Disclaimer: As always I don't own it or want to, alright it would be cool but I'm not THAT talented so this is for the entire story so no one can complain.
Chapter One: A New Beginning
Someone please help me! Ginny screamed in her head but she knew that no one was going to come rescue her. She was trapped, forever, and it was all her fault.
Blackness surrounded her and it seemed as if it would never end. She could feel nothing, hear nothing, and that left her with little hope.
This has to be the most ridiculous thing I have ever done in my entire life, she reprimanded to herself.
I mean, what kind of person talks to a diary! I should have told someone but then all those things began to happen.
Will Hermione ever forgive me? Or Colin? Or even Harry?
He did get a hold of my diary and I still feel bad for tearing apart his dorm but what was I supposed to do? Just leave it there for him to get possessed by Tom too?
What kind of name is Tom Riddle anyway? Sounds like a name that belongs to a muggle.
Now I am talking to myself. I suppose this is better than not being able to do that! I mean what in the world am I supposed to do? He has complete control of my mind and body. It's depressing, I'm stuck like this forever.
No, I don't even get that. I can actually feel my life slipping away from me. It's like he is taking over my very soul. I think that's what he was aiming for.
I'm not even twelve and my life is over.
This wouldn't have happened if those stupid gits hadn't ignored me all year. We are family what kind of person does that to their family?
Ron just forgot I even existed, what kind of brother is that? So what if he has Hermione and Harry, I exist too!
Ginny could feel the tight ball of anger building up inside of her. Anger that her brothers had just tossed her aside like she didn't even matter. Anger that they forced her into such a silly situation. That she could have cost countless people their lives because a psychotic diary possessed her.
Her life was currently in the hands of a man who was trying to kill everyone in the world. A remnant of one of the most feared dark wizards in the world. Inside of her, she could feel him tearing her apart, sucking the life from deep within her body.
What reason did she have to hope? What was the point? No one cared enough to save her. Not even her brothers.
If I ever get out of here, they have a lot of explaining to do. What kind of person turns their back?
Why must I keep asking myself that question?
Oh wait, it's probably because I can't fathom why someone would turn their back on family members, that would ignore and destroy their happiness.
No one wants me. No one ever wanted me.
Tom hated me.
He was just using me for his own personal gain; his desire to kill Harry because he failed to succeed the first time.
Now there is someone whom I know won't come to my rescue. He hasn't even so much as looked at me.
Of course I was an idiot, squeaking and fleeing like a little girl. He'd never talk to me if I couldn't stay in the same room as him.
Although he does have the most gorgeous eyes of anyone I have ever seen in my entire life!
I could go with seeing those eyes again.
I hope they save Hermione. I don't want her to be petrified forever because of me. She'll probably never forgive me for this.
Not like it matters, I'll never see any of them again.
Now that is being a little harsh don't you think?A soft voice said in the back of her mind.
Ginny turned around, not being able to see anything.
Who are you?
I'm just someone who also had their life marred from Voldemort.
Then what are you doing talking to me?
Because you have so much more to do. You aren't going to let him win are you?
What can I do? He has me trapped.
It's your body is it not?
Why are you so cautious? Do you believe that you are alone in this world?
I didn't use to think that. My family doesn't even care. My brothers won't speak to me, they just turned their backs on me. Dumbledore didn't even help! Who do I have left that cares?
That may be so but there are others who have suffered. Who have never had a family to take care of them, to make them feel loved. You, you are one of the strongest witches I have ever seen. You are eleven and it took him almost a year to break down your defenses. Does that not constitute as strength?
How is that going to save me?
You have to fight. Fight for what you believe is right. One of these days Voldemort, Tom, will come back and you must be strong enough to challenge him. To not shy away from the fear that he has forced into you.
To survive, Ginny thought meekly. To live.
To be free. To help save the wizarding world.
But I'm not strong enough. How am I supposed to help if I am dead?
You won't die. You'll be rescued and in turn, you must return that favor to your rescuer. Help that person like they helped you.
Will I ever hear from you again?
