Hi hi.

This is my first story. I don't own Harry Potter characters or anything, I wish I did, but I just don't.

I'm hopefully gonna keep going with this story until one of 4 things happen.

1) I finish it. 2) I get distracted into writing something else.

I get bored of it or just lazy (very likely to happen) or 4) I completely run out of things to write and thus stop. :)

I hope you enjoy and leave like reviews and stuff. If you DON'T like it, DON'T read it. Simple as that.

Now:

She couldn't tell if her heart had stopped beating or if it was just hopelessly broken. Jin could feel herself being guided somewhere by someone she thought might be Luna. THe concern wasn't there, as to caring about her own well being. Somehow the fight wasn't over, but her world was gone. Laying dead on the floor of a hall that once held joyful memories.

And as Jin slid her back down the wall outside the Great Hall. Her hair had come out of the ponytail and was falling in her face. Blood, debris and a large amount of wall dust. Things had gotten so bad; Jin remember how much better it was before this dreadful year.

4 years ago:

This year was her year. Jin had been passing all her classes satisfactorily, she had made some new friends (even though they were younger than her) and had successfully avoided all trouble making of Fred Weasley and his twin. The latter seemed to be the most difficult and therefore the most rewarding.

Only after a serious threat, of removal from Hogwarts by her mother over the summer, did Jin straighten up and take to minimizing her Fred time to just passing in the hallways.

When she had passed this on to Fred, he was NOT a happy boy.

Fred Weasley had been quite taken with Jin since they met during their first year. She had found the twins running away from Filch and helped them hide. Since then she had been planning escape routes for them after the did something worthy of getting in trouble.

Now Jin was walking through the hallway, heading to Charms class, minding her own business. When Fred and George popped out of an empty class room laughing she grew suspicious.

"What are you guys doing? Shouldn't you be in cla...." Jin had cringed and almost nearly screamed when the now empty class room shook with some sort of explosion and began pouring smoke from the closed door.

"I suggest you run, if you don't wanna get in trouble love." Fred grabbed Jin's hand and the three of them booked.

She had forgotten the fun of being with him. And in one escape Jin started to really think her mother wouldn't take her out of Hogwarts.

Her mother, being a muggle, could never teach her what she needed to know about being a witch.

And running, holding Fred's hand, Jin couldn't even believe she had stayed away for just over four months. She knew the rest of her fifth year would be better than the beginning.

The complete happiness and excitement for 'what happens next' was only increased when Fred squeezed her hand and smiled that amazingly joyful and sneaky smile.

Now:

Jin had realized she was in love that day. They were 15; young and almost carefree. Even when things had gotten bad, Fred had always been there to take her hand.

Jin pushed dust and rubble around with her foot as she continued to think about a life she no longer related to.