Author's Notes: 100-word drabble, written for candy-003 of Livejournal.
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Thanatophobia
"Are you afraid of death?"
Harry finds her eyes in the dark, glowing cat-like. Because it seems important to her, he confesses: "I don't know."
"You don't know."
"I never got the chance to think – really think about it. There was always something else to be afraid of."
The universe shrinks to a pillow and Ginny's stare. Claustrophobia.
She faces the ceiling. "He's afraid of death. Voldemort. He's terrified of it, I could tell even at eleven, has been ever since his mother…"
Pause.
"You will win, Harry."
The universe shrinks to a pillow and Ginny's hand on his. Fearlessness.