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Flying part 1
Ginny's POV
I treasure life, I find it beautiful beyond words, delicate like glass, with one insignificant push it could tumble over and break to pieces all around you. I'm one of those people who you'd hear saying that I see life in a new perspective because of a near death situation. I use a muggle device called a wheelchair, why I have it you ask is because I was caught between two people.
It was the final battle between Voldemort and the boy who lived, spells were cast, blood was shed, families separated. The past two years had been terrible. I pitied the children who were made to watch their parents die, they would be traumatized for life. The war was raging on the fateful day that ended it all. The two were throwing hexes after hexes, curses one after the other , and I watched from behind the safety of the walls as one of my closest friends was being attacked. Sure we weren't friends in the beginning I was his baby sister he never had, but as my feelings of love left a new feeling of friendship took over me. I opened my eyes hoping it was over and found myself standing in the doorway, the smell of dried blood filled the air.
I felt my feet move without by acknowledgment, my lungs screaming out his name, I got to him just as a hex was sent by both of them. Forgetting about his and only thinking about the enemy I foolishly stepped in the spells path.
It hit.
It was like being hit by a thousand bolts of lightning all at once, it hurt even more then that the pain was indescribable all I heard before I lost all conscious was my name being called by family and friends alike.
Ginny…Ginny
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That was four years ago I am now twenty-four , and am paralyzed from the waist down, and you know what the first thing I thought when I was told, I'm glad it didn't happen while I was still at Hogwarts. I was a quiet, shy, girl that went by unnoticed by everyone, except by one person who whenever did see me would only tease, I thought of how he would tease me with the wheelchair and how almost everyone else would stare at me as if I had grown a third eye or something else. Also after the affair Harry Potter, the boy I had longed for, to at least look at me once with something beside brotherly affection through out my entire education at Hogwarts had finally fallen for me, but not I for him.
I went out with him a few times but I hadn't been comfortable at any of them and I knew he wasn't either, so we stopped seeing each over and continued with being good friends forever nothing more. Later that year I had received an invite to a wedding of a Mr. Harry Potter and a Miss. Mallory Colins. I was overjoyed at the sudden engagement and my brother Ron, who was the Best Man, and his wife Hermione, who were wed at eighteen, were too.
I met Mallory and found her the perfect match for Harry, and I was happy for them, unlike how I thought I would be crying myself to sleep on the night of his wedding.
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I own a business, you could say I was a nanny, I watched children and I was good at it because I had a good connection with children. The purity and hope that is contained deep within them just fills me with joy. I am also good at reading the emotions across people face , which helps a lot because I know when the children feel lonely and so I comfort them, I can tell when there hungry so I feed them a meal I make with all my joys and spirit and that is what gave me a good reputation. I was adored by many referred by many, and that is how I came to get a letter from him to watch his child.
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Author Notes
OK who him( it's obvious to me at least) and next chapter will be in "his" Point of View, so wait until next chapter to find out R&R
Flying part 1
Ginny's POV
I treasure life, I find it beautiful beyond words, delicate like glass, with one insignificant push it could tumble over and break to pieces all around you. I'm one of those people who you'd hear saying that I see life in a new perspective because of a near death situation. I use a muggle device called a wheelchair, why I have it you ask is because I was caught between two people.
It was the final battle between Voldemort and the boy who lived, spells were cast, blood was shed, families separated. The past two years had been terrible. I pitied the children who were made to watch their parents die, they would be traumatized for life. The war was raging on the fateful day that ended it all. The two were throwing hexes after hexes, curses one after the other , and I watched from behind the safety of the walls as one of my closest friends was being attacked. Sure we weren't friends in the beginning I was his baby sister he never had, but as my feelings of love left a new feeling of friendship took over me. I opened my eyes hoping it was over and found myself standing in the doorway, the smell of dried blood filled the air.
I felt my feet move without by acknowledgment, my lungs screaming out his name, I got to him just as a hex was sent by both of them. Forgetting about his and only thinking about the enemy I foolishly stepped in the spells path.
It hit.
It was like being hit by a thousand bolts of lightning all at once, it hurt even more then that the pain was indescribable all I heard before I lost all conscious was my name being called by family and friends alike.
Ginny…Ginny
~
That was four years ago I am now twenty-four , and am paralyzed from the waist down, and you know what the first thing I thought when I was told, I'm glad it didn't happen while I was still at Hogwarts. I was a quiet, shy, girl that went by unnoticed by everyone, except by one person who whenever did see me would only tease, I thought of how he would tease me with the wheelchair and how almost everyone else would stare at me as if I had grown a third eye or something else. Also after the affair Harry Potter, the boy I had longed for, to at least look at me once with something beside brotherly affection through out my entire education at Hogwarts had finally fallen for me, but not I for him.
I went out with him a few times but I hadn't been comfortable at any of them and I knew he wasn't either, so we stopped seeing each over and continued with being good friends forever nothing more. Later that year I had received an invite to a wedding of a Mr. Harry Potter and a Miss. Mallory Colins. I was overjoyed at the sudden engagement and my brother Ron, who was the Best Man, and his wife Hermione, who were wed at eighteen, were too.
I met Mallory and found her the perfect match for Harry, and I was happy for them, unlike how I thought I would be crying myself to sleep on the night of his wedding.
~
I own a business, you could say I was a nanny, I watched children and I was good at it because I had a good connection with children. The purity and hope that is contained deep within them just fills me with joy. I am also good at reading the emotions across people face , which helps a lot because I know when the children feel lonely and so I comfort them, I can tell when there hungry so I feed them a meal I make with all my joys and spirit and that is what gave me a good reputation. I was adored by many referred by many, and that is how I came to get a letter from him to watch his child.
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Author Notes
OK who him( it's obvious to me at least) and next chapter will be in "his" Point of View, so wait until next chapter to find out R&R