited by: <A HREF=http://pub84.ezboard.com/umajiklmoon.sh ... iklmoon</A> <IMG HEIGHT=10 WIDTH=10 SRC="http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/images/moon18.gif" BORDER=0> at: 8/7/02 9:22:47 am

Post by **bistyboo1974** » Wed Aug 07, 2002 9:41 am

** Bisty looks around for part eleven** <img src=http://www.contrabandent.com/cwm/s/cont ... m/sad2.gif ALT=":pout"> Where is it?? <center><img src=http://www.fortunecity.com/victorian/st ...

Post by **roswellkitkat** » Wed Aug 07, 2002 1:01 pm

Go Tracie, go Tracie!  Bisty,that was part eleven. <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"> <center>*************<center>And I believe<center> <center>That angels breathe<center> <center>And that love will live on and never leave<center><center>*************<center>************* <center>The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return"Edited by: <A HREF=http://pub84.ezboard.com/uroswellkitkat ... lkitkat</A> at: 8/7/02 12:02:59 pm

Post by **bistyboo1974** » Wed Aug 07, 2002 1:13 pm

It wasn't there before,  Melisa -- it had disapparated! <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"> Great job,  Tracie! That nasty Lucius ... grrr!! I hope he gets what's coming to him!! <center><img src=http://www.fortunecity.com/victorian/st ...

Post by **roswellkitkat** » Wed Aug 07, 2002 4:37 pm

There goes Tracie practicing her magic again! She  poofed away and then  poofed it back! <img src=http://www.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... /cwm27.gif ALT=":lol"> <center>*************<center>And I believe<center> <center>That angels breathe<center> <center>And that love will live on and never leave<center><center>*************<center>************* <center>The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return"

Post by **Duchess67** » Thu Aug 08, 2002 6:36 am

I've only read up to part 3 so far, but I'll catch up later because this is starting out great! <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"> You can't get more shocking than the announcement that Ginny wants to become a Death Eater. *shivers* Now I need to scramble to feed my critters, do  something with my hair (which is still in a towel) and scoot off to work. <img src=http://www.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... /cwm27.gif ALT=":lol"> I'm all caught up now and looking for more! <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"> <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"> <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"> Poor Ginny, having to put up with the attentions of Draco Malfoy *makes gagging noises* and his arrogant father to boot! This is an excellent story, Tracie. *vbg* <center>*************************************</center> <center>Crighton to Scorpius~"Kryptonite, Silver Bullet, Buffy? What's it gonna take to keep you in a grave?"</center> <center> Zan is the man! And what an adorable doll baby he is too. </center> <center>~Xander~"Ah, demons. That's not something you see every day. Unless you're us!"</center> <center>~Robbie Samuels~"Sorry, I just got this weird mental image of an Immortal action figure collection, hordes of women searching the stores for the rare Methos doll, complete with baggy sweater and a bottle of beer," the teenager laughed. </center> <center>~unknown~Once I gave up my hold on reality I had so many more options.</center> <center> Liam's Kimeran Goddess-of whatever I choose, so don't push me! LOL</center>Edited by: <A HREF=http://pub84.ezboard.com/uduchess67.sho ... chess67</A> <IMG HEIGHT=10 WIDTH=10 SRC="http://www.ezboard.com/ezgfx/gicons/black_lightning.gif" BORDER=0> at: 8/8/02 10:05:59 am

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Fri Aug 09, 2002 12:39 pm

I HATE LUCIUS MALFOY. He makes me feel dirty all over just reading about him....he is <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /devil.gif ALT=":evil">