Maybe, it is hard to tell what will happen with this connection when you wake again. But remember, your life is yours to control, never forget that.
Ginny could feel the strong, sort of motherly presence slip away from her, and she was back to the nothingness that constantly locked her soul in this cage. With a sigh she began digging, pulling on the strings that connected her faintly to existence.
The first one she tugged, didn't connect to her, it connected her to Tom. Curiosity bubbled within her and she delved into Tom's very soul. The images, the memories were overwhelming to her. She could feel his hate, feel his fears, taste his anger, and all of it almost tainted her soul.
Almost. The love within her kept her from being consumed by his hate and anger. It allowed her to take his hate and his anger and direct it towards him, locking away the one thing that would help her drive to defeat him.
She pulled away from his soul, shuddering and breaking the connection for all eternity. However, she came back with a knowledge of Dark Arts, Defense, Arithimancy, Charms, Transfiguration, and Ancient Runes. She supposed it was going to come in handy, having advanced knowledge of her subjects so that she could put them to use against him.
With a relieved sigh she thrust herself back into her body. Tom, startled by this, lost his focus and now turned it towards her.
You dare defy me? I'll destroy you little girl
Never! Ginny screamed at him. I won't let you destroy my world! I'll die before you ever get to use my soul to resurrect yourself.
You will die!
Ginny didn't listen as she forced herself with all the strength she could muster to get back into her body. It was like fighting against the darkest of shadows of hell and the only thing she could do was try to repel him with everything that her body had.
Suddenly Ginny could see, she could see from Tom's eyes. He was taunting Harry! Her Harry! Her Savior!
He was currently running from the Basilisk.
Ginny's fury increased ten fold as she pushed on the barriers that separated her from Tom. Slamming through them she took momentary control of his body. The feeling of his soul touching hers was like touching her hand to a burning pan and not pulling it back.
"Leave him alone!" Ginny cried through Tom in Parselmouth. The Basilisk froze and moved back away from Harry, who looked on shocked.
"Ginny?" He called to her.
"It's me, for now. I can't hold him off much longer, I'm trying but it's so hard," Ginny told him.
She could feel Tom ripping through her soul and strength.
"Ginny, hold on!" Harry told her. "Just hold on."
"The diary Harry, you must destroy the diary! It's what has us both trapped in here."
"How?" Harry questioned.
"Give it to the Basilisk, just destroy it please!"
"I will," he called as he began climbing down as fast as he could, sprinting towards the diary.
"Attack!" Tom screamed again. Ginny was thrown forcefully out of his body and into the nothingness again.
No! Ginny cried as she fought for her life.
It seemed like an eternity before she felt Tom's presence disappear.
"Ginny! Ginny! Can you hear me?" She heard Harry's voice calling to her.
Ginny's eyes slowly opened and she found herself gazing into Harry's dark green eyes. "Harry," she said with a smile.
"You're alright," he breathed a sigh of relief as he hugged her tightly. Ginny hugged him back, burying her face against his shoulder.
"I'm sorry," she told him brokenly against his shoulder.
"It's alright, everything will be fine I promise."
"That doesn't change what I did," she whispered.
Harry pulled back, gazing down at her. "It wasn't your fault. You were alone and Tom seemed like he was someone to trust. He fooled me too."
"But I wasn't going to let him control you."
"For that I am grateful."
"And I owe you my life."
"No, I owe you. Had you not fought Tom I never would have known how to defeat him."
"How did you?" She asked now that she was thinking about it.
Harry smiled as he let her up. Ginny could see the Basilisk lying there, moving its tongue in and out as it lay there, seemingly bored. The diary lay at her feet, the sword buried in it.
"You did it," she cried happily as she threw her arms around him for a hug. Harry looked startled, not sure what he should do as he awkwardly patted her back.
"We did it," he told her.
Ginny laughed as she let go of him and got to her feet. She carefully approached the giant Basilisk. It turned its head towards her, its eyes not seeing her. Slowly she reached her hand out. The snake didn't move, just flicked its tongue in and out.
Her hand touched its nose and she could feel its leathery skin below her fingers. Slowly she scratched its nose.
