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The Truth About Ginny - The Choices We Take In Life
Chapter 2
The watcher in the Gryffindor common room stood silent and still, for her could not believe the site of this elegant beauty this petite red headed girl possessed. The desire to hold and treasure this girl was the watchers wishes in life, a silent tear run down his velvet black cloak for this is as close her could be without brining harm to himself and to this girl.
Ginny Weasley was by now fast asleep, the watcher knew that this was like a second bed,it had been that way since the end of first year, he had transfigured a sheet that was nearby into a cosy quilt which was placed gently above her.
"Sleep my dear, for no harm shall come to thee" the watcher whispered ever so quietly not to wake up the rest of the house.
As the watcher made his way back to his chamber, her cursed silently, for the past 15 years, not one evening had gone by without a though or view of this poor girl, to have to lead a life, the way she is living, not to be able to gain the knowledge of his exsistence or heritage for that matter.
He wished that Natasha was here, this was his one true love, sadly she had died whilst giving birth to an angel that in time shall be the saviour of the witch and wizarding world. Ginny Weasley reminded him the first day that she was placed under the sorting hat that she was remarkably alike his love. Therefore when he heard of the event in her first year with Voldermort he swore to protect this girl from there on.
Natasha, this women was his light and day, they had a similar relationship as James Potter and Lily Evans, happines and joy, fighting then lots of making up. They were destined to be with one another and began to love from the age of 15, the foursome were very good friends but the other couple too had passed away leaving 'the boy that lived' with the horrible muggles 'the Dursleys'. Lily Evans was Natasha's best friend they even looked alike which at times could become very annoyiong, James Potter had thought at one point that himself and Lily were secretly seeing each other behind his back it was only after James punched him that he found out that he was seeing Natasha, for she was placed in Hogwarts in her fourth year, an American girl she had many other brothers and sister's that transfered from the American school of witch craft and wizardry. The four had become quite an item.
After the death of each other the proffesser had put on a face and built a cold wall around him that no one not even the Hogwarts Headmaster was able to break through, but sometimes he would crack a smile for the proffessers, it broke their hearts.
Seeing Potter each day frankly freakied him out and scared him too as he was growing like his father every day, with the evil Voldermort going around, he knew that time was coming where 'the order' were to fight but the new 'order' that was to take place were pupils from Hogwarts, Potter and the Weasleys along with many other pupils were going to learn how to fight, not that Potter and the trio would be learning much, but new things people treble their age knew for they had confronted Voldermort many times.
This explains his attitude to Harry Potter, a cold and unhappy atmosphere, possibly anger to! For it was not Harrys fault but the proffesser simply wishes it was him that were killed and not his love and best friends.
As far as the proffesser knew Voldermort had traveled far away over to America to rebuild his status and army, many of the ministry are there now looking for him and his followers as well as the ministry of magic in America. So there had been peace here for over a year, but everyone knew that one day he would be back but untill then familys and friend would take the time they have with each other. If only he had the same opportunity.
The old man shook his head saldly as he watched the poffesser in action, Albus himself wished things could be different - the man was like a son he never had, "the life you lead and choices we take are onto our own" - remebering these words a young man told him fifteen years ago.
Whilst peering into the crystal globe Dumbledore softly said " If happiness is lost, love shall rebuild and sadness will be gone, give it time proffesser, give it time".
The Truth About Ginny - The Choices We Take In Life
Chapter 2
The watcher in the Gryffindor common room stood silent and still, for her could not believe the site of this elegant beauty this petite red headed girl possessed. The desire to hold and treasure this girl was the watchers wishes in life, a silent tear run down his velvet black cloak for this is as close her could be without brining harm to himself and to this girl.
Ginny Weasley was by now fast asleep, the watcher knew that this was like a second bed,it had been that way since the end of first year, he had transfigured a sheet that was nearby into a cosy quilt which was placed gently above her.
"Sleep my dear, for no harm shall come to thee" the watcher whispered ever so quietly not to wake up the rest of the house.
As the watcher made his way back to his chamber, her cursed silently, for the past 15 years, not one evening had gone by without a though or view of this poor girl, to have to lead a life, the way she is living, not to be able to gain the knowledge of his exsistence or heritage for that matter.
He wished that Natasha was here, this was his one true love, sadly she had died whilst giving birth to an angel that in time shall be the saviour of the witch and wizarding world. Ginny Weasley reminded him the first day that she was placed under the sorting hat that she was remarkably alike his love. Therefore when he heard of the event in her first year with Voldermort he swore to protect this girl from there on.
Natasha, this women was his light and day, they had a similar relationship as James Potter and Lily Evans, happines and joy, fighting then lots of making up. They were destined to be with one another and began to love from the age of 15, the foursome were very good friends but the other couple too had passed away leaving 'the boy that lived' with the horrible muggles 'the Dursleys'. Lily Evans was Natasha's best friend they even looked alike which at times could become very annoyiong, James Potter had thought at one point that himself and Lily were secretly seeing each other behind his back it was only after James punched him that he found out that he was seeing Natasha, for she was placed in Hogwarts in her fourth year, an American girl she had many other brothers and sister's that transfered from the American school of witch craft and wizardry. The four had become quite an item.
After the death of each other the proffesser had put on a face and built a cold wall around him that no one not even the Hogwarts Headmaster was able to break through, but sometimes he would crack a smile for the proffessers, it broke their hearts.
Seeing Potter each day frankly freakied him out and scared him too as he was growing like his father every day, with the evil Voldermort going around, he knew that time was coming where 'the order' were to fight but the new 'order' that was to take place were pupils from Hogwarts, Potter and the Weasleys along with many other pupils were going to learn how to fight, not that Potter and the trio would be learning much, but new things people treble their age knew for they had confronted Voldermort many times.
This explains his attitude to Harry Potter, a cold and unhappy atmosphere, possibly anger to! For it was not Harrys fault but the proffesser simply wishes it was him that were killed and not his love and best friends.
As far as the proffesser knew Voldermort had traveled far away over to America to rebuild his status and army, many of the ministry are there now looking for him and his followers as well as the ministry of magic in America. So there had been peace here for over a year, but everyone knew that one day he would be back but untill then familys and friend would take the time they have with each other. If only he had the same opportunity.
The old man shook his head saldly as he watched the poffesser in action, Albus himself wished things could be different - the man was like a son he never had, "the life you lead and choices we take are onto our own" - remebering these words a young man told him fifteen years ago.
Whilst peering into the crystal globe Dumbledore softly said " If happiness is lost, love shall rebuild and sadness will be gone, give it time proffesser, give it time".
