AN-Hey just me again. With a new fic. Its to "Skin" by Rascal Flatts. I just thought it'd be cool to write one to it.
Disclaimer-I don't on Harry Potter or the plot.
"Ginny, come down," Mrs. Weasley called from the foot of the stairs. "Breakfast is ready."
"Coming, Mum," Ginny called. She looked at herself in the mirror and nodded. She looked presentable. She raced out of her room and down the stairs. But she didn't see the shoe on the second to last stair and she fell down the last few stairs. Mrs. Weasley heard the crash and raced to the living room.
"Ginny," she cried. Mrs. Weasley helped her and looked her over. "Ginny, are you ok?"
"What, oh yea, Mum. I'm fine," Ginny said. Mrs. Weasley looked skepticaly at her daughter. "Really I'm fine, just a few bumps and bruises."
But as the days went on, those bumps and bruises didn't go away. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley decided to take Ginny to St. Mango's and see what was wrong. They sat in the waiting room and Ginny flipped through and old issue of Witch's Weekly.
"Ginny Weasley," called a nice nurse from the door. Ginny and her parents walked followed the nurse to the room, hoping that she was ok. The docter was in there looking at the results to some test they had run an hour ago.
"Well, I really don't want to tell you these results. I'm sorry, Miss Weasley, you have Luekema. But it's in its early satages. I'm sure that we can fight it," said the docter. Ginny just sat there in shock and started crying. Her mom held her close, whispering comfort. Though comfort words didn't help. Ginny was scared to death.
AN-Yes it's short but theres more to come. I think I'm going to do a chapter to each part of the song so expect them short
