~ A Piece of Her Soul ~

~ A Piece of Her Soul ~

Rapid Fading

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Draco could not believe his eyes: that surely could not be happening! But there she was, real as the velvet night air surroundings, widening the gap between their differences.

¡§Ginny. Ginny with the signature Weasley red-hair trademark,¡¨thought Draco numbly,

¡§Well, it is not the case anymore. The redness is gone.¡¨

* GONE *! That startled Draco out of his trance.

Ginny had floated away into the distant fields during Dracos trance. Dracos logical side screeched at him, but heedless of all warnings, Draco headed towards Ginny at a brisk amble.

Towards Ginny. Towards a Weasley without red-hair. Somehow his mind would not absolve this piece of information ¡V

¡§Whats a Weasley without red hair?¡¨ Draco mused idly; his mind now safely fastened on a memorial topic. Remembering his sneers about Ronald Weasley, Draco grinned shamefully ¡V the look on his face was worth it!

And there she was.

A white-lipped figure, a face that knows no happiness, a blaze now long gone. Ginny Weasley looked as if a snowstorm struck early, and the frost lingered, leaving their tiny paw prints on her. A deadly white mist enveloped her, drawing her to the inevitable doom¡K

Even as Ginny stood there, Draco noticed that she shivered a bit more drastically, and her hair looked more bleached out.

¡§Oh my God,¡¨ Draco thought in petrified horror,

¡§A blonde Weasley!¡¨

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*There! Its out! But its not finished yet! Guess what happened to Ginny? And NO, it wasn¡¦t some cosmetic disaster¡K~Dimpz