"She likes it," Harry said with a laugh.
"How do you know that?" She questioned as she continued scratching it.
"I can hear it remember."
"Oh right. I wonder if it can get smaller, it would make a cute pet."
"Pet? Ginny, it's a Basilisk."
Just as Harry finished the snake literally shrunk before their eyes.
"It's so cute!" Ginny cooed as she bent down to pick up the snake.
"I can't believe that just happened," Harry remarked as he scratched its head. "Come on, let's get out of here."
Ginny nodded as the two headed towards the exit.
"Ron should be waiting for us."
"Ron's here?" Ginny asked surprised, her eyes flashing.
Harry bit his lip as he looked down at her. "Yes, he and Lockhart."
She didn't reply as they continued to leave. Harry crawled through the space first, Ginny following after.
"Harry, Ginny, you're alright," Ron said in a relieved voice as he went to hug Ginny. When he tried she shoved him away from her.
"Don't you dare touch me," she growled, her eyes flashing as she gazed at him.
Ron and Harry looked shocked but said nothing. Fawkes appeared and trilled to them. Harry wrapped an arm around Ginny as he grabbed hold of Fawkes. Ron held Lockhart's shirt as he took hold of Fawkes as well.
The four of them headed out of the pipeline. They appeared in the girl's bathroom, where Professor Dumbledore, Professor Snape, and Professor McGonagall were waiting.
"You're safe," McGonagall said as she went to check over Ginny.
Ginny smiled slightly at her teacher as she discovered the snake around her neck.
"Where did you get this?" McGonagall asked as she gently touched the snake.
"It came to me in the Chamber," Ginny said fondly as she turned to Harry, who smiled slightly.
"Professor Snape, would you please take Professor Lockhart to the infirmary. Mr. Weasley, Mr. Potter, Miss Weasley, please come with me to my office," Dumbledore said to them.
The three of them nodded as they followed behind him and Professor McGonagall. Ron tried to get near Ginny but every time she just glared at him and he moved away from her. Harry on the other hand, kept shooting glances at her, mainly because Ginny continued to play with the snake around her neck.
They approached Professor Dumbledore's office and took their seats.
"Well, would you please tell me what happened, Mr. Weasley and Mr. Potter?" Dumbledore questioned.
Ron and Harry exchanged glances.
"Well sir, we had a feeling that the entrance to the Chamber was in the girls bathroom," Harry began. "So we asked Moaning Myrtle about it and she confirmed what we thought. We had told Professor Lockhart, hoping that he'd be able to help us out in rescuing Ginny. Only problem was that he wasn't going to help."
Ginny looked up when she heard this part, she could hear the anger in Harry's voice. It shocked her slightly but was truly touching.
"Instead he was going to obliviate our memories and say that we were tragically killed down in the Chamber. Well he had picked up Ron's wand, which was broken, and the spell backfired and hit him instead of us. So it destroyed his memories. That's why he is a little out of it. I asked Ron to stay behind because I was on the other side of the wall when it collapsed. He cleared a hole while I went to find Ginny."
Here he paused as he looked down at the sword in his lap.
"What happened next?" McGonagall asked softly.
Harry sighed heavily.
"I found Ginny lying on the ground of the Chamber. She was ice cold and had only a faint pulse that I could find. I was trying to wake her up when a figure walked out of the shadows. He told me that she wouldn't wake up. Then he told me that his name was Tom Riddle. He said that he was the sixteen year old version of Voldemort."
Ginny could see Ron flinch out of the corner of her eye. She smirked when she saw him. She wasn't afraid of his stupid name anymore because she knew what his real name was and truth about him.
"Then he sent a Basilisk after me. Fawkes came in then to help me. Clawed the Basilisk's eyes out and the Sorting Hat gave me this," Harry said as he help up the sword. Ginny turned to look at it.
She gasped when she read the name on the side. "T-That's…"
"It is," Harry said softly as he handed it over to her.
Ginny took it in shaking hands and looked at the engraving a little better. "Wow."
Harry smiled slightly at her.
