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If Ever A Star Shown Brighter
"Time to go home."
Ginny hugged her knees tightly and shook her head violently.
"Ginny? Come on, let's go."
"M'not going."
"Yes, you are. How many times have we done this, Ginny? How many times will we come and get you?"
Ginny stared into space.
"Fine, then."
Arthur Weasly picked up his now squealing daughter and turned to leave with his wife.
Mrs. Weasly just sighed and shook her head sadly. She ran out of lectures and screams for her daughter a long time ago.
"Ginny, you can't keep doing this." Arthur Weasly said as he held his little girl in his arms and walked out of the room.
"Where's Ginny?" Asked Harry, looking around the Great Hall for her.
"Mum and dad took her home, again." Was Ron's reply.
Harry sighed, "Why is she so depressed? Why does she keep doing this??"
"Because she's stupid," Murmured Ron, stuffing egg in his mouth.
"Harry?" It was Cho
"Oh, hey, Cho. Are you ok? What's up?"
"Um, nothing, I just. this summer, are you going over to the Dursly's?"
"Um. yeah."
"Don't. Come with me. Stay with me."
"I'll. I'll ask."
"No, I mean." Cho sighed, "Meet me tonight. Midnight. Please."
"Sure."
They met in front of the lake, just sitting there. There was silence for a while, then,
"So. why have you called me here?"
She sighed and looked up at Harry. For one little nano-second Harry had thought he has seen tears and pity in her eyes, but they where gone in a flash. She was now smiling up at him brightly,
"I asked you if you could stay with me today at lunch, and you said you'll ask."
Harry nodded.
"But, that's the thing. I- I don't want you to ask."
"But, they wouldn't know where I was-"
"Exactly."
Harry blinked, then, "You mean."
"Harry, I want you to run away with me."
"She's ALWAYS doing this. I just don't know what to DO anymore, Arthur!!"
"Give her time!! She'll settle everything out. It's going to be ok! We need to find out why she's doing this!"
"I don't want to. She's been a thorn in my side ever since she was born, and an even worse one, now. She'd better clean up her act!"
"Love-"
"Don't you even TRY to tell me you don't feel the same, Arthur!"
"It's not that, it's just. she needs more time," he muttered again.
Ginny stood, leaning on her parents' door, she was crying. She held onto the two guns in her hand tightly. She inhaled deeply, turned the knob and burst into their room.
Arthur Weasly was standing aside from Mrs. Weasly while she sat on the bed. And they where indeed surprised to see Ginny standing there in the doorway. Mrs. Weasly automatically jumped up while Mr. Weasly made a step toward his daughter.
"GINNY-"
There where shouts where muffled by the gunshots and sobs from Ginny. Shooting them over and over and over again till they where little more than a bleeding pulp. When all was done, and the blood that was flying through the air finally fell to the floor, and everything cleared up, Ginny still held the guns up for a moment longer, tears streaming down her face. Finally, dropping the guns, she fell to the floor, sobbing into her hands.
"I didn't mean to." she whispered, "I didn't mean to."
"I did it."
"You got him to go with you?!"
"Yes, he's coming with me over summer break."
"Perfect, just perfect." He made his way to her, wrapped his arms around her waste, and kissed her. He held her to him tightly, kissing her neck, "I love you." he said, eyes closed in perfect happiness. On his shoulder, however, her eyes where open, and tears were streaming out of them. She felt cold, stiff, and numb. Things didn't change later that night, either, however.
Flash a red-haired little girl and a pale, blonde-haired boy who looked slightly older than the girl held hands, but from their hands, pored blood. They looked at each other.
A Red-Haired plump woman looked over to a blonde-haired tall man, who looked at her with worshiping eyes.
The same woman, except thin, and shapely. Lucius Malfoy held her in his arms, looking down at her with adoring eyes, and she looked up at him with the same expression.
Flash Darkness enveloped the house. Green flashes where brought about everywhere, people where screaming, some were shouting, some crying, and some were even laughing evilly. A young thin Mrs.Weasly kneeled next to her dead father, and she looked up at Lucius Malfoy, tears streaming down her face, her eyes filled with hatred and anger. Lucius Malfoy stood about the two, head held high, and his eyes cast downward on them and held nothing resembling warmth, his mouth a thin straight line. He turned on his heel and walked away, cloak billowing behind him.
Flash Ginny Weasly sat in the middle of the room, sobbing into her hands, two guns lie on the floor.
A/n: Forgive me for the brutality of this chapter. I hold no hatred against Mrs. Or Mr. Weasly. Nor do I for Ginny or any other Harry Potter characters. Also, if someone could inform me of what Mrs. Weasly's first name is, I should be very grateful.
