Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter and the song belongs to The Band Perry.
Author's Note: This song talks about God and heaven, so if that offends you please don't leave hateful comments. It is your choice whether or not you read this story.
If I Die Young
Ginny Weasley was only 16 years old when she died. She stepped in front of her boyfriend, Harry Potter, and took the Killing Curse that was aimed at him.
If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a, bed of roses
Sink me in the river, at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
Her parents arranged her funeral as soon as the war was over. They dressed her in her best clothes, a baby blue satin dress. Her coffin was filled with rose petals, and at dawn, her favorite time of day, the funeral began.
Uh oh, uh oh
Lord make me a rainbow, I'll shine down on my mother
She'll know I'm safe with you when she stands under my colors, oh and
Life ain't always what you think it ought to be, no
Ain't even grey, but she buries her baby
Molly Weasley was a mess. Of course she loved her boys, but Ginny was her only daughter. It had been raining all night, but now the sun blazed down on her bright red hair. A rainbow gleamed across the sky, and somehow she knew her daughter was safe.
The sharp knife of a short life, well
I've had just enough time
"Ginny may have only lived a short life, but she lived a full life. She will always be remembered as a savior of the wizarding world," said her brother, Ron, in his speech.
If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
Harry Potter looked in the coffin at his girlfriend. He touched her cheek, and then trailed his fingers down her arm to hold her hand. He sighed and let the tears fall down his face.
The sharp knife of a short life, well
I've had just enough time
And I'll be wearing white, when I come into your kingdom
I'm as green as the ring on my little cold finger,
I've never known the lovin' of a man
But it sure felt nice when he was holding my hand,
There's a boy here in town who says he'll love me forever,
Who would have thought forever could be severed by
An angel, dressed all in white watched the Weasleys from above. It was Ginny and when Harry took the hand of her body, she looked down at her own hand. The engagement ring Harry had given her still rested there.
She recalled all the time she had spent with Harry. She thought about the first time he held her hand, and their first kiss. She remembered the first time he said "I love you" to her.
The sharp knife of a short life, well,
I've had just enough time
So put on your best boys and I'll wear my pearls
What I never did is done
Ginny looked down at her brothers, glad they had all tried to look their best for her funeral. She touched the string of pearls they had given her for her last birthday, which hung around her neck.
A penny for my thoughts, oh no, I'll sell them for a dollar
They're worth so much more after I'm a goner
And maybe then you'll hear the words I been singin'
Funny when you're dead how people start listenin'
She heard them talking, saying they all wish they had spent more time with her growing up, instead of pushing her off as their "annoying little sister". She sighed, because it had taken her dying for them to finally her what she had been saying all along.
If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
The Weasleys took one last look at Ginny before they closed her coffin and set it in the ground. Then, they all turned and walked slowly away. Harry stayed behind however, and watched until the coffin was completely covered and the tombstone was in place.
Uh oh (uh, oh)
The ballad of a dove (uh, oh)
Go with peace and love
Gather up your tears, keep 'em in your pocket
Save them for a time when you're really gonna need them, oh
He pointed his wand at the ground and made the grass grow up where she was buried. Then he conjured up a bouquet of flowers and laid them on her grave. As he walked away, he brushed the tears from his face and willed himself to stop crying.
The sharp knife of a short life, well
I've had just enough time
So put on your best boys and I'll wear my pearls
Ginny watched as Harry walked away, then she turned and walked away, too.
Author's Note: Don't hate me for killing Ginny. I was just listening to this song and this idea popped in my head. Also, for anyone who is reading The Redhead and the Dragon, I'm working on the next chapter of that, I promise.
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