I freaked out.

"Ginny! Ron, can you feel her pulse?" I yelled frantically.

"Yes, it's very faint though. We have to get her to the hospital wing quickly," Ron instructed and I helped him lift her up.

We carefully carried her to the hospital wing and I sat by her side.

"Ginny? Wake up Ginny! It's me, Harry!" I shook her lightly but she still didn't wake up.

"Now that's not going to help is it? She needs a good rest and some special medicine to cure her," Madam Pomfrey said as she opened Ginny's mouth slightly and dropped some purple liquid in it.

As Ron and I left the hospital wing I started to wonder who Ginny's rivals were. I made a list in my head thinking about all I knew about her. Even though we're together now, I still hardly know her. I didn't realise it but we had arrived at The Burrow a few minutes ago.

"Harry! Earth to Harry Potter!" Ron was shouting in my ear, waving his hand on front of my face.

"Huh what? What's going on?" I looked around confused.

"You dozed off into dreamworld," Ron huffed while he lead me outside.

"Sorry, um, where are we going?" I asked uncertaintly.

"I don't know, I need a bit of fresh air I guess. I mean, after I saw what happ-"

"Ron, what did happen? What did you see? How did Ginny get into this state?" I cut him off.

"I-I-I can't think about it, it's too..." he trailed off.

"What? Ron, tell me what happened," I looked at him straight in the eye.

"Fine, all I saw was Ginny trying to fight something off. Th-then she kind of fell on the floor," Ron looked down at the ground.

I could see he couldn't handle it, so I left it. There were still one million questions in my head. Who attacked her? Why did they attack her? Was it someone at Hogwarts? Does Ginny have a secret she's not telling anyone? All the questions kept churning in my head and I started to feel a bit sick. I groaned, Ron jerked his head towards me. Maybe I groaned a little too loudly.

"I'm okay, I think I'll just go up to my room for a little while. Are you going to tell your mum?" I asked.

"Later," he managed to whisper.

I think he felt a bit queasy because he kept breathing really loudly and his face had gone a bit pale. I ran to my room and made my secret book visible again. I flicked the pages to chapter one.

Chapter One - A Spell's Background

When you use a spell to travel back in time you have to make sure it's completely accurate. If not, the mistake could be fatal and you may have to live in whatever the effect is for the rest of your life. There are twelve spells in this book, each having a different outcome. If cast properly, you can travel to your desired time successfully. Some spells will let you alter events, and others just let you watch. Some may be more powerful than others and some in particular only let you travel forwards or backwards. Certain spells also use an object like a broomstick or a special wand. There is also a time limit on how far to the forwards you may go if you were to travel to the future. Each spell is unique on its own, if you try to combine two spells together it will create an explosion. But it won't be an ordinary explosion, it will create a magical one. Most spells are very complicated and will need absolute skill and talent. Turn the page, to see spell number one.

I closed the book and sighed. If only my dad was here, then he could help me perform these spells.

"Harry? Harry, come quick!" Ron called to me.

It sounded like he was at the front door. I hid the book under my pillow and ran downstairs to see what was happening. I stood at the bottom of the stairs, my jaw dropped. Ginny was standing outside, looking perfectly alive and healthy. The only thing was, that she had red eyes and her hair had turned black.

"Chewulyga, chewulyga, chewulyga," she chanted over and over again.

"Harry! Help!" Ron cried helplessly.

Ginny had pushed him up against a corner almost touching him.

"Help!" he screamed again.

I grabbed a rolling pin off the wall above the sink and threw it to Ron. The throw was straight on but Ron's catching skills still needed to be perfected. Instead of missing the rolling pin, it hit him straight in the chest and he howled in pain. Ginny suddenly jerked her head and looked straight at me in the eye.

I collapsed.