If Ever A Star Shown Brighter
"Time to go home."
Ginny hugged her knees tightly and shook her head violently.
"Ginny? Come on, let's go."
"M'not going."
"Yes, you are. How many times have we done this, Ginny? How many times will we come and get you?"
Ginny stared into space.
"Fine, then."
Arthur Weasly picked up his now squealing daughter and turned to leave with his wife.
Mrs. Weasly just sighed and shook her head sadly. She ran out of lectures and screams for her daughter a long time ago.
"Ginny, you can't keep doing this." Arthur Weasly said as he held his little girl in his arms and walked out of the room.
"Where's Ginny?" Asked Harry, looking around the Great Hall for her.
"Mum and dad took her home, again." Was Ron's reply.
Harry sighed, "Why is she so depressed? Why does she keep doing this??"
"Because she's stupid," Murmured Ron, stuffing egg in his mouth.
"Harry?" It was Cho
"Oh, hey, Cho. Are you ok? What's up?"
"Um, nothing, I just. this summer, are you going over to the Dursly's?"
"Um. yeah."
"Don't. Come with me. Stay with me."
"I'll. I'll ask."
"No, I mean." Cho sighed, "Meet me tonight. Midnight. Please."
"Sure."
They met in front of the lake, just sitting there. There was silence for a while, then,
"So. why have you called me here?"
She sighed and looked up at Harry. For one little nano-second Harry had thought he has seen tears and pity in her eyes, but they where gone in a flash. She was now smiling up at him brightly,
"I asked you if you could stay with me today at lunch, and you said you'll ask."
Harry nodded.
"But, that's the thing. I- I don't want you to ask."
"But, they wouldn't know where I was-"
"Exactly."
Harry blinked, then, "You mean."
"Harry, I want you to run away with me."
"She's ALWAYS doing this. I just don't know what to DO anymore, Arthur!!"
"Give her time!! She'll settle everything out. It's going to be ok! We need to find out why she's doing this!"
"I don't want to. She's been a thorn in my side ever since she was born, and an even worse one, now. She'd better clean up her act!"
"Love-"
"Don't you even TRY to tell me you don't feel the same, Arthur!"
"It's not that, it's just. she needs more time," he muttered again.
Ginny stood, leaning on her parents' door, she was crying. She held onto the two guns in her hand tightly. She inhaled deeply, turned the knob and burst into their room.
Arthur Weasly was standing aside from Mrs. Weasly while she sat on the bed. And they where indeed surprised to see Ginny standing there in the doorway. Mrs. Weasly automatically jumped up while Mr. Weasly made a step toward his daughter.
"GINNY-"
There where shouts where muffled by the gunshots and sobs from Ginny. Shooting them over and over and over again till they where little more than a bleeding pulp. When all was done, and the blood that was flying through the air finally fell to the floor, and everything cleared up, Ginny still held the guns up for a moment longer, tears streaming down her face. Finally, dropping the guns, she fell to the floor, sobbing into her hands.
"I didn't mean to." she whispered, "I didn't mean to."
"I did it."
"You got him to go with you?!"
"Yes, he's coming with me over summer break."
"Perfect, just perfect." He made his way to her, wrapped his arms around her waste, and kissed her. He held her to him tightly, kissing her neck, "I love you." he said, eyes closed in perfect happiness. On his shoulder, however, her eyes where open, and tears were streaming out of them. She felt cold, stiff, and numb. Things didn't change later that night, either, however.
Flash a red-haired little girl and a pale, blonde-haired boy who looked slightly older than the girl held hands, but from their hands, pored blood. They looked at each other.
A Red-Haired plump woman looked over to a blonde-haired tall man, who looked at her with worshiping eyes.
The same woman, except thin, and shapely. Lucius Malfoy held her in his arms, looking down at her with adoring eyes, and she looked up at him with the same expression.
Flash Darkness enveloped the house. Green flashes where brought about everywhere, people where screaming, some were shouting, some crying, and some were even laughing evilly. A young thin Mrs.Weasly kneeled next to her dead father, and she looked up at Lucius Malfoy, tears streaming down her face, her eyes filled with hatred and anger. Lucius Malfoy stood about the two, head held high, and his eyes cast downward on them and held nothing resembling warmth, his mouth a thin straight line. He turned on his heel and walked away, cloak billowing behind him.
Flash Ginny Weasly sat in the middle of the room, sobbing into her hands, two guns lie on the floor.
A/n: Forgive me for the brutality of this chapter. I hold no hatred against Mrs. Or Mr. Weasly. Nor do I for Ginny or any other Harry Potter characters. Also, if someone could inform me of what Mrs. Weasly's first name is, I should be very grateful.