Angel of the Apocalypse

Prologue: The Chamber of Secrets

             Tom Riddle stood over the girl whose life he was draining to bring himself out of his own diary.  He stood there watching her.  He was also waiting for the boy who had started writing in his diary.  He had to meet this Harry Potter.  All he had to do was wait.  The girl would be his bait.

            There was something that disturbed Tom: the girl wasn't dead yet.  He couldn't completely explain it himself.  The spell that Tom held over her was supposed to drain her life force completely, but it didn't matter.  She would make perfect bait to attract Harry Potter to him.  Then, Tom could simply dispose of both of them together.

            "Someone help me," mumbled Ginny Weasley.  Tom looked at her with his red eyes which softened ever so slightly even though he didn't know why.  His hand came close to her cheek, but stopped.  There was something about this girl.  She was strong enough to survive against him.  This was a mystery worth investigating if he only had the time. 

            Tom Riddle was done with Ginny.  She had served her purpose.  She had released the Baslik like she was supposed to, and she was going to be the one to bring Harry Potter to him.  Tom was the memory of a sixteen year old boy who would grow up and become the most powerful dark arts wizards of all time.  He craved his destiny in Hogwarts to become Lord Voldemort.  Ginny Weasley was the first person he had communicated with in more than fifty years.  The girl was love sick over Harry Potter.  "There is no one who can help you, girl," said Tom smoothly.  "No one at all." 

            Ginny Weasley was barely live at that point.  She could hear her heartbeat in her ears.  There was a burning pain her chest as she struggled to keep herself alive.  I'm going to die here.  There's no one who can hear me, she thought to herself.  Tom Riddle waited for her lose consciousness fully.  He went down to her level again.  Her small form was shadowed by the darkness.  The only thing that brought light into the chamber was her fiery red hair.  What little light there was lingered on Ginny's hair.  "Perhaps if I had met you then, this wouldn't be happening now," he whispered as he kissed her on the cheek.  He didn't even feel her cheek when his lips grazed against it.  He had forgotten that he was a memory and pulled away from her.  He turned to look at Ginny again.  Something flashed around her like a pulse, startling Tom.  He paused and stared at her.  What was that?  What did it mean?

            This girl wasn't any ordinary witch.  Tom wondered what she really was.  How could she survive against him when many have fallen to him before.  She didn't have her wand with her.  She was on her back. There was a light golden glow around her body.  "What kind of creature are you?" he whispered as he watched the glow diminish again. 

            The Baslik shifted and Tom got back up.  Harry Potter was now in the Chamber of Secrets.  Tom Riddle would never know what Virginia Weasley really was. 

            Little did Tom Riddle know that the fate of the world was in her hands.

AN: I know it's short, but it's just the start of my new story.  How do you like it so far?  This is going to be a Ginny story.  I'm not sure how I'll do the coupling, but I've got a wonderful new character to introduce in the next part.  ^_~

Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns Harry Potter and all the original stuff from the books.  You know what that stuff is.  I own this story and any new original characters that pop up.  Please ask permission before use.