Konnichiwa... Kathleen the depressed here... Satoko, my Japanese guest from Japan, went home this morning... ~sniffles~ I have no idea what to do without her and Tomoe and Ayaka and Maie and Emmi and Kaori and Kago... I spent a whole week with them, and now I have to wander alone.

Bright side, I have a new dog, named Ziggy, and he's the kawaii-est Miniature schnauzer to walk this earth! Ask any of the host families or Japanese girls!

Warnings: Semi angst, death... lots of it, but none too graphic, slashiness (brief) incest (hinted) twincest (thought of... i think?) and general antimeness.

This isn't my normal crashy smashy weird stuff, it's ~gasp~ serious... sorta? Anyways, it's a wee ficlet that I wrote fast, so read and review...


Brother


"Ginny... Why did you do it?" Ron gasped, wiping the blood away from his mouth.

Ginny's smile was harsh, without light or hope. "Brother," she purred sweetly. "Did what?"

Ron's eyes narrowed in anger. "Why did you kill Oliver?"

"I killed Oliver because Percy loved him, Ron. My older brother needed no obstacles in his rise to power."

"What reason do you have for killing Bill and Charlie, then?"

"Their relationship was wrong. They didn't have time for me, so they had to die."

"Ginny, please! Why did you kill Percy?"

"Percy, Ron... Percy did not want to fight after Oliver died. He was a hindrance... It was wisest to get rid of him."

"But Lee? Why Lee?"

"Lee cared about Fred and George, so why not?"

Ron, feeling the chains bite into his flesh, sighed. "But Mum... Dad? They were our ^parents^, Gin!"

Ginny tossed her hair, laughing at her older brother. "Dad loved muggles, and Mum loved Dad. Are we done, yet?"

"All the people from Hogwarts? Seamus, Dean?" Ron murmured.

"Mudbloods..." Ginny snorted. "And faggots. They disgust me."

Pausing, she waited for the next question. "Well?" she said at last, impatient after moments of silence. "I suppose I should tell you I killed Draco so he couldn't stop me, and Snape because he was a traitor all along."

Ron closed his eyes, and a tear slipped slowly out. "Harry," he said at last.

Ginny shrieked, slapping him harshly. "I thought I said never to mention his name!"

"Why Harry, Gin?"

The redheaded girl stepped back, shaking her head and glaring. "I killed Harry because he couldn't love me!" she hissed. "You know that, Ron, don't you? You know that all too well... And I killed Mum and Dad and Fred and George and Oliver and Percy and, damn it, everyone! For him! But did he care? No!"

Ron winced. "I'm sorry, Gin."

"No," she sighed. "I am. Sorry, that is."

She smiled again, walking up to him and pulling out a knife. "I'm sorry that you're going to die slowly, Ron," she added, and sliced his arm open, making sure that the blood spilled freely and prodding the wound harshly.

"Ginny," Ron whispered weakly, but she was already storming out of the room. He closed his eyes. "Harry loved you like a sister, Ginny," he added, and breathed out one last time.

Ginny stepped out from behind the door and wiped a tear away. "You can't understand Ron. He loved you."

End