(A/N: This is a series of Songfics(all Good Charlotte))

Chapter 1: Hold On
The crisp autumn air blew strictly against Ginny's whitened face. She sighed as she remembered her encounters with Tom Riddle. Everything had been so messed since then. She was practically a traitor to her own kind. Everyone hated her. How couldn't they? She hated herself. Nothing right ever happened for Virginia Weasly. A tear slipped hastily down the softness of her cheek. She wiped it away and sat down on a bench. She had been walked around for the past hour. She could still see the Academy. But was a good twenty minute walk away. "Well atleast no one will be around..." She thought, "I can actually think...by myself." She sighed and began to venture her mind.

This World, This World is cold
But you don't, You don't Have to go
Your feeling sad, Your feeling Lonely
And No one Seems to Care

How could this happen to her. Ginny was the good girl. Or was supposed to be. No such luck. She had betrayed everyone. Though no one showed it. They all thought it. Well except Draco, He showed it quite well. He made sure she knew that he thought it. That made her mad. But even her parents thought it. Ginny hadn't thought they did, until she used that stupid mind reader on them. "My own parents..." She mumbled, "My own family!" Even Ron had kept his distance in the past three years since it happened. More tears slid down her face as Ginny pounded the bench, "WHY ME?! WHY THE HELL ME?!"

You Mothers Gone and Your Father hits you
This pain you cannot bear
But we all bleed the same way that you do
We all have the same things to go through

And then there was Harry, The Saint. It made her mad. He had saved her life, Yet he made her so mad! Why...Probably cause he first stole her brother, then her best friend. Hermoine, Hermoine, Hermoine...They had been best friends. But not now, not since Harry had asked her out. "Everything goes wrong...SEE?" She asked herself sadly. "Whats there to live for anymore? Maybe I should do everyone a favour and kill myself," She thought, "Or run away, become a rock star, or something along those lines." Ginny sighed, "Yeah right Virginia Weasly, Yeah right."

Hold On
If you feel like letting go
Hold On
It gets better than you know!

Ginny stood and let the wind dry the tears to her skin. She began trudging through the leaf fallen ground back to Hogwarts. Still her mind swirled with thoughts. Nothing made sense anymore. She was in her fourth year, and nothing. Still everyone hated her for the first year problem. Then she lost her only friend, Hermoine to Harry. She got booted from the Quidditch team, Her grades dropped drastically, No guy had ever asked her out, And she felt so alone. She was always in trouble. Yet she did nothing wrong. She was just in the wrong place and the wrong time...Yeah Ginny got all the luck...

Your Days you say there way too long
And your nights, you can't sleep at all
And you're not sure what you're looking for
But you don't want to no more

As she got closer and closer to Hogwarts she became more and more aware of how her life sucked. "How could anyone like me?" She muttered, "I don't even like myself!" Her mind screamed at her to not return, but some reason she couldn't get her feet to change direction. It was as if she was under a spell to go back. Yet who would want her back, that was just bull shit. Nobody wanted her back, except her feet...though she didn't no why.

And you're not sure what you're waiting for
But you don't want to no more
And we all bleed the same way as you do?
We all have the same things to go through

She approached the large building, her second home. She entered, and had to sneak back to the Gryffindor common room. She snuck quietly, and unnoticed to the fat lady portrait. Muttered the password and entered the room. It was empty and quiet as she snuck through. Just as she was at the door of the dorms she heard a voice, "Welcome back Gin," it was Hermoine. "Leave me alone Hermoine," Ginny's voice was cold, and she couldn't help it. "Sorry," Hermoine said, "What did I do?" "Nothing," Ginny said, "Just let me go to bed!" Hermoine sighed and nodded, "Fine, whatever."

Hold on if you feel like letting go
Hold on it gets better than you know
Don't stop looking you're one step closer
Don't stop searching it's not over...hold on

Ginny entered her dorm followed by Hermoine, "Gin, we're talking, tomorrow, one o'clock, meet me at the Quidditch Feild," Hermoine whispered. Wanting to go to bed Ginny nodded, "Fine, I'll see you then, Good-night!" She whispered back and went to her bed not letting Hermoine say another word. She slid under the covers and closed her eyes. Tom Riddle. Thats all she dreamed of any more. Her death. Tom Riddles kill. Her eyes shot open. Nothing was fair!

What are you looking for?
What are you waiting for?
Do you know what you're doing to me?
Go ahead...what are you waiting for?

Finally she was able to close her eyes and the image wasn;t so clear. It was blurry enough to ignore. 'Good enough,' she thought hastily. A yawn escaped her throat and she felt herself falling asleep. She snuggled under her blankets. The one place she could actually rest, was in bed asleep. She was a dreamless girl. Only light dreams...nightmares of Tom Riddle. But she had gotten used to that. So she just drifted off. Fell asleep. For once peaceful...Until Tomorrow

Hold on...if you feel like letting go
Hold on...it gets better than you know
Don't stop looking you're one step closer
Don't stop searching it's not over...
Hold on...if you feel like letting go
Hold on...it gets better than you know...hold on

(A/N: Hope you like it! Review PLEASE!!)