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Rated: PG
Title: Why Ginny Left
By: Ginny McCartney
Chapter 1 You Don't Understand
On the morning of April 2nd a young redheaded, blue eyes women named Virginia Weasley stood in front of 8 headstones at Hogsmeade Cemetery. A light rain started to descend when a raven haired, emerald eyed, 21 year old man named Harry Potter spotted Virginia. Harry walked slowly toward her and asked "Ginny?" She turned around and Harry immediately saw the tear streaks that cut river lines through her pale cheeks. "It was four years ago today, Harry." said Ginny. Harry new what she was talking about. The event had been tearing her soul apart for a few years. She hadn't been the same since the night of Voldemort's attack. Ginny had lost everything and almost everyone she loved that night. The Dark Lord had murdered her parents and all of her brothers.
"Ginny are you going to be okay?" Harry asked gently. Ginny only replied with a few silent tears.
"Ginny," Harry began tactfully, "You know you can't dwell on this forever, you have to let go."
"What do you mean?" Ginny asked. "Well, um, Gin, you've dwelt on this for so long that you haven't even lived your life. You know you haven't been the same." said Harry slowly. At hearing this Ginny began to become angry. "You weren't there, Harry! YOU DIDN'T SEE THEM DIE! You didn't hear your entire family begged for mercy! Okay, YOU WEREN'T THERE!" Ginny yelled between sobs. Harry watched Ginny collapse on a nearby bench as a fresh wave of tears over took her.
"Ginny, the fact that you saw your family die is no reason why you should seclude yourself from the rest of the world." said Harry
"They died because of me, Harry because of me. I should have never gone home!" sobbed Virginia.
"Ginny. What the hell are you talking about? You had nothing to with it!" yelled Harry.
"VOLDEMORT WAS AFTER ME! HE ATTACKED MY FAMILY TO GET TO ME! IT WAS ALL MY FAULT! THEY'RE DEAD BECAUSE OF ME!" yelled Ginny. Harry stood in front of her stunned. She blamed herself for their murders, which would probably explain her attempting to jump off the astronomy tower a couple times.
"Ginny, that's completely insane! I know you're upset your family died but killing yourself won't bring them back. Things happen because they happen, and you can't explain them, you can't stop them!" Harry yelled. "Don't you think I know that? But you weren't the cause of their death?" Ginny sobbed again. With that Ginny ran toward the cemetery gate. Harry raced to catch her and grabbed her by the arm.
"Ginny, why won't you talk to me?" asked Harry desperately afraid she was going to do something rash again.
"YOU WOULDN'T UNDERSTAND! OKAY YOU WOULDN'T UNDERSTAND!" yelled Ginny. Yelling seemed to be the only way of communication between her and Harry.
"What makes you think I wouldn't understand I've lost people too, Gin. I saw so many people die at the hands of Voldemort! Ginny, I lost my parents, Sirius, Dumbledore, Cedric, Dean, Lee, Neville, Ron, Bill, Charlie, Percy, Fred, George, your parents, and you too Ginny." Harry trailed off with a slight tear in his voice. Ginny could only look up at him with tears in her eyes. "See, Ginny, I may have not even known my parents, and everyone one else wasn't even family, but I do understand." said Harry softly. Ginny could only reply with dry sobs. (She had run out of tears during Harry's little speech.) "Come on, Gin, why don't you come back to my flat, and we'll have dinner, if you're not still mad at me." suggested Harry. "Um, okay I guess thanks Harry." Ginny replied. The pair apparated to Harry's flat in Diagon Alley.
"Sorry its so dirty, I've been busy lately at the ministry." Harry said quickly.
"Huh? Oh, that's okay my place isn't much better." Ginny replied in a dazes fashion. Harry started toward the kitchen. Ginny followed.
"hey Harry, why were you at the cemetery?" Ginny inquired.
"Oh, I was um, putting flowers on a few graves." Harry started slightly pained, "Gin, do you like pizza?"
"Huh? Oh right yeah." Ginny replied intelligently. While Harry prepared dinner, Ginny set a small wooden table. Little talk was exchanged between the two until Harry suddenly asked, "Ginny, I know this isn't' the best question to ask, but what happened the night of Voldemort's attack?"
