Disclaimer: I regret to inform you that I have murdered J.K.Rowlin and stolen her story. Its mine, damm it. MINE! (Have veritaserum poured down throat) Fine, I don't own anything (sob)

Also you will find that Ginny has a gift for languages- ((example of translation - the language it is.)). I don't know any of these languages so I am using an online translator. Don't sue me if I'm butchering the language. Corrections would be welcome

Bounce

Ginny stood by the wall at the top of the astronomy tower.

She looked down.

Shit, that was a long way down.

She drew back hastily and gulped.

Okay one more try, Ginny inched forward and peered over again.

Nope, still scared shitless she thought as she nearly fell over the wall in her haste to get away from it.

She ran through the ideas of suicide, there had to be another way!

Death by drug over dose – Muggle, couldn't get any.

Gun to head- Again Muggle, couldn't get one.

Hang herself- too long and painful.

Cut her wrist- again too long and painful.

Jump off a tall tower- I'm a wimp.

"Come on this is the only way, you can do it," she muttered to herself

It was a barbaric tradition and she would teach them that they could not do this to girls!

It was sexist. Maybe her death would stop it. She smiled, that was it, she would be helping others if she killed herself.

She should be allowed to marry whoever she wanted, whenever she wanted. But noooooo, the boys had all married mudbloods and halfbloods, someone had to keep the blood pure and she was the only one not married. Apparently the Weasleys had been doing it for centuries. They all didn't want purebloods so to preserve there blood, they youngest always had an arranged marriage. It was tradition. Well they could take their tradition and shove it up their ass. She would show them, they wouldn't be able to continue their tradition if she was dead. Don't worry future youngest, she thought, you can't be forced to marry if you don't exist. I'll save you!

Without giving herself a chance to reconsider, she quickly climbed up onto the wall.

She stood still for a second and then gently, she leaned forward and allowed herself to fall.

Time seemed to stand still and she laughed happily.

I'm flying! She thought

She looked down and noticed that the ground was coming up awful fast.

She waited peacefully for the impact and it finally came.

She closed her eyes and smiled again.

Then she felt a flicker of doubt, this wasn't right, she was suppose to be in pain.

She opened her eyes again... and found herself once again in the air

Damm her magical ability's!

She'd bounced!

After bouncing a little more, her magic gently let her float down to the ground.

She got up and stomped her foot.

Neuk het, she shouted. ((Fuck it - Dutch))

Then she sighed, a resigned feeling settling over her.

Fine she would marry the basted.

She could always insult him in different languages, yes, she decided, that will be fun.

So with a small smile on her face, she trudged back to the castle and her bed.

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