Chinese Whispers: Ginny
They told me you were dead. They told me you were dead, and my heart stopped beating and my bile threatened to rise up in my throat and choke me... then did, because your heart was mine too. They told me you were dead, and I was wretched, I was grieved; I was furious, I was wronged. This wasn't the way it was meant to be. You were the boy I'd loved for nearly all my life, and we'd already said goodbye once, one too many times, but I'd let you go. I let you be the hero you had to be because wasn't that the boy I'd fallen in love with? Too many deaths, and yours was just another.
They told me you were dead, and I wanted to scream, I wanted to cry, I wanted to die along with you in the deep, dark winter of grief taking over my autumn. This time you were meant to have come back, victorious and free to be mine. You weren't meant to be lying there, dead and deceased in Hagrid's arms, his giant tears baptising you.
They told me you were dead.