Chapter 3-

Days passed and the only sign that Ginny was actually alive was the rithmic beeping of the machine. Ginny lay motionless except when she broke out into fits of spasms. Mrs. Weasley stayed by her side every second. About a month after she was first brought to the hospital, she was prounounced eternally unconscious. The Weasley family prepared to leave and let the doctors turn off the machines. They had all cried all there tears and just kissed her on the cheek one last time. They left the room one by one, all except Mrs. Weasley that is. She wouldn't leave Ginny's side. Mr. Weasley tried to pull her away from the bed but he couldn't. "I have to see her go" she said evenly. Mr. Weasley, giving up, left the room with the rest of the family. Only Harry and Mrs. Weasley remained in the room. Harry stood in a corner tears streaming silently down his face. The doctor came in and pushed a series of buttons. Only the heart monitor remained on. Mrs. Weasley couldn't take it any more and ran out of the room. Harry suddenly felt the urge to sing to her. He walked over to her bed and sang softly in her ear.

"Hush, hush the angels are coming"

"Hush, hush you will feel no pain"

"Hush, hush my love for you is real"

"Hush, hush your memory will remain"

"Your eyes are closed forever"

"Only your whisper lingers"

"In the flowers, in the trees"

"In the halls, in my heart"

"Hush, hush the night is coming close"

"Hush, hush only a short time to say goodbye"

"Remember me, remember me wherever you will go"

Hush, hush the angels are hear"

Harry finished and kissed her lips. He left without another word. His heart was pounding painfully against his ribs. He felt like he had lost part of himself. Ginny never knew that he loved her. She would never know. He had lost his chance and he was angry at himself. If only he had just one more minute. If only one more hour, one more day. He hated time itself. Time had taken the only one he had ever truly loved away from him. The only thing that consoled him was that he had had there final kiss. He had felt the soft warmth of them against his. He knew that he would never love again. He would never be able to look at another woman the without being painfully reminded of Ginny. He sat down in the hall and buried his head in his hands. All tears wer gone. Only an empty void remained where Ginny had been. She had left this world with all the love she could possibly abtain. Yet leave this world she did indeed.

Author's note- All right was that poem good. I wrote it and I'm not sure if I like it. Well sorry this is so short but I thought it came to it's end. There might be another chapter who knows? I need at least 10 reviews before I write the fourth chapter!!