Musings in the Chamber

Musings in the Chamber

I could feel the energy draining out of me. If this was what death was like, I guess it wasn't all that bad. I could hear faint noises, but they were slowly drowned out. I could feel thudding noises across the floor, and screams.

I wondered what Mum and Dad would say. I wondered what all my brothers would say. They would be sad, but no one would miss poor little Ginny. Harry, especially. He didn't even know I existed, and I was content to keep it that way. Just Ginny, in the background.

And then, that day, I came downstairs. It was a couple days before we left for Hogwarts. I found Harry sitting at my kitchen table, eating breakfast with my brothers. I was just standing there looking stupid in my bathrobe and bunny slippers. Horrified, I raced back upstairs to my room, trying to hide away from him.

Of course he never suspected anything. No one ever would've suspected me. Quiet, little Ginny. Just doing my work in the background. And now, here I was, lying on a cold, stone floor, about to be known as the girl who ruined the Wizarding World. They could my name in the history books, as the girl who most likely killed Harry Potter and all his friends.

I had no more time to contemplate my death, as I suddenly felt new energy entering my body, and I slowly took a deep breath. Yup, I was alive. Unfortunately. I knew I would probably be expelled, and sent off to Azkaban to stay for the rest of my days. At least then, Harry Potter would notice me. Juvenile delinquent, that's me.

I dared to open my eyes, but I suddenly wished that I hadn't. I was in some kind of cold dungeon. I shivered slightly, and sat up. I felt my head grow heavy, and I suddenly wished I hadn't sat up so fast. I glanced around, at the snake carvings. I saw a huge fang that had been stabbed into a now very defeated looking book. Riddle's Diary. I pushed the images out of my head, and suddenly found myself looking into the very green eyes of Harry Potter. I wanted to just fall back down and die.

After he knew, after any chance of him even liking me, he slowly suggested that we leave. I shakily stood up to follow him, and heavily walked behind him to a pile of rocks, where Harry suddenly shouted through them.

"Ron!" Ron was here too? To witness my expulsion? Oh no... "I've got Ginny! She's alive! She's ok!" I could hear Ron's shouts from the other side, but I couldn't comprehend the words as I had started to sob again. Loud embarrassing sobs...

Harry slowly lifted me through the rocks so I could crawl through the opening to Ron, who grabbed me and hugged me until I couldn't breathe. I saw Professor Lockhart sitting idly off to the side.

"W-what's h-he doing h-here?" I hiccuped.

"He went with us, and tried to do a Memory Charm, but it backfired." Harry said, coming through the opening and tumbling down. He glanced upward.

"Hello, little girl. Why are you crying?" I shook my head, and Ron rolled his eyes. Harry whistled, and a beautiful red phoenix came flying down.

"He's Dumbledore's," Harry said.

We all grabbed hold, and soon we were out of the Chamber. Standing, blinking in the girl's bathroom, I found Moaning Myrtle looking straight at me and Harry. She looked very disappointed, and Ron immediately began to tease me about having competition, but I wasn't listening. This was almost too much. I felt the tears falling again, and Ron grabbed my hand to take me to Dumbledore's office.

So it was over. In the midst of the scolding, hugging, and tears, I scarcely noticed that I hadn't been expelled. Professor Dumbledore hardly seemed mad, in fact. I knew I was lucky. I had just survived a major ordeal with the Dark Lord. But I knew one thing. I could never look Harry in the eye again without remembering that. Why me? I thought desperately as Mum tried to feed me chicken soup in the Hospital Wing. Why me?