"What does it say?" Ron asked from the other side of Harry.
"Godric Gryffindor," Ginny said smiling. "Harry, you're a true Gryffindor, that's the only way you could have pulled this out of the hat."
"Is that true?" Harry asked.
"It is," Professor McGonagall said with a hint of pride in her voice.
"What happened next?" Dumbledore questioned.
Harry turned to look at Professor Dumbledore for a moment before continuing his story.
"Well as I was fighting the Basilisk, I heard someone scream to stop attacking me. I turned to look at Tom and I could just tell that it was Ginny that had said it. So I destroyed the diary and she woke up," Harry told them as he turned to look at Ginny.
"What do you mean it was Ginny who had spoken?" Dumbledore asked a bit surprised.
"She spoke through Tom," Harry said.
"Is this true Miss Weasley?"
Ginny only nodded her head as she kept her gaze focused on the sword in front of her. She refused to look up into the eyes of Professor Dumbledore. One other thing that she had learned from Tom was that Professor Dumbledore could perform Legilimens on people. Since she couldn't do Occulmency, then she could not protect her mind from an attack.
"How?" Professor McGonagall asked.
"I don't really know."
Just then the door swung open wide, revealing Lucius Malfoy.
"Professor Dumbledore, you have messed up for the last time. The board has heard about your losing a student and how many have been petrified. Soon you will no longer be at your post," Lucius said in a snide voice.
Ginny and Harry both looked up when he entered and Harry was surprised to see Dobby with Lucius.
"You are quite mistaken Mr. Malfoy. We infact have Miss Weasley back with us. It appears that Mr. Potter was able to rescue her in time while also destroying this," Dumbledore said as he lifted up the diary.
Lucius looked at the diary with contempt as well as Ginny. Ginny glared up at him, anger burning in her eyes.
"It appears then that Mr. Potter was very lucky to have been able to rescue Miss Weasley," Lucius said with disdain.
Ginny's hands tightened on the arm rests of her seats, while Harry got to his feet.
"Don't act so smug or like it's so horrible that she is still here," Harry snapped, surprised at the force of his own anger. But he had just realized that it was because of Lucius that Ginny had been given the diary in the first place.
"I said nothing of the sort," Lucius remarked as he glared coldly down at Harry. "I must be going, come along Dobby," he said as he shoved Dobby with the end of his cane. Dobby stumbled forward and continued walking.
Harry glared at his retreating figure before snagging the diary up off of Professor Dumbledore's desk. Ginny watched him leave, her mind reeling from what she had just seen. Before anyone could stop her Ginny was on her feet and out the door as well. She went down the stairs and stopped just at the base of them.
"I believe you've forgotten something," Harry said as he tossed the diary at Lucius. He caught it and glared at Harry.
"What makes you think that its mine?"
"Because you gave it to Ginny that day in Diagon Alley, I know you did. It's your fault that this happened to her."
"You can't prove that," Lucius said as he tossed the dairy at Dobby. Dobby fumbled with it, managing to open the damaged diary to reveal a sock.
"No, I can't but I know you did it. So does she and this isn't over."
"Do you actually think you are a threat to me, boy," Lucius snapped. "Come along Dobby, we must go home."
Lucius began walking but stopped when he realized that Dobby was no longer following him.
"I said come along."
"But Master has given Dobby clothes," Dobby said happily as he turned to show Lucius.
The fury inside Lucius skyrocketed.
"You cost me my house elf boy!" Lucius snapped as he withdrew his wand.
"You will not harm Harry Potter," Dobby yelled as he shot magic at Lucius, who was thrown back.
Lucius got to his feet, glaring at Harry. "This isn't over."
"Exactly," Harry replied.
Lucius took one last look at them before walking away.
"Thank you Harry Potter, thank you," Dobby said as he bowed to Harry.
"It's fine Dobby, you're free now."
"Thank you again Harry Potter, sir. I truly appreciate it," with that Dobby disappeared with a pop.
Harry shook his head and turned back to head to Professor Dumbledore's office. He stopped when he saw Ginny at the base of the stairs.
