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A/N Ok this has been requested of me, but I am afraid I don't know how good this is going to be. You people wanted closure, so I am giving you closure, it's just that the plot bunny has since passed away, and I cant exactly resurrect a dead plot bunny. Believe me I tried, I even danced on it's grave, nothing works. So here it is. If it's crap, don't blame me!!!
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Crying on the Floor, Closure!
The blinding white light was driving Ginny up the walls. Well sort of, she couldn't see any walls, hell she couldn't see anything. She knew her eyes were open, but the light, coming from all directions was making her dizzy. She spreadout her arms to grab on something, to keep her form tripping, but her hands didn't make contact with anything solid. All she felt was a wet moistyness that surrounded her.
Suddenly Ginny felt the air rush out of her lungs, as a icy cold gust of what she presumed to be wind passed through her. She closed her eyes and took a step back, she opened her eyes. She was in the Hospital Wing. Yet she was seeing everything through a slight haze. She looked around and saw a group of people crowded around a bed.
"What's going on?" she asked.
No one looked up.
"Ginny!" she heard her brother Ron gasp.
"I am right here!"
She walked over to the group of people, and was shocked at the sight before her. There lying on the bed was HER! But it wasn't. Ginny looked at herself lying on the bed, a tint of greyness covering her once white cheeks. She turned to Ron, and waved her hand in front of his face. Nothing. She tried again. Still, nothing. She then turned towards Hermione and tried the same, but the results weren't any different.
Turning back to Ron, she tried to slap her poor brother, but her hand just went right through his cheek. Her brother shuddered as sobs overtook his body and Hermione hugged him, but not before passing right through Ginny, causing another wave of that nauseating feeling.
Overwhelmed by what she was seeing and hearing, as she heard what she did from Harry was he explained it all to Professor Dumbledore, Ginny took a step back. For the how manyth time that night she felt the now all too familiar sensation of her body being plunged into icy water, and then let out into the wind.
She turned around and saw Professor Trewalney (A/N I know worng!). Ginny didn't bother catching this person attention as she wasn't one of Ginny's favourite teachers, but something bothered her. The diviation professor seemed to have her eyes focused on Ginny. Ginny walked from one side of the room to the next with the teacher's eyes on her constantly.
"Professor, can you see me?" Ginny asked silently.
She was disappointed when the teacher shook her head. Then it struck Ginny that the teacher HEARD her.
"Professor, you can hear me!" Ginny cried.
The professor broke into a smile and nodded. With a low and raspy voice she whispred.
"I can feel you, Virginia."
Usually Ginny hated it when someone besides her mother called her that, but now she really couldn't be bothered. She jumped up and down, wanting to scream her head off. But instead she asked her teacher a few questions.
"What is happening?" Ginny asked? "How can I go back?" was her next question.
"My dear Virginia, you are dead my child. There is no way back."
"NO!!!!!!!"
The professor shut her ears against Ginny's yells and pressed her lips together, letting air out. A long shush fell across the room and everyone looked at the old woman.
"What is wrong Professor?" Ron asked clearly annoyed.
"Nothing, I am just talking son."
"To who?"
"Your Sister, Mr. Weasley. She is in this room." The old woman said, her glasses gleaming under the light of the candles.
"You bitch!" Ron cried. "My sister is dead. Look at her. She is dead!"
"Ron I am not!" Ginny cried.
Ttrewaleney (an/n I know wrong) closed her eyes and whispered 'I am not Ron.'.
Everyone in the room looked at the old professor with shock and disgust. Harry and Ron thought she was using this incident to her advantage.
"Ron, please I am not dead." Ginny cried as she fell to the floor.
The professor repeated it.
"Shut up!" Harry cried.
"Please forgive me!" Ginny sobbed into her hands from her position on the floor.
'Please forgive me!'
Tre….whatever…. opened her eyes and walked to where Ginny was.
"Now now, child don't cry." She tried to sooth.
"How can I am dead!"
"Please child, don't be like that." The teacher said and reached out to touch Ginny's cheek. Suddenly the wrinkled finger was wet. "You must be strong, you must go on."
"I don't want to."
"Child you must." Ginny got up. "It is the only way. You must go on, you must go to where all spirits go before they are reborn."
Ginny could see the world around her grow hazier as she stood talking to the teacher.
"What is happening?"
"It is beginning. Quick child, go, before it is too late!"
Everyone in the room was watching the old professor, presumably talk to herself.
"I cant. I will forget Harry."
Suddenly the room was shunned into silence. The name "Harry" was carried throughout the room, and it chilled everyone to the bone.
"Ginny?" Harry asked.
"Harry, I am right here!"
"Ginny you are here?"
Ginny couldn't help herself and rushed over to Harry, passing right through him. Harry gasped as he felt something like ice pass through his body.
"Gin?" he gasped. He turned in all directions, before rushing to Ginny's dead body. "Please Gin, don't go. Please I need you! Please. I love you!" he started to cry into Ginny's hand!
Gin stood looking at Harry. She felt her heart break and couldn't leave him. She walked slowly to the Professor.
"Sorry Professor, but I am not leaving! I cant leave I am in love with Harry."
The old teacher just nodded. She looked at Ginny and then Ginny was amazed at what she saw. Stepping out of her old crimpled professor's body, a similar person was before her. Her professor's spirit! Without a word the teacher pulled Ginny close to her, hugging her tightly!
"Your love is too strong!" the teacher proclaimed.
Ginny just smiled and looked at the teacher, who impatiently waved her hand towards the lifeless body on the hospital bed. Ginny looked at the teacher confused.
"Step into your body. Lie into it!"
Ginny followed the teacher's instructions and walked to her body. She turned around just as her teacher climbed back into her own body. Ginny sighed and felt her heart soar as she sat on the bed. Silently she laid down, feeling herself dissolve together.
Suddenly she felt her lungs take in oxygen. Opening her eyes she felt like breaking the surface of water after staying underneath too long! She looked up at the crowd around her. Ron, Hermione, Harry, Dumbledore, and McGonagall, where standing around her, shocked at seeing her alive.
The only person that wasn't there, that Ginny wanted to see was professor Trewhatever. Nonetheless Ginny smiled at everyone before they all hugged her, smiling and crying that she was alive.
Before Harry could even step closer, Ginny jumped up from her bed and planted her lips on his. They felt so soft and tasted vaguely like mint. Harry placed his arms around her waist, and Ginny brought her's up around his neck. Melting into the kiss Ginny never wanted to leave it.
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How was that? I believe you wanted closure. I believe that was closure, and I believe it was good. My original plan was to let her go to wherever and spent the rest of eternity watching over Harry with his parents and Sirius, but I sorta liked this one. I might even right another chapter where James and Lily watch over Harry and Ginny! Nay! I wont, to much work! I gotta finish Call Girl.
Thank you to everyone that reviewed this story, and it was privilege to write this chapter especially for you!