A.N. hi I am Tweaty I have had this idea for a few months but I never
really had the courage to write
it I am not much of a writer but I hope everyone likes my story
for blossom 2 am for giving me inspiration
and nevermore005 for being my friend and believing I can actually write
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She put her out like the burning end of a midnight cigarette.
She broke her heart: she spent her whole life trying to forget.
We watched her drink her pain away, a little at a time,
But she never could get drunk enough to get her off her mind,
until that night.
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Ginny Weasley lay on the floor of her apartment.
"Hermione…" But she wasn't coming back, not
this time. Her brother had taken the only
thing she had really loved away from her.
She had never really loved Harry; she had only
been enamored by how wonderful he was,
just like a brother nothing more.
She crawled to the cabinet, downed another bottle of old Ogden's
then she went to her bed,
reached under the mattress
and pulled out an old pistol.
(her father's present: another example of his muggle-obsession)
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She put that bottle to her head and pulled the
trigger; finally drinking away her memory.
Life is short, but this time it was bigger
than the strength she had to get up off her knees.
We found her with her face down in the pillow,
With a note that said: "I'll love her for all time."
And when we buried her beneath the willow,
The angels sang a whiskey lullaby.
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la.
La la la la la la la,
La la la la la la la.
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Every one knew who she had written about,
but Ron couldn't accept that his sister was gone because of his fiancé.
He left with tears in his eyes.
Harry sat with tears running down his face he had always known
about Ginny.
He looked up at Hermione. She just stood there as white as a ghost;
she had tried to let Ginny have a life without all her complication.
She hadn't known. But she still loved Ginny with all her heart just
like she always had.
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The rumors flew but nobody knew how much she
blamed herself. For years and years, she tried to hide the whiskey on
her breath.
She finally drank her pain away, a little at a time,
But she never could get drunk enough to get her off
her mind.
until the night
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Hermione was never the same again without Ginny.
What was the point to life without Ginny? Nothing
made sense anymore all she wanted was to be in her
arms again, to feel her heart against hers one
more time.
She knew it was her fault and she could never
change it.
She sat there in Ginny's apartment drinking bottle after bottle of old
Ogden's.
She got up; she knew what she had to do.
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She put that bottle to her head and pulled the
trigger.
And finally drank away her memory.
Life is short, but this time it was bigger
than the strength she had to get up off her knees.
We found her with her face down in the pillow,
Clinging to her picture for dear life.
We laid her next to her beneath the willow,
While the angels sang a whiskey lullaby.
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la.
La la la la la la la la...La la la la la la laaaa...
After that day, the students of Hogwarts talked about how every so often
around the whomping willow, you could see 2 girls about 20 years old
dancing to a lullaby sung by the angels.
fin
wow ok I know that it was a little confusing but I have wanted to write this
story for forever thank you for reading
please review it would make my day