"Right In Front Of You" Chapter 9: Building Trauma & Discoveries
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Ginny didn't dare tell anyone what happened, since she knew that if she did, Harry would hurt Seamus. She would rather get hurt than have Seamus get hurt; she was starting to care for him a lot more. The one thing Ginny did do was keep her distance from Harry. Everyday that passed, she felt more weight on her shoulders, though, & it began to show. Seamus always gave her worried looks, Hermione & Dean would be kind to her & not cause her trouble, & even Ron, Padma, Parvati, & Neville were worried about her. The only person, besides Harry, that didn't look worried about her, was Lavender. The worst part: she could hardly concentrate on anything anymore. What Harry did to her was driving her up the wall & it wouldn't go away.
It had now been a month since they've been training & Harry's birthday being in two days. Everyone had been planning a surprise party for him, but Ginny didn't contribute. She didn't want to go; she could bare to see Harry fake everyone out while she felt hurt inside. The night that was two days from his birthday, Ginny sat on the balcony, looking up at the stars. They always comforted her when she needed it, & found herself out there more often nowadays. Sometimes, she just wanted to fly & be up there with them, & away from where she was at. "Oh, what can I do about all of this? I shouldn't have to carry all of these problems this way; I've got to be strong for everyone," she said to herself, leaning over the balcony. Looking down, she was remembering all that was happening or what happened ever since they started training. "I shouldn't have to worry about all of this. I've got to be strong, because I'm the Holder of the Stars. No one should be able to push me around...not anymore." As she was talking out loud to herself, she didn't notice that her attire was changing. "I'm not going to let Harry or anybody control my emotions or actions. If I want to tell people what he did to me, then I will. I can't believe I let him take control of me. Well, not anymore. I'm tired of this; I'm the youngest, but I'm not the weakest. It's time to show everyone what I'm made of. It ends here. Now, a new Ginny, one that isn't going to be pushed around, arises. I'm now Starry, the strong part of myself. I'll prove to everyone that I'm not a weak, little baby. It changes here!"
Suddenly, she looked around & noticed something: she was floating. Also, she wasn't wearing her PJ's anymore. Now, she was wearing a black tank top with a collar, a bright silver vest, long black skirt, black, knee-length boots with silver buckles, black, leather gloves that reached her elbows, & a silver-banded choker with a star pendant made of diamond, along with her best friend necklace from Seamus. "Wicked," she breathed, looking at her attire. 'Hm....if this happened when I was building in my anger, then maybe this is how I'll get my special ability for battle.' "Guardians of the Universe, here my call. I'm the new, severely strong, capable Guardian of the Stars, & I pledge that I will not let evil take me over, or let anyone control me. I'm my own person, & that is how it will stay. Never again will I be taken control over by evil or hatred. Now, I am my own person, the Guardian of the Stars!" That's when it happened. She felt power flow through her, into her blood, brain, & heart. Clasping her hands together, she bent her head down, hair flying behind her. She then raised her hands as she started to twirl. She looked like the Angel of Night up there, power surging through her. Then, her hands broke apart as a ball of power formed in between them. Finally, she shot the ball down towards the ground, where it stroke a lone branch on a tree; the branch turned into silver dust, being swept away with the wind. Ginny smiled widely as she was lowered to the balcony, her attire changing to her PJ's she was wearing. She now knew the Guardian of the Stars had been passed down to her, & she intended to keep it until she died, or someone else took it from her, & her time had passed. For now, she liked things how they were, & was ready for anything that stepped into her way.
From another window, someone was watching her. The person chuckled, then said, "It looks like things are preceding as planned. It is time to move on. Hopefully, she will be ready before it happens." With that, the person moved away from the window & fell asleep, thoughts of the Angel of Night dancing in his head.
*A/N: Not bad, huh? I just thought of it & typed it down. Well, don't forget to read, review, & if you have any ideas for me, write them down! I could use as many as I can. Thank you! I'm out.*
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Ginny didn't dare tell anyone what happened, since she knew that if she did, Harry would hurt Seamus. She would rather get hurt than have Seamus get hurt; she was starting to care for him a lot more. The one thing Ginny did do was keep her distance from Harry. Everyday that passed, she felt more weight on her shoulders, though, & it began to show. Seamus always gave her worried looks, Hermione & Dean would be kind to her & not cause her trouble, & even Ron, Padma, Parvati, & Neville were worried about her. The only person, besides Harry, that didn't look worried about her, was Lavender. The worst part: she could hardly concentrate on anything anymore. What Harry did to her was driving her up the wall & it wouldn't go away.
It had now been a month since they've been training & Harry's birthday being in two days. Everyone had been planning a surprise party for him, but Ginny didn't contribute. She didn't want to go; she could bare to see Harry fake everyone out while she felt hurt inside. The night that was two days from his birthday, Ginny sat on the balcony, looking up at the stars. They always comforted her when she needed it, & found herself out there more often nowadays. Sometimes, she just wanted to fly & be up there with them, & away from where she was at. "Oh, what can I do about all of this? I shouldn't have to carry all of these problems this way; I've got to be strong for everyone," she said to herself, leaning over the balcony. Looking down, she was remembering all that was happening or what happened ever since they started training. "I shouldn't have to worry about all of this. I've got to be strong, because I'm the Holder of the Stars. No one should be able to push me around...not anymore." As she was talking out loud to herself, she didn't notice that her attire was changing. "I'm not going to let Harry or anybody control my emotions or actions. If I want to tell people what he did to me, then I will. I can't believe I let him take control of me. Well, not anymore. I'm tired of this; I'm the youngest, but I'm not the weakest. It's time to show everyone what I'm made of. It ends here. Now, a new Ginny, one that isn't going to be pushed around, arises. I'm now Starry, the strong part of myself. I'll prove to everyone that I'm not a weak, little baby. It changes here!"
Suddenly, she looked around & noticed something: she was floating. Also, she wasn't wearing her PJ's anymore. Now, she was wearing a black tank top with a collar, a bright silver vest, long black skirt, black, knee-length boots with silver buckles, black, leather gloves that reached her elbows, & a silver-banded choker with a star pendant made of diamond, along with her best friend necklace from Seamus. "Wicked," she breathed, looking at her attire. 'Hm....if this happened when I was building in my anger, then maybe this is how I'll get my special ability for battle.' "Guardians of the Universe, here my call. I'm the new, severely strong, capable Guardian of the Stars, & I pledge that I will not let evil take me over, or let anyone control me. I'm my own person, & that is how it will stay. Never again will I be taken control over by evil or hatred. Now, I am my own person, the Guardian of the Stars!" That's when it happened. She felt power flow through her, into her blood, brain, & heart. Clasping her hands together, she bent her head down, hair flying behind her. She then raised her hands as she started to twirl. She looked like the Angel of Night up there, power surging through her. Then, her hands broke apart as