Harry was about to climb in bed when his head brushed something. A small piece of parchment fluttered down in front of him. In untidy scrawl "meet me under the willow at midnight" Harry nodded in silent agreement. He was nervous about meeting an anonymous person in the dead of night, but he had looked danger in the face before…this was no different.
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"I heard something… are you okay…I'll get you some water" "no, I'm fine. Don't do anything …il be over it in a minute" Elizabeth's voice was a hoarse whisper. Her tank top was dangerously low…that was the least of her thoughts (A/N I don't mean that in a sick way). Ron walked toward her and sat her down on the edge of her bed. He wrapped his arm around her and held her close. It eased her shaking. She was so wrapped up in her thoughts that she didn't realise that he was holding her. Then it came. She looked at him. She was amazed at his beauty. his carefree red hair shadowed his face…the sweetness in his worried face. And kissed him…her eyes closed and they were floating…they were floating into a room. Her old house. There was a thud and a shatter of a china glass against her door; they were back, sitting on her bed at Hogwarts kissing. It was a flashback of the last fight that her parents at had…before…tears streamed down her face…sadness…Ron was her refuge…She held him close, like if she let go, the world would eat her up in pain.
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Erika sat on her floor, surrounded in her own blood…he thought she wanted him for sex and power…she wanted him for those, and his love…blood cascaded down her leg…like creating a shield against everything…yeah, it hurt, but not more than her heart…she would show him…she did love him…and she knew that that piece of shit Potter would steal his heart…she would make Draco guilty, yeah, that was it…she let out a weak laugh…she lifted her arm, to moeva piece of hair out of her eyes, she dropped it, she was to weak…she let herself slip into unconsciousness.
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"I heard something… are you okay…I'll get you some water" "no, I'm fine. Don't do anything …il be over it in a minute" Elizabeth's voice was a hoarse whisper. Her tank top was dangerously low…that was the least of her thoughts (A/N I don't mean that in a sick way). Ron walked toward her and sat her down on the edge of her bed. He wrapped his arm around her and held her close. It eased her shaking. She was so wrapped up in her thoughts that she didn't realise that he was holding her. Then it came. She looked at him. She was amazed at his beauty. his carefree red hair shadowed his face…the sweetness in his worried face. And kissed him…her eyes closed and they were floating…they were floating into a room. Her old house. There was a thud and a shatter of a china glass against her door; they were back, sitting on her bed at Hogwarts kissing. It was a flashback of the last fight that her parents at had…before…tears streamed down her face…sadness…Ron was her refuge…She held him close, like if she let go, the world would eat her up in pain.
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Erika sat on her floor, surrounded in her own blood…he thought she wanted him for sex and power…she wanted him for those, and his love…blood cascaded down her leg…like creating a shield against everything…yeah, it hurt, but not more than her heart…she would show him…she did love him…and she knew that that piece of shit Potter would steal his heart…she would make Draco guilty, yeah, that was it…she let out a weak laugh…she lifted her arm, to moeva piece of hair out of her eyes, she dropped it, she was to weak…she let herself slip into unconsciousness.