"Well, um, Harry the reasons can't be explained just in that one night I sort of began right as school, started." replied Ginny
"Could you tell me all that you remember?" asked Harry
Rated: PG
Title: Why Ginny Left
By: Ginny McCartney
Chapter 1 You Don't Understand
On the morning of April 2nd a young redheaded, blue eyes women named Virginia Weasley stood in front of 8 headstones at Hogsmeade Cemetery. A light rain started to descend when a raven haired, emerald eyed, 21 year old man named Harry Potter spotted Virginia. Harry walked slowly toward her and asked "Ginny?" She turned around and Harry immediately saw the tear streaks that cut river lines through her pale cheeks. "It was four years ago today, Harry." said Ginny. Harry new what she was talking about. The event had been tearing her soul apart for a few years. She hadn't been the same since the night of Voldemort's attack. Ginny had lost everything and almost everyone she loved that night. The Dark Lord had murdered her parents and all of her brothers.
"Ginny are you going to be okay?" Harry asked gently. Ginny only replied with a few silent tears.
"Ginny," Harry began tactfully, "You know you can't dwell on this forever, you have to let go."
"What do you mean?" Ginny asked. "Well, um, Gin, you've dwelt on this for so long that you haven't even lived your life. You know you haven't been the same." said Harry slowly. At hearing this Ginny began to become angry. "You weren't there, Harry! YOU DIDN'T SEE THEM DIE! You didn't hear your entire family begged for mercy! Okay, YOU WEREN'T THERE!" Ginny yelled between sobs. Harry watched Ginny collapse on a nearby bench as a fresh wave of tears over took her.
"Ginny, the fact that you saw your family die is no reason why you should seclude yourself from the rest of the world." said Harry
"They died because of me, Harry because of me. I should have never gone home!" sobbed Virginia.
"Ginny. What the hell are you talking about? You had nothing to with it!" yelled Harry.
"VOLDEMORT WAS AFTER ME! HE ATTACKED MY FAMILY TO GET TO ME! IT WAS ALL MY FAULT! THEY'RE DEAD BECAUSE OF ME!" yelled Ginny. Harry stood in front of her stunned. She blamed herself for their murders, which would probably explain her attempting to jump off the astronomy tower a couple times.
"Ginny, that's completely insane! I know you're upset your family died but killing yourself won't bring them back. Things happen because they happen, and you can't explain them, you can't stop them!" Harry yelled. "Don't you think I know that? But you weren't the cause of their death?" Ginny sobbed again. With that Ginny ran toward the cemetery gate. Harry raced to catch her and grabbed her by the arm.
"Ginny, why won't you talk to me?" asked Harry desperately afraid she was going to do something rash again.
"YOU WOULDN'T UNDERSTAND! OKAY YOU WOULDN'T UNDERSTAND!" yelled Ginny. Yelling seemed to be the only way of communication between her and Harry.
"What makes you think I wouldn't understand I've lost people too, Gin. I saw so many people die at the hands of Voldemort! Ginny, I lost my parents, Sirius, Dumbledore, Cedric, Dean, Lee, Neville, Ron, Bill, Charlie, Percy, Fred, George, your parents, and you too Ginny." Harry trailed off with a slight tear in his voice. Ginny could only look up at him with tears in her eyes. "See, Ginny, I may have not even known my parents, and everyone one else wasn't even family, but I do understand." said Harry softly. Ginny could only reply with dry sobs. (She had run out of tears during Harry's little speech.) "Come on, Gin, why don't you come back to my flat, and we'll have dinner, if you're not still mad at me." suggested Harry. "Um, okay I guess thanks Harry." Ginny replied. The pair apparated to Harry's flat in Diagon Alley.
"Sorry its so dirty, I've been busy lately at the ministry." Harry said quickly.
"Huh? Oh, that's okay my place isn't much better." Ginny replied in a dazes fashion. Harry started toward the kitchen. Ginny followed.
"hey Harry, why were you at the cemetery?" Ginny inquired.
"Oh, I was um, putting flowers on a few graves." Harry started slightly pained, "Gin, do you like pizza?"
"Huh? Oh right yeah." Ginny replied intelligently. While Harry prepared dinner, Ginny set a small wooden table. Little talk was exchanged between the two until Harry suddenly asked, "Ginny, I know this isn't' the best question to ask, but what happened the night of Voldemort's attack?"
"Well, um, Harry the reasons can't be explained just in that one night I sort of began right as school, started." replied Ginny
"Could you tell me all that you remember?" asked Harry