There are times when everyone in this world feels out of , there is always someone who knows exactly how to cheer you up. And Who better than your family?
It was nice growing up with someone like you - someone to lean on, someone to count on... someone to tell on! ~Author Unknown
As it happens in every persons' life, bad thoughts suddenly engulf you and suddenly overpower all your positive emotions. And so it was happening with Ginny Weasley.
She had just been through a rough school week. Her best friend, Lydia, had seemed unable to understand her problems. And boys, oh did they trouble her or what. She had, since she was ten known who she would marry. But right at this moment, the man of her dreams was romancing another girl. Her last transfiguration assignment made her feel she couldn't last another week in Hogwarts. She felt, as she often did, that she wasn't fit to even be in Hogwarts.
Depression was a bad thing to happen to Ginny. It always brought back memories of her first year at Hogwarts, which were the darkest moments in her short life. The time Riddle had possessed her. Once again she began to consider herself weak and vulnerable.
It was past dinner time, but she knew no one cared about petty things like her eating. She pretended to fake sleep, while her fellow roommates entered the four posters one by one and fell asleep. Ginny tossed and rolled about her bed. When she could take it no more, she went out for a night time stroll.
But right when she was about to leave the common room, she felt a gentle hand on her shoulder. Fred seemed worried, looking at her anguished face.
"What happened to you Ginny? Anything I can do to help?"
Ginny just shrugged.
"Nobody can help me," she said indifferently.
"Oh yes I can and I will. Tell me what happened," Fred said fiercely.
And then Ginny poured her heart out. She spoke about all the things depressing her-her love life, her friends, her studies.
Fred listened patiently. He watched tears flow from his sister's eyes.
When Ginny had finished, Fred smiled to her and said," You said nobody cared about you, right? You have us, so many brothers. What more do you want? We will be there for you no matter what. You know that right?"
Ginny silently nodded.
"Have we ever told you that George and I made it a personal mission to find out where you got so good at quidditch from? And your bat bogey hex, it's the best spell any witch here can cast, and that includes even Hermione!"
Ginny began to grin.
Fred smiled too," Ginny, you're my baby sister. But off late, every time I look at you, I wonder when you grew up. When did the small red headed girl grow up to be so beautiful that every boy suddenly wants to be with her?"
Ginny didn't look very convinced, but still smiled when she heard what her brother had in mind.
"And Ginny about your grades, honestly aren't George and I the best examples of why they don't matter?" Fred asked pretending to be scandalised.
Ginny giggled.
Fred stood up, "Come on baby sis, lets head to the kitchen. It's dinner time."
Ginny stood up grinning.
"Thanks Fred," she said smiling.
Ah fred...I found this page on facebook and thought it was pretty cool : Shut up! Fred Weasley isn't dead, it was a typing error :-)
Anyway, please review. Reviwes make me happy! =)