Post by **majiklmoon** » Fri Aug 09, 2002 9:45 pm

An Acceptable Risk Part 12 Hermione waited in her room, and waited for Ginny to show up. The knock on her door didn’t come until after midnight. She opened the door, and felt a small breeze as Ginny, in her invisibility cloak walked in. Hermione automatically locked the door and cast the wards to ensure that nobody could get in and quickly cast the spell silence their voices to those outside the room. Ginny removed the cloak and looked at her friend. “I don’t think I can do this anymore,” she said right before she burst into tears. Hermione stood for a moment, at a loss as to what to do. As a former prefect, and now Head Girl, she was used to dealing with sniveling first years that were homesick, but this was different. “Ginny, what’s happened. Did that rat Draco, or his miserable excuse for a father do anything to hurt you?” “No,” sniffled Ginny. “It’s nothing like that. Its just even being near Lucius Malfoy makes me feel dirty, inside and out. I’ve taken three baths so far this evening, and my skin still has this creepy crawly feeling.” “I know what you mean,” admitted Hermione. “I feel the same way. Do you want to talk about this afternoon, or would you rather keep it too yourself?” “No, I’ll talk about it, because I’m going to need your help with something.” “What? Anything, Ginny, you know that.” “Well, Draco’s invited me to the Yule Ball, and I told him I’d have to think about it because I’d outgrown my dress robes and that Mum and Dad didn’t have the money to replace them.” “But Ginny, that’s a lie, you’ve got those perfectly beautiful emerald colored robes that,” she stopped as she realized why Ginny had said that. “Let me guess, you said that so you could go into some big speech about how much you hated being poor and all of that?” “Exactly, besides, I don’t want to wear those robes for anybody but Harry,” Ginny admitted. “I know it sounds stupid, but they match the color of his eyes so perfectly.” Hermione walked over to her trunk and started searching through it. “I have my old blue ones from the first ball, but I don’t think their right for your coloring.” “No, and the look to innocent for what I have in mind,” said Ginny musingly. “I think I have an idea. Are you ever going to wear these again?” she asked Hermione. “No, I’ve grown about four inches since I got them. They won’t fit anymore, but they should fit you height wise. But Ginny,” she said haltingly. “Don’t you think they’ll be a bit snug across the, um, chest?” Ginny looked down at her chest, which while not overly large, was more developed than Hermione’s. “Actually, that may work to my benefit,” she said gathering up the robes. “I have to meet with Dumbledore, I learned something very important today, and I have to let him know about it.” “Well, sure, I’ll go, but why didn’t you tell him as soon as you got back from Hogsmeade?” “Well, Draco was with me all afternoon, and he introduced me to some of the Slytherin girls who stuck to me like glue. I swear, they are the must annoying stuck up bunch in the world.” “What do you mean?” laughed Hermione. “How would you feel if you were stuck with a room full of Pansy Parkinson’s for an entire afternoon?” Ginny asked dryly. “Point taken. How are we going to get in to see Dumbledore?” she asked, changing the subject. “I have the password, and we should both be able to fit under the cloak. It’s not like you haven’t done  that before.” The two girls giggled as the enveloped themselves in Ginny’s cloak. Hermione removed the wards from her door. The two stepped out into the hallway and down the stone steps that lead to the Gryffindor common room. The room was empty except for Harry and Ron who were sitting before the roaring fire. Before them, on the table were all manner of snacks purloined from the house elves. The two girls crept forward quietly, virtually ignoring the boys and their conversation. They were halfway to the door when what Ron was saying finally made sense to Hermione. He was talking about her. “…really care about her,” said Ron. “Actually, I can see us getting married some day. But I have to find a super job, and I really don’t have any idea of what I want to do. I don’t think I want to go into the Ministry like Percy and my Dad. Maybe Bill could get me in with Gringotts? Harry, are you listening to me?” “Yeah, you, Hermione, Gringotts,” said Harry, staring intently into the fire. “’Course the thing is, Hermione’s really smart, and she’s going to want to work too. I’m sure of it, and she should. She’s the smartest person in our year.” Hermione smiled to herself at Ron’s words. “She probably won’t want to be one of those mum’s who stays at home with the kids. Not that I think that’s a bad thing. It was great having Mum around all the time. Well, usually it was,” he amended. “But Hermione, well she’s just brilliant. She’s destined to do great things. Actually, she’s so brilliant that she’ll probably realize that I’m the worst thing in the world for her,” he said in a suddenly downcast voice. “Hermione loves you, Ron, and you love her, now will you give it a rest!” shouted Harry. Ginny and Hermione stared at each other in amazement at his outburst. “Tell me again about Draco and Ginny and Lucius Malfoy.” As Ron told Harry about the encounter in the Three Broomsticks, Ginny and Hermione began their escape toward the door, when this time Ginny paused. “Ginny doesn’t know what she’s doing,” said Harry. “She’s going to end up getting hurt. Didn’t she learn anything her first year at Hogwarts?” Harry absently rubbed his scar as he continued. “The Malfoy’s are dangerous, she should know that. You know Ron, I’m beginning to think we haven’t done her any favors by keeping her in the dark about Voldemort and the death eaters.” “Don’t say his name,” said Ron. “You know I hate that.” “But she’s just a baby,” Harry continued, ignoring Ron’s outburst. “She needs to be protected.” Ginny bristled at being called a baby, and Hermione quickly put her hand over her mouth to keep her from saying anything. “In case you haven’t noticed, Ginny may be my little sister, but she’s anything but a baby Harry.” “You’re right, she’s not a baby, not any longer, but she deserves to be protected from the evilness in this world. I- I couldn’t save Cedric, but maybe, I can save Ginny.” Ron said nothing, but placed a hand on his friend’s shoulder. Ginny and Hermione waited several more minutes, but the boys remained silent. Finally, Hermione gave Ginny a poke, and the two made their way out into the hallway. “What’s the password?” Hermione whispered when they stood outside Dumbledore’s office. “Shhhh,” whispered Ginny. “Someone’s coming. The two girls pushed up against the wall and held their breath. Hermione felt Ginny stiffen when Draco, Crabbe and Goyle came into view. The three boys paused outside the entrance of Dumbledore’s office. Hearing nobody, they continued on their way. “Father says the tunnel is over here, behind this stupid knight,” said Draco. “When’d he tell you that,” muttered Goyle. “Seems to me you were with that red-headed Gryffindor tramp the whole time.” Draco turned around, his eyes flashing angry sparks. “Watch what you say about her,” he hissed. “You have no idea what you are talking about. She’s not like the other losers in her house. She’s different, she’s special.” Realizing that he’d revealed too much, Draco glared fiercely at his two sidekicks. “Don’t worry about Ginny, I’ve got that situation totally under control. Besides, Father explained to me how to get out when I sent Ginny up to get us some butterbeers. He said to tap three times on the fourth stone up from the bottom, on the side where the knight’s sword is, and the passageway will open up. We follow it out, and it will bring us just outside the grounds of the school, and we can apperate from there.” Draco reached behind the knight and tapped on the appropriate stone, and a small passageway was revealed. Draco pulled out his wand and whispered “Lumos” and the three headed down into the tunnel. Ginny started to follow them, but Hermione grabbed her. “We can’t,” she said. “We have to tell Dumbledore.” Ginny reluctantly agrees and whispers “Coca~Cola,” and the passageway to Dumbledore’s office is revealed. <center>Margo is a Super ORB!</center><center><center>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<center>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</center></color~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ <a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ... 2a.gif></a>

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