"Ginny, what are you doing here?" Harry asked a bit shyly.
"I wanted to see what you were doing and to thank you," Ginny replied softly. She still found it a bit hard to speak to him.
"Oh, how much did you see?"
"All of it."
"Oh," he remarked quietly as he looked away, a faint blush on his cheeks.
"It was nothing," Harry told her.
"No," Ginny said a bit loudly as she took a step towards him. "It was more than nothing," she told him.
Harry looked up at her, meeting her gaze.
"All year I've been ignored, no one has been really talking to me. Colin and Hermione did but even that was very little. Ron has barely spoken to me all summer and now at school he acts like I don't even exist."
"Don't be sorry, you don't know me. You have nothing to feel bad about at all. You're my brother's friend after all. He doesn't have much since he is the youngest brother and I have less considering that I am the youngest of all of them and a girl. It's my brothers who should be sorry because they ignored me all the time and it was because of that, that I started writing in that diary."
Harry gazed at her, his green eyes locked on her as she spoke.
"I owe you my life for saving me. I wouldn't have survived without your help. You didn't have to come rescue me at all. You only saved me because I am Ron's younger sister and I still owe you for it. I want to repay my debt."
"Y-You don't have to," Harry said quickly.
"But I do. You had to fight Voldemort again to help me, even if it was a younger version of him. They wouldn't have made it in time to save me and I wouldn't be standing here if it wasn't for you. Please, let me repay my debt to you. Let me help, please," Ginny begged as she stepped even closer to him.
She now stood just in front of him, her eyes looking up into his. Tears formed at the corner of her eyes but she didn't cry.
"How? How can you help me?" Harry asked softly, still keeping eye contact with her.
"I don't know. The only thing I know is that he is going to come back. He is going to be alive again and I want to help defeat him. To get revenge for what he did to me. I learned things Harry. I was in his soul. I know things about him that I never want to feel again. I learned things that he knows. I want to be able to help defeat him when he comes back."
"How do you know that he is going to come back?"
"Someone told me. I don't know who she was or why I was able to hear her but I did. She told me and she…she also told me to help you."
Harry looked away from her, his eyes distant as he thought about what she had told him.
"I didn't save you just because you are Ron's little sister. I would have saved whoever was down there."
"I figured," Ginny remarked softly and Harry could hear some pain in her voice.
Harry remembered that Ginny had a big crush on him. It was so unnerving that she disappeared all the time when he was around. But she was now able to talk to him with ease. What happened in the Chamber had made her grow up. Just like what happened to him was making him grow up too fast too soon. Ginny could understand that just as well as he could if not better.
Voldemort had taken over her very soul and there was no way his experiences could ever compare with that. But then again she also battled him all year and managed to keep herself from his ultimate clutches until this point. She had power, she had strength.
"I don't know Ginny. I don't know how to do this," he replied.
"I don't either but I'll help out all I can. I want to repay my debt."
Harry turned to look at her. Ginny had her head down, looking at her hands. Harry could see they were shaking.
"That's good, I can use all the help I can get."
"Really?" Ginny asked softly. "More than just Hermione and Ron?"
"More than just Hermione and Ron," he told her softly. "We can't do everything on our own."
Ginny looked up at him and Harry was shocked to see tears rolling down her cheeks.
"Thank you," Ginny said before throwing her arms around Harry. He stumbled back trying to keep his balance.
Once balanced, he awkwardly patted her back. Ginny pulled away and stepped back from him.
"Sorry," she said softly, a blush on her face.
"It's alright," Harry replied blushing as well.
"Should we go back to Professor Dumbledore's office?" Ginny questioned as she hastily brushed away her tears.
"Probably," Harry told her and the two of them headed back into Professor Dumbledore's office.
"Ginny!" Mrs. Weasley said happily as she ran over to envelope her daughter in a huge hug. "I'm so glad that you're alright."
"Mum, I can't breath."
"I'm so sorry honey, I'm just so happy that you're alright."
"Harry got me out Mum," Ginny told her as she turned her head to look at Harry.
