Did Voldemort have another innocent victim that he was repeatedly torturing for sport, simply to seep into Harry’s thoughts and make him watch? Impulsively he pressed his lips lightly to her forehead, savoring the feeling of holding her, safe in his arms. Indian sex I couldn’t stand it if she wasn’t in my life at all. Suddenly she found herself lying on the ground, alone again in her dreams. Quietly, he padded toward the landing, but stopped dead outside Ginny’s room. Weasley froze, temporarily stunned at the sight, “Blood?!” she exclaimed, a wave of fear crashing upon her. As he towered over her, his cruel nature was easily read in the lines of his face. Just when Harry had worked out a new way of pulling Ginny aside for a talk, her brothers announced they had other plans. “Well, however she’s ‘tamed’ him, I for one am grateful. Thank you for reading and taking the time to post your feedback. Right?” She nodded and smiled as he continued. “Is it time for another lesson, my little tart?” he drawled in a tiresome tone. “You’re lonely?” she scoffed. He loved her and he was lost without her. She said nothing, but gently squeezed his arm in her hand.
