*********** WARNING! MAJOR SPOILER HERE! DO OT READ IF YOU HAVE NOT
FINISHED ORDER OF THE PHOENIX! ***********
This is honestly my reaction, that's right! I TALKED to the book, so HAH!
If ever she had ever read something within the pages of a book that made her cry, it was now. His eyes were wide with shock, though the laughter upon his face had not fully died away, and she sat, crying.
"NO!!! NOT HIM! ANYONE BUT HIM!" she sobbed, but the only ones that could hear her were her mother and brother in the next room. Obviously she felt foolish, screaming at a book to change its ending, but she didn't care. They weren't allowed to kill him! Of all people, her FAVOURITE character! The one that already had a hard enough life, just made some real friends, and now he's freaking DEAD!
She slumped back in her bed, but did not put the book down, now she was looking for revenge.
"That's right Harry, get your butt down there and kill her, stab your wand through her heart for all I care..." her eyes were narrowed to slits and her hands clutched the edges of the hard-cover book so tightly that her knuckles had gone white.
"Kill her, Harry, Avada Kedavra, not a hard spell... Crucio, just say the magic word!" Pure rage boiled within her as she stared intently with a look of mad hatred at the book.
"NO! DAMN YOU!" she cursed, someone had obviously stopped Harry as he had meant to chase down the mad woman. Eyes flaring she spat curses under her breath. They killed him, and his murderer won't even die!
She kept reading, though now her mouth felt dry and her cheeks were burning, tears rimmed her eyes as she went on, it wasn't fair! They killed off her favourite character, she needed to talk to someone, but right now the only people to talk to didn't understand.
She felt a void inside, as though a little piece of her broke off as she read on. She felt as though magic was real, as though this world was part of her own, and finding out that only THE greatest of characters dies.. That was just unfair...
As she finished the final page, she looked away. Snapping Harry Potter and The Order Of The Phoenix, shut, she let a few tears run freely, then fell back into bed.
Maybe it was a dream, maybe in the morning she'd wake up, and he really DIDN'T die...
Maybe sleep would make it all better, and Bellatrix Lestrange would be dead.
Maybe sleep would make Sirius Black come back to life.
FINISHED ORDER OF THE PHOENIX! ***********
This is honestly my reaction, that's right! I TALKED to the book, so HAH!
If ever she had ever read something within the pages of a book that made her cry, it was now. His eyes were wide with shock, though the laughter upon his face had not fully died away, and she sat, crying.
"NO!!! NOT HIM! ANYONE BUT HIM!" she sobbed, but the only ones that could hear her were her mother and brother in the next room. Obviously she felt foolish, screaming at a book to change its ending, but she didn't care. They weren't allowed to kill him! Of all people, her FAVOURITE character! The one that already had a hard enough life, just made some real friends, and now he's freaking DEAD!
She slumped back in her bed, but did not put the book down, now she was looking for revenge.
"That's right Harry, get your butt down there and kill her, stab your wand through her heart for all I care..." her eyes were narrowed to slits and her hands clutched the edges of the hard-cover book so tightly that her knuckles had gone white.
"Kill her, Harry, Avada Kedavra, not a hard spell... Crucio, just say the magic word!" Pure rage boiled within her as she stared intently with a look of mad hatred at the book.
"NO! DAMN YOU!" she cursed, someone had obviously stopped Harry as he had meant to chase down the mad woman. Eyes flaring she spat curses under her breath. They killed him, and his murderer won't even die!
She kept reading, though now her mouth felt dry and her cheeks were burning, tears rimmed her eyes as she went on, it wasn't fair! They killed off her favourite character, she needed to talk to someone, but right now the only people to talk to didn't understand.
She felt a void inside, as though a little piece of her broke off as she read on. She felt as though magic was real, as though this world was part of her own, and finding out that only THE greatest of characters dies.. That was just unfair...
As she finished the final page, she looked away. Snapping Harry Potter and The Order Of The Phoenix, shut, she let a few tears run freely, then fell back into bed.
Maybe it was a dream, maybe in the morning she'd wake up, and he really DIDN'T die...
Maybe sleep would make it all better, and Bellatrix Lestrange would be dead.
Maybe sleep would make Sirius Black come back to life.