"Thank you so much son," Mr. Weasley said with a smile as he gave Harry a hug.
Ginny smiled slightly at the look of shock on Harry's face.
"We owe you so much for saving her," Mrs. Weasley told him as she hugged Harry as soon as Mr. Weasley let him go.
"It's not a big deal, Ron helped," Harry breathed out.
"It was all you mate," Ron told him from where he sat.
Harry shook his head but stumbled slightly when Mrs. Weasley let released him. Ginny moved to help support him and he gave her a grateful smile.
"Well, I think it only right that Mr. Weasley, Mr. Potter, and Miss Weasley head to the Hospital Wing so that Madam Pomfrey can make sure you are uninjured," Dumbledore suggested calmly.
"Yes, that would be a good idea," Mrs. Weasley said as she began to lead both Ron and Ginny from the room.
"How do you feel?" Harry asked softly.
Ginny looked up from where she lay on the bed in the Hospital Wing. "I could be better," she remarked quietly.
Mrs. Weasley and Mr. Weasley had left not a half hour ago after Madam Pomfrey assured them that Ginny and Ron were in perfect health. She just wanted to keep Harry and Ginny a bit extra for some reason that neither of them could explain. She had taken Ron to the kitchens to get him some food and something for them.
"You can sit down," Ginny suggested shyly as she sat up in the bed, pulling her legs up to her chest.
Harry nodded his head and sat down on the side of the bed.
"How are you doing?"
"Good," Harry replied calmly. "I'm just wondering why Madam Pomfrey wants to keep an eye on us for the time being."
"I'm curious too but I am sure she will tell us soon enough."
"What are you going to do now?" He asked her after a moment.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean people are going to be talking about us. I should know since it's happened to me a lot."
"How do you handle it?"
"Well, I mostly try to ignore it."
"Does it work?"
"Only sometimes. Sometimes it doesn't really do anything. It's also a little hard not to listen to what other people have to say about you. It can really hurt and it can really be hard to get past it."
"I had no idea. Is it really that hard?"
"Occasionally, not all the time. It's a lot easier when you have friends."
At this Ginny looked away from him.
"I…I don't really have friends. I only really talk to Colin and Hermione, when she isn't off with you and Ron that is."
"I'm sorry, I didn't know," Harry said quickly.
"It's alright. I don't really recall parts of this year anyway."
"You know, I've heard a lot about how strong Voldemort was, even when he was younger," Harry started. "It must take a lot of will power to keep from letting him completely take you over from the beginning."
Ginny could feel the heat rising on her cheeks and looked away. "Apparently it wasn't enough. He still took over my mind and body on more than one occasion."
"But still, he didn't get all the way until now."
Ginny just kind of nodded her head.
"Do you…I mean…would you like to…to talk about it?" Harry asked.
She didn't look up at him or anything, just stared down at her hands. "Not right now, maybe some other time. Thank you though."
"You're welcome," Harry told her as he turned to look at the closed doors to the Hospital Wing.
"You know…if you ever needed to talk…I'll be more than happy to listen. If you want that is," Ginny said the last part in a bit of a rush.
Harry smiled slightly. "I appreciate that and if I need to talk I'll come to you."
"Really? You aren't just saying that to make me feel better are you?"
"No, it's nice to know that I can talk to someone other than Ron and Hermione. Not like they aren't great friends but sometimes it's just nicer to have someone else you know?"
Ginny just nodded. She didn't really know what that felt like. She only really ever had Ron to talk to all her life. Well, she did have Luna, whenever she could find that girl that is. She liked Luna, she was different and a very good friend overall.
Just then the door opened to reveal Madam Pomfrey. She came in levitating two trays. She handed one to each of them before exiting the room.
Harry and Ginny just exchanged looks before shrugging and eating their food.
They had just begun eating when she returned shortly after.
"I have something to ask the both of you," she told them as she looked between the two of them.
"Alright," Harry said after looking at Ginny, who nodded.
"I looked over the two of you and there is something that seems to be off with the both of you. I would like to know if you promised to repay the debt to Harry for him having saved your life."
