::Screened and Warded for Ginny Weasley and Professor Dumbledore, Only::

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Late, very, very late thanks to sitting in the sauna, playing in Hogsmeade with Faith and her lovely walk by the lake with Emma, Ginny ran to Professor Dumbledore's office for her first lesson. She'd brought every Defense Against the Dark Arts book her could gather, including some her parents had sent her, and one totally in hieroglphyics she'd received from Bill. She hoped Professor Dumbledore wouldn't be too angry with her for being so late.

*knocks on the door*

Professor Dumbledore? I'm here for lessons. May I come in please?

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*nods* at his mention of "them"* Does it sometimes feel good? I remember you said bad things sometimes even feel good, last time we talked. It hasn't, it, um, I mean, fortunately I don't think I've felt anything particularly good or bad or otherwise, since that meeting.

I'm glad you'll be teaching me. I was going to owl Sn- I mean, Professor Snape, once I'd had a lesson with you, but I thought it might be best if we started before I saw much of anyone, who might, well, try something with me, again.

Thank you, Professor. *takes the sugar cubes and drops them in her tea* Is that what you're drinking? *throws caution to the wind and takes a nice sip* It is very good.

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Yes, I suppose they have. Even Tom's been pretty nice to me, lately. Not that I've been around him a lot, of course.

*listens attentively*

All right. That sounds like it would be okay. I'm sure whatever you have planned is best. I suppose it would be good for no one to know exactly what you are teaching me. Except, what do I do if someone tries something on me before I've finished all the lessons? I won't know how to protect myself!

*sips the tea some more, now trusting Dumbledore about it, rather than Tom; as usual, the more she's with whoever she is with, the more she's under their sway*

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All right, then. I suppose if they see nothing, they'll just leave me alone, for now. But I don't think Tom's going to believe I'm not learning anything at all. *still very nervous about that*

I'm ready, Professor.

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*what in Cthulhu's name does he mean by that?! still denying there's anything for him to find or believe*

I think I understand Professor. It sounds like it's not like watching Muggle movies, but more like looking in someone's mind and getting little pictures and sounds and things, like seeing part of a movie and having to make up the rest yourself?

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Oh, so ... that's really interesting. So whoever was looking in my mind may have assumed things, and then told me things were there that weren't? *is very, very happy to have that tidbit of information*

Not meditation, exactly. But chanting is part of my religion. It's very relaxing and sort of frees your mind and makes it open to Cthulhu, so I guess that's a little like meditation.

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All right, Professor. I think I understand the difference between meditating and chanting.

*listens carefully*

*stares intently at him*

Legilmens

*trying very hard to will herself into Dumbledore's mind; doesn't think she's really getting anywhere, though; keeps trying*

Ligeilmens

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*keeps trying; this is too important not to, even if it hurts*

*finally, she sees something and it's just a wonderful, happy vision that she'd like to linger there, getting lost in it, but it's too hard and she can't hold on to it*

Oh, Professor, that was so nice! I'm not sure who it was, but there was a little boy playing with a sort of dog, well, the dog was only sort of nice, it had three heads, but still it was fun. Who was that? Did I do all right? It didn't last very long.

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It worked? *is very pleased with herself* This isn't bad at all! But what a funny looking dog you had, Professor Dumbledore!

*nodding and smiling* I'm ready. Does it have to be really bad, though? I know not all memories are happy ones, but, well, I'd rather not have anything to bad, if it can be helped.

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*wants to ask, but wants to move on with lessons, even more*

All right, Professor. I understand. Shall I try again now?

*concentrates even harder, and this time knows what it's supposed to feel like, so she's on the right track*

Legilimens

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*this time, even though it takes a minute, the vision slams in very clearly*

*nice, familiar Professor Dumbledore, at school*

*and Tom, looking just the same as he does now, but then ... oh, it's awful! Poor beautiful creature! And she can feel Dumbledore's certainty like it was her own. She's not shocked, either. She knows Tom is capable of so much more than this*

*but the occlumency is a surprise, and a scary one, at that and then sadness and uncertainty and ...*

*didn't enjoy this round at all! and finds herself angry at Tom and Dumbledore, both*

"But Professor, he might have ... he could have been so different! I know you felt it was right, but ..."

*feels kind of sick right now; wonders what would happen if someone had given Tom ... something, but just can't bring herself to tell Dumbledore she thinks he was wrong*

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((OOC: I'm sure she will mention it. Canon Ginny's more outspoken that most of the other kids. Looking forward to the response - and Ginny's already got wheels turning about taking an alternative route this time, whether Dumbledore wants her too, or not.))