Hello!  This is probably gonna be a one-shot for now, but if I get lots of reviews, I promise that I will actually turn it into a whole fic.  N then ill have three and will update every third day.  Hmm… if I write more it will be of b4 what I am about to write.

Disclaimer: I don't own it!

Into the Abyss

            Ginny stood on the top of the astronomy tower with her arms straight out to the sides.  The wind blew around her, the cold air biting her skin.  But that was she wanted; to feel the coldness on the outside as well.  She wanted to take away the pain she felt on the inside.  She wanted to be numb so she couldn't feel anything. 

            Another breeze flew up and Ginny let the cold air shock he body.  She didn't care that it was the middle of January and she was wearing a light night dress which wouldn't have kept her warm had it been April.  The coldness didn't bother her, and she barely noticed it.  There was one thing that dwelled on her mind, how could he do this to her?

            She never asked for him to come, but he came.  He came when she needed him the most.  Ginny had been powerless to stop the feeling of being pulled into his embrace.  Memories ran through her head, flooding her mind with images of gray eyes and blond hair.  She could practically smell him. 

            But then one memory stuck out in her mind.  A night, not so long ago.  It had been the best night of her life, it had been the worse night of her life.  She had given in to all the passions that held them, and they spent a night in sweet bliss.  

            "He loved me, he must have.  I know he did," she told herself.  "I don't know why he left me, but I know he loved me."  But even as she said it, she knew it was a lie.  How could he have loved her and broke her heart just so.  He had ripped it out when it was most tender. 

            "You were good, Weasley, but did you really think I could really love you?  Ha! You're a young fool!  And you were fun to play with, but now, it over so go!"

            His bitter words still ran through her head.  That was the first time he had been so mean since it started.  But he only got meaner as the time increases.  She couldn't take it any more. 

            Another wind came and rushed past her, turning her thoughts.  The wind was so cold, so inviting.  And it called to her.  She heard it.  Thoughts now began to come to her, that now had to do with flying.  Oh, how good it would feel to take off into the wind and fly away.  To fly away and never feel any thing ever again.  She could feel the wind on her tear streaked face.

            "Do you think I could fly?" she pondered.  And ever so slowly she began to lean forward, and ever so slowly she began to feel the wind stronger and stronger under the weight of her body.  She was flying, and all her troubles would be over soon.

Ok, so it's short and what not, but hey, its an image or an introduction.  If you want to hear more about Ginny's story, and what would drive her into such a mess, and then what happens when she goes,  just say the word  and so shall it be.  If I make this into a story, I'm changing the name to  Fire and Ice.  It better suits my purpose.  For now, farewell!

~Atiannala