Summary: This is kind of some scenes that I would have put into DH if I had the chance to. Basically, Ginny wakes up from a terrifying dream that could turn a person crazy. She tries to comfort herself when she finds a touching surprise
One part angst, three parts love and friendship. H/G,
a mention of R/H, and just a tweak of OOC with a slight Winnie The Pooh reference.
A/n: this is my first fanfic, and I have no experiences with this kind of writing (or any for that matter), so I hope that you all can enjoy this. And please review! I desperately need your opinion!
Before I forget, I wouldn't have been able to get this fic done if it weren't for my good friend, you know who you are :) lol
Disclaimer: Everyone wishes that they had thought of writing the brilliant story of Harry Potter, but the sad fact of life is that JK Rowling beat us to the punch :) and I am one of those people.
ENJOY!
Baby why'd you leave me,
Why'd you have to go?
I was counting on forever,
Now I'll never know.
I can't even breathe.
It's like I'm looking from a distance,
I'm standing in the background.
Everybody's saying he's not coming home now.
This can't be happening to me.
This is just a dream
(Carrie Underwood, Carnival Ride)
Just a Dream
I ran through the crowds of people. Everybody was fighting and sending hexes, but I was running. I was trying to find him. I ran past a group of dueling wizards, all of who were too preoccupied with finishing off their opponent to notice me.
I looked to my left and saw George fall, lifeless. To my right, people trying to flee were trampling Charlie's body.
Blink, another tear.
My desperation was increasing. I couldn't help it. People were dying and it was my entire fault. And not just any people, but my family; the ones I love. If only I'd stayed home, and not left the Burrow. If only I had not fallen into the trap the death eaters had set up, alerting them to my presence. If only my family had not noticed I was gone. Now they were here because of my foolish actions.
Blink, another tear.
If they had stayed, if they had not come to help me, then they would not be in danger. Yes, that would mean that I would have died a long time ago if they weren't here, but even my death now seemed a better trade. I would have preferred to be tortured or die myself instead of watching the people I love be hurt. That's what anyone would do, right?
Blink, another tear.
My heart skipped a beat as I finally spotted him. He was dueling three people at once, fighting multiple green curses with his red. You-know-who, Bellatrix, and Fenrir Greyback all were all fighting against him. My heart swelled with pride at his bravery. He looked my way and smiled his sweet smile, as if he too was searching for me as I was for him.
Then everything went wrong.
In that brief moment, when he smiled my way, he missed a spell. It soared at him and hit him in the heart. In that moment, my heart broke two. He staggered, staring at me, green to brown. I watched as the color seamed to drain out of his eyes, as if going empty. Then he collapsed.
Everything around me was lost as I ran to him; I couldn't even hear my own scream. I reached him and threw myself on top of him, defeated by my own grief. Then I heard a high laugh as my mind started to return to the moment.
I looked up into the face of You-Know-Who and his cohorts. The whole earth had halted to a stop as he looked at me with interest. "What a waste love is, isn't that true? Tell me, did you love him?" You-know-who jeered, his insane partner Bellatrix cackling beside him.
I turned away from the hideous man standing in front of me and stared into Harry's once beautiful eyes, his thick eyelashes hiding them from view. His face showed no sign of torture, but rather peace and solitude. There was only just the faintest line of dust on his face, almost as if he had just played some quidditch. Then with all of the force I could muster, I sat up.
"Yes, I love-" then I swallowed painfully, "I loved him very much. And love is something that you can never have, Tom."
He sneered at this, then raised his wand and pointed it at my face. He seemed to consider something, for he lowered his wand to my heart. But it didn't matter; my heart was already gone.
I laid my head on Harry's chest, intent upon joining him in paradise. I took one last look at the wand pointed at me. I looked into death, and I closed my eyes.
Blink.
Another tear.
Will she live? Where is she? Is this all a dream? Well I'm not telling yet. lol Just please don't kill me! I know this chapter is short, but I promise that there will be more coming later and it will be longer. In fact, it's already written, but I want your feedback about the first chapter. Please? And thanks for reading!