"Where are you are going?" asked Ginny as she watched Harry put on his shoes. "Just for a walk in the woods, want to come?" he replied. "Sure, why not. Just wait a sec, I have to get my coat from the other room." After she came back she grabbed Harry's arm and they walked outside together.

"Tomorrow's Sunday, what are we doing?" asked Ginny. "Nothing. We could go out or something. You know. Do something together?" Harry proposed. "Sure! I'd love that!" replied Ginny, quite happily.

"Hey, look at that!" cried Harry, pointing further down the path. "What do you think it is?" asked Ginny suspiciously. "Dunno. I'm going to go check it out." Replied Harry. "Okay, just be careful."

As Harry approached the place where he saw something once before he noticed it was two people who were apparently fighting. He kept walking.

Ginny watched as her beloved Harry wandered further and further into the forest and further and further away from her. After moments what seemed like hours she noticed something rush past her. After a quick double take she could not see any of the figure, except for the silhouette of a gun. "HARRY! WAIT! STOP! There is someone with a gun here!"

Ginny started to run after the still-walking Harry. When Harry approached the two people fighting he tried to be nice and say 'hello'.

"Get lost." Bellowed one of the men. "Bug off." Yelled the other. "I'm sorry to bother you, I'll be leaving now."

He turned around to see a shadow of someone, and then everything went blank.

Ginny had heard a gunshot and that had made her run faster. Then she heard another, and another. There were six in total. When she arrived at Harry's body she was devastated. She just stood there in horror as she gazed into Harry's cold, dead eyes. As the shock wore off tears began to creep down her cheeks. The shock had finally gone when the police arrived. They removed Harry's body, and took Ginny home so she could have some time to herself.

Why is this happening to me? She thought. Why me? I don't know what I'm going to do. This is too much. Why did this happen, why? What did I do? She didn't sleep that night, or the next. Every night she found herself staring out the window at the stars, thinking of that Saturday. Then, at about four a.m. she saw his image. It was starting to form, it was him, Harry! Then it disappeared. She assumed it was an delusion. Then this happened once more, and once more.

One night the figure drew closer and closer. "I'll see you in heaven someday." it whispered.

The end.



The last that ever she saw him,

Carried away by a moonlight shadow.

He passed on worried and warning,

Carried away by a moonlight shadow.

Lost in a riddle that Saturday night,

Far away on the other side.

He was caught in the middle of a desperate fight

And she couldn't find how to push through. The trees that whisper in the evening,

Carried away by a moonlight shadow.

Sing a song of sorrow and grieving,

Carried away by a moonlight shadow.

All she saw was a silhouette of a gun,

Far away on the other side.

He was shot six times by a man on the run

And she couldn't find how to push through. [ Chorus ] I stay, I pray

See you in heaven far away.

I stay, I pray

See you in heaven one day. Four a.m. in the morning,

Carried away by a moonlight shadow.

I watched your vision forming,

Carried away by a moonlight shadow.

Stars roll slowly in a silvery night,

Far away on the other side.

Will you come to terms with me this night,

But she couldn't find how to push through. [ Repeat Chorus ] Far away on the other side. Caught in the middle of a hundred and five.

The night was heavy and the air was alive,

But she couldn't find how to push through. Carried away by a moonlight shadow.

Carried away by a moonlight shadow.