This is the beginning of my Fanfic I am writing.
Chapter 1: Revelations
The sky above was swirling with bruised purples and blacks. Thunder growled in the distance and a flash of lightening illuminated the rough plains below. A seventeen-year-old boy stood gazing into the distance as rain pounded on his face. His grey eyes swept over the multitude before him, coming to rest on a raven-haired boy. He nodded at the boy and swept his white blonde hair out of his face. Unsheathing a sword, the boy climbed gracefully onto a black dragon and stared determinedly before him. The dragon raised its black leathery wings and soared into the air. The boy scanned the ground and narrowed his eyes as he saw a man standing on a hill before him. The man's cold red eyes focused on the boy's cool grey ones.
"So you're the messenger?" The man spat, "Traitor!"
The boy didn't flinch but stared at the man coldly, "Ready to die Voldemort?"
"I won't be the one dying. Voldemort said coldly. "They'll have to burn your worthless bodies before I'm through with you."
"We shall see." The boy answered. "Just like you asked, Harry will be here. I hope you still have enough decency to stay to your word." The boy turned and soared back to his army.
Voldemort swept his pitiless red eyes over his army. "So it begins," he said softly.
Ginny Weasley awoke with a start and held a hand to her eyes. "What was that?" She thought to herself. "A dream? But it had seemed so real..."
Ginny scrambled out of her bed and looked at her clock. "3:45" she said out loud to herself. Sighing she stared into the mirror. A pale, sixteen year old girl stared back at her, confusion swirling in her dark brown eyes. Ginny played absently with a piece of her long crimson hair, as she moved her gaze to the window. Pulling back the curtains slightly she stared into the black sky. Somewhere out there Harry, Ron and Hermione were searching for a way to defeat Voldemort. Ginny sighed and sat on her bed. Tomorrow she would be catching the Hogwarts Express to start her sixth year at Hogwarts. "It wont be the same though," Ginny thought to herself.
Hogwarts had received a lot of attention since Dumbledore's death. The school had been almost closed but thanks to McGonnogal's pleas it had been allowed to reopen. So Ginny was returning, the last of her family and probably one of the few students that were returning. Her parents thought she would be safer at the school, then what she would be at home. They were probably right, but that didn't stop Ginny wishing she could do something to help. Harry, Hermione and Ron had left after Bill and Fleur's wedding to go look for Horcruxes. Ginny had asked to come but Harry had told her to stay. He didn't want her getting hurt, and he knew it would be dangerous. Ginny smiled sadly as she thought of Harry. She didn't know if she loved him, but she knew she cared about him greatly. They had been girlfriend and boyfriend for two sweet weeks, but then everything had changed. They had broken up at the end of her fifth year and now she didn't know what to think about their relationship. Ginny sighed, "I guess I should get some sleep" she thought sadly and crawled back into bed.
Mrs Weasley hugged her daughter one last time before kissing her on the head.
"Darling please take care of yourself!" Mrs Weasley cried tearfully.
"Mum, I'll be fine, I promise." Ginny said gently pulling herself away. "I've got to go or I'll miss the train", Ginny said picking up her bag. Mrs Weasley nodded and waved goodbye as Ginny walked onto the Hogwarts Express. Ginny found a compartment by herself; she didn't feel like talking to anyone. She sat on the chair and gazed out the window at her mother one last time, before Mrs Weasley vanished with a small pop.
Ginny closed her eyes. "I will not cry," she told herself sternly, but she couldn't help the tears that began to slide down her cheeks. Curling up on the seat she let her tears fall freely, before drifting slowly to sleep.
BOOM!
Ginny awoke with a start and felt herself being thrown out of her seat. Pain like she had never felt before seared through her head and she realised she was lying on grass rather then her train compartment. Screams filled the air and slowly Ginny raised her aching head.
"Oh no!" She gasped as she saw the Hogwarts Express burning, pieces of metal scattered everywhere. Ginny sat up and looked around. She swallowed as she saw the dead bodies of her classmates lying on the ground, disfigured and covered in blood, staring blankly up at her. Desperate screams were coming from the blazing train as people were trapped inside the burning wreckage. Ginny tried to walk but found she couldn't use her legs. She stumbled to the ground and hit her head. Swirling darkness consumed her and she knew no more.
So what do you think? yay or nay? Should I carry on with this?