Disclaimer: No, DON'T SUE! AHHHH!
A/N: Unbetaed because I'm just good like that. Written in 10 minutes, so expect it to suck. Ginny's PoV in the whole thing, so expect some confusion.
Dedications: Have I written enough to be able to dedicate stories to people yet? Well... Dedicated to the person that makes me feel like this, and perhaps a little worse. Perhaps.
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It's 3:09 in the morning, and I'm on the Astronomy Tower.
(Why am I here?)
I know, it's wrong, it's completely and totally unfair to everyone that cares about me.
(Perhaps I deserve to be selfish.)
Life is being cruel to me. Too many torturous moments in my young life, and it seems as if the past will always haunt me.
(Life is cruel to everyone. What makes you so special?)
I don't know. Maybe it's a very wrong decision. Who does it matter to anyway?
(Anyone and everyone. You know that.)
Maybe I do. Does it matter? They'll all forget me sooner or later, the wounds will heal some time.
(But the fact still remains, you'll hurt people. You'll effect them like he effected you.)
What do you know about it? You had almost nothing to do with it.
(Almost. Remember that you said almost.)
What's the point? I'm dying, aren't I?
(No, you won't, I won't let it happen.)
You're just in my mind. You're another, separate, part of me. If I decide to die, then I'll die and take you down with me.
(It won't happen. You don't want to be like him, do you? Making people think; making people sad. They'll be mourning for loss again. All because of you.)
NO! I refuse to listen to you anymore. I'm nothing like him. He did it because he could; I'm doing another thing entirely because it's what I think is best for the world.
(You think the world will benefit from your death?)
No, but it won't lose because of it either.
(Ah, you think that you are insignificant. Well if you continue with that thought process, then you will become insignificant.)
I am not insignificant, nor will I become insignificant. I'm going to my death before I see that happen.
(But you are afraid of becoming insignificant. You fear that you will be reduced into nothing, just a mere backround character that no one really cares about.)
Stop it. Just stop it. I've made my decision and I'll go along with it.
(Fine, but remember. This will never, ever affect anyone else in the way you want. Nothing important will happen because of this, so don't go thinking that your death won't be in vain. It will.)
You can't say that. We don't know that yet.
(But we do suspect it.)
Perhaps.
(Why don't we wait until tomorrow to do this again? I do rather want to see what we got on that Charms exam.)
No. No. We won't have the guts to go again.
(Perhaps that is why I am suggesting it.)
See what you've done? Now I'm scared again.
(That was my goal.)
...Fine. I won't do it.
(Good girl.)