"Silly girl."
Ginny could feel herself growing weaker as Tom solidified. "No..." she managed to get to her feet, and tried to run away, but her legs felt like pudding.
"Your time has come, Ginny. You'll never get Harry. You will die here, with no one to save you, and everyone will think you were the heir of Slytherin."
Ginny turned around, angry, "I hate you, Riddle! And your plan doesn't even make sense! If I was the heir of Slytherin, I wouldn't let the basilisk eat me, obviously."
Tom frowned, "I know that. I was just trying to make you upset, and it seems I've succeeded."
Ginny started to grab her wand, but her legs collapsed underneath her, and she fell to the ground, dark spots appearing in her vision.
"You'll never get away with this. Harry, he'll come..." She panted.
"Oh yes, Harry, being the impulsive hero he is, will make his way down here, but by the time he gets here, you'll be almost dead, and I'll be stronger. I will be waiting for him, and I shall call out the basilisk to kill him."
"You...wouldn't."
"Oh yes, I would. You see, Ginevra, dear, I am not just any boy. I am Lord Voldemort, and I will do anything to achieve my goals."
"But...Harry...he killed you."
"Ah yes, you told me. How incredibly annoying that he destroyed my body. But I do not die, Ginevra, I simply...disappear for a little while. It was inevitable that I would come back."
Ginny's vision was going dark. "Harry...will...destroy...you...again."
"I sincerely doubt it. Now goodbye, dear Ginny, have a nice death. I shan't join you."
The last thing Ginny heard was Tom's maniacal laugh ringing through the chamber before she lost consciousness.
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The Unlikely Marauders - A time travel story
FanfictionDraco and Ginny are thrown back in time to the Marauders' second year, where they both join Gryffindor, much to Draco's dismay. There also may or may not be Drinny.... (Oh wait, it's in the tags. That's your answer to that question then.)
