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Death Becomes Her
Chapter One
Death
Dismay enveloped the Weasley house like a wet blanket. Molly sat at the kitchen table and wept, her body convulsing with sorrow and despair. And Arthur? Arthur just stood in the back doorway staring blankly into space. The twins were silent, just sitting and staring at the sofa, upon which the body of Ginny Weasley lay. Ron was nowhere to be seen, having run off when Harry had returned to the house carrying her body. Harry sat next to the couch clutching Ginny's pale hand, when Fred spoke, "How…what happened to her?"
The night before, just after sunset
Ginny was completely happy. Today was she and Harry's one-year anniversary. Had it really been that long? Harry had organized a moonlit picnic to celebrate, in the field behind the Burrow. Now they were lying in a blanket, stargazing and eating strawberries. Ginny turned her head to look at Harry. He had grown up a lot over the past year, he had had that growth spurt that boys go through and was now 6 feet and 1 inch tall still shorter than Ron, his body had acquired the hard muscular edge that quidditch gave him, and he had bought a new pair of glasses. After the battle last year and things had settled down, Harry had finally allowed himself to really open up to her. Every time that Ginny looked at him her heart seem to fill till it almost burst. Was it love? She wasn't sure, but she was willing to find out. Harry turned his head then, directing his gaze to her face. Ginny blushed, embarrassed at having been caught staring at him. He grinned at her and white teeth flashed from beneath the dark tan that summer had give him. "I know I'm good looking, but do you have to stare?" He joked.
Ginny lightly smacked him on the arm, and rolled over onto her front and rested her head on her arms, "Don't be an ass, I was just …thinking."
Harry supported his head on his hand as he turned onto his side, facing her. "Oh yeah? What were you thinking about?" He asked.
She smiled mischievously, " I was just thinking bout how much I want you, how much I ache for you…" and licked her lips enticingly for effect, eliciting a groan from Harry who reached for her from across the blanket. Ginny burst into laughter and rolled out of reach onto the grass, spasming uncontrollably with mirth.
"You witch!" Harry bellowed and dove after her and began to tickle her mercilessly. When they were both out of breath they collapsed side-by-side on the grass. Harry rolled over a turned her towards him and kissed her softly, caressing her lips with his. Ginny shivered in delight, and opened her mouth beneath his. Slipping her hand behind his neck, she fondled the soft hairs at the base of his head, and pressed her body against his. Harry pulled away from the kiss slightly and began to whisper "Ginny, I…I lo…"
Suddenly Harry was soaring through the air as if thrown by a catapult, before hitting a tree with an audible thud and falling in a heap at its roots. Ginny looked around to find the instigator of this pain.
Standing before Ginny, was a very tall, very pale woman. She had waist length, curly, black hair. She was clad in a leather corset, black leggings and tall, dominatrix style, black leather boots. A long silver sword was strapped to her waist, and one pale hand, with blood red nails rested on its hilt. When Ginny looked at the woman's face she gasped, she had the blackest eyes Ginny had ever seen.
Ginny looked over at Harry, who was still lying motionless at the foot of the tree, and leapt to her feet and drew hew wand in anger. "Who are you? What do you want!" she demanded forcefully.
The lady slowly smiled, revealing rows of sharp pointed teeth behind full, red lips. 'Vampire' immediately came to Ginny's head and she tried not to scream. After the war had been fought and won by the good guys many vampires had gone rogue and been attacking humans at will. Ginny had a feeling this would not end well.
The lady spoke languidly, "My name is Lilith. I sensed you from far away, you have a bright spirit young one." She waved her hand imperiously and Ginny's wand flew out of her hand and several meters to her right, "no need for violence my precious. You are just what I need," Lilith fluidly moved towards Ginny, who had stiffened in terror with no way to defend herself and circled her. " Young, strong…beautiful," with the word beautiful Lilith stopped in front of her and drew a finger down the side of Ginny's face and neck. " I have great plans for you my sweet. But first… you must die." And before the shock of that declaration could sink in, Lilith darted forward and sunk her teeth into Ginny's neck.
Ginny screamed in torturous pain before realizing that what she was experiencing was more pleasure, and discomfort than agony. Clutching to Lilith like ivy to a tree as the vampire drank, her whole body trembled with the knowledge that her death was imminent. Just as blackness began to cloud Ginny's vision, Lilith stopped drinking but still held Ginny and stopped her from falling to the ground. Lilith drew a fingernail across her own bottom lip, opening a cut and letting blood well up. She pulled Ginny to her once again and chastely kissed on the lips, "drink precious, and join me, become one with the night." she kissed her again, and Ginny drawn by the power and strength flowing through her as the blood flowed into her mouth, suckled eagerly at the vampires lips.
Bone chilling cold began to seep into Ginny's body and she began to feel faint. Lilith lowered her to the ground and knelt over her as Ginny's mind began to fade into unconsciousness. She kissed her one last time and said "Death becomes you my love, sleep well." And Ginny's mind sunk into blackness as her heart stopped beating.
The next morning
Harry groaned, his skull pounding as if his heart was beating at the walls of his skull. Lifting his head he realized he was lying outside, and it was light. Had he fallen asleep outside? Then he remembered soaring through the air before hitting something hard and passing out. Something had attacked him. Ginny! He leapt to his feet, and immediately regretted it as the blood rushed to his head and the ground swayed beneath him. Holding is head in one hand he moved towards the rug where they had had the picnic the night before. Just beyond it he saw Ginny lying on the ground still dressed in the yellow sundress she had been wearing the day before. Running to her, he fell to his knees next to her still form. She looked like she was asleep. Harry reached out to stroke away the hair lying across her forehead when he noticed her outstretched neck, with bite marks.
Harry only then noticed how pale she was and that she wasn't breathing. His first thought was to go for help, but new it was too late. He gathered her fragile frame into her arms, which was difficult because of her height, and stood. Slowly he made his way back to the burrow, stumbling over fences and holes.
Reaching the Burrow Harry was reluctant to go inside and be the bringer of such pain to the Weasley family when they had already gone through so much.
Kicking open the back door to the kitchen, Harry turned sideways and walked through the doorway. Mrs. Weasley had her back to Harry as she was bustling around the kitchen making breakfast. As she was turning around she spoke, "Arthur did you forget something?" but upon seeing Ginny lying limply in Harry's arms she dropped the glass she was holding and screamed. The absolute pain that was emanated in the sound tore up Harry's insides. Running to Harry, she tore Ginny out of his arms and with unnatural strength took her into the lounge and laid her on the couch.
Present
Harry looked at Fred and said, "One moment we were talking and then I was flying through the air and I hit a tree I suppose, because I was knocked out. When I woke up this morning, she was just lying in the grass, like this." He looked away and focused his gaze on Ginny again. "I was about to tell her I loved her." He said as his eyes began to tear up. He didn't notice that the wound on Ginny's neck had healed, with only a faint scar to show that there had been any wound there at all.
Looking back at the twins choked out "Why? Why now? Everything was going right."
George walked over to him and laid a hand on Harry's shoulder, "I don't know mate, but let me say this, I loved my sister, and I know that she felt the same way about you. And at least she has known love. As they say it's better to have loved and lost than to not have loved at all."
Harry gazed at George gratefully, "I don't think you know how much it means to hear that coming from you. You two were always her favorites." With a small smile he turned gaze to Ginny's face. He reached to stroke her cheek.
Just as his hand made contact with her face, her eyes fluttered open.
"Harry?"
end of chapter one
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