Ginny looked away from Madam Pomfrey's gaze and Harry could see a faint blush on her cheeks.
"I did," Ginny said quietly.
"I figured as much. I have not spoken with Professor Dumbledore or your parents Miss Weasley as it concerns only the two of you and no one else. I will leave the decision up to the two of you if you decide to tell the others."
"What is it?" Harry asked confused.
"When Ginny promised to repay the debt and you accepted you created a bond. Because it is a life debt, Ginny must repay it. It's not a bond that will be a hindrance to either of you; in fact it's helpful to a certain extent."
"What does it entail exactly?" Ginny asked cautiously.
"It means Miss Weasley that until your debt is paid, Mr. Potter is…well…your keeper in a way."
"You mean he is like my master?"
"If you want to think of it that way, then yes. What it really means is that he is also responsible for looking after you as much as you are him. You're kind of like a personal guard to him as well because of the life debt. Now as to how long the bond lasts that all depends on how long it takes to repay the debt but the longer it is the stronger the bond becomes."
"In what ways?" Harry questioned.
"For example, you will both be able to sort of sense when the other is in danger and it's also been known in a drastic the situation your magic could literally transport you to the other person. If Miss Weasley is in dire need of assistance she could easily be transported to you if she so desired or you could easily be transported to her if you are trying to find her. It really just means that the two of you are bound to help each other when you need each other."
"That doesn't seem too bad," Ginny remarked quietly. "I had no idea that it could do something like that."
"Not much is known about repayment of life debts because they aren't often accepted nor is someone willing to repay the favor. Miss Weasley, since you felt the need to repay that to Mr. Potter and he accepted you two were able to form a temporary bond."
"If the debt is repaid does that mean I'll never be able to…well sense if Ginny is in trouble?" Harry questioned her.
"It has been known that when the bond is broken some of them are still strong enough to go on even without the debt connecting them. So it is possible to sense if Miss Weasley is in trouble or not even after the debt is repaid but that really depends on how long you two have it," Madam Pomfrey told them.
"So, we don't have to tell anyone this do we?" Ginny asked after a moment.
"It is up to you two if you want your parents or your friends to know about the life debt. I'm sure they all might suspect that Ginny is indebted to you a little for rescuing her but they probably won't suspect that you created a bond by accepting what the other had to say."
"Thank you," Harry said quietly. "We really appreciate that."
"I thought it might be easier on both of you this way. Rumors get around no matter how hard you try keeping them at bay. You two are free to go once you are done eating."
"Thanks again," Harry told her.
Madam Pomfrey nodded and turned to leave.
"Wait," Ginny said.
She stopped and turned to look at Ginny. "Yes?"
"How do you know so much about the bonding? Even my parents don't know as much about them as you do. It's widely known because it doesn't happen to often as you said.
Madam Pomfrey gave her a half smile.
"Because when I was a few years older than you, I became indebted to a young man for saving my life. We bonded on accident and in the end I did manage to repay that debt. Still, our bond was very strong. Good day Miss Weasley, Mr. Potter." She turned and left the room.
A/N: Alright here is a new story that I decided to do. This is all mainly about Ginny and trust me it isn't the whole harry/Ginny become best friends just cuz of the stupid bond. And I know the whole bond thing I think I've done...but I felt it would be more real if Ginny actively sought to repay her 'white knight' and he accepted cuz he didn't know what else to do. Besides I think its cool with Madam Pomfrey in it to help her out and all that.
But no they don't become best friends right off, mainly cuz they aren't really friends and to be real honest they need to grow up a lot before they can do that. So this is mainly and a lot more about Ginny that any story that I've done. Any questions you have just message me and I'll do my best to answer.
On another note, usually I updated within a week or so but this is the first time I will post as I go, so updates will fall when they fall sadly enough.
Thanks to my two betas: Mr. Powell and Hot48cricket for their awesome work in helping me out. Also as Mr. Powell points out they seem a little 'old' well thats just temporary to be really honest. Thanks also to my sisters for supporting me no matter what.
Till next time.