Pt. 23

"Jeez you guys are lame," Ginny's familiar voice came from behind us. She looked different than earlier, she wasn't dead that was sure. She must've used a spell on me before. She had dark, black eyeliner circling her round eyes and delicately placed the same color lipstick on her small lips. In one hand she has knife and in the other she has Pansy.

"Aw, Pansy, did you see that?" Ginny scrunched her neck harder to her body and held the knife closer to her face. "It's amazing what some spells can do Malfoy. Gosh, I can make you visible! Oh, and I can make myself look dead!" she cackled sarcastically. "But it's all in good fun right?"

"Why are you doing this?" Hermoine's voice grew thinner towards the end of her sentence. Tears welded up in her eyes as she tried to hold them back.

"Because I can," a devilish smile sprawled across her face. "You see little Hermoine, the plan in the first place was to kill you, but then Malfoy got in the way. Somehow he was the one that ended up dead instead of you, wench, but I wasn't gonna let that stop me. No, I was going to do what I had planned on.

"Killing you was simple, and right after you gave this whole depressed talk to Harry, I knew it was the right time. I put that sword in your box earlier that day and knowing Malfoy would probably be there, because he loves you ever so much, I put the note on it making it seem as if you've had it for a while.

"I was right, Malfoy was there and he thought exactly what I wanted him to. He fell for it," Ginny stopped her speech and readjusted the position of the kicking and screaming Pansy.

"How did you know I'd be there?" I inched closer to her, hoping she wouldn't notice.

"You're so predictable Malfoy," she spat. "I knew you'd follow Hermoine wherever she went. Why? Because you had a thing for her it was obvious. You loved her more than Pansy and me! Why don't you love Pansy, Draco? Most of all, why don't you love me?"

A/N: I'm nearing towards the end now. review me cause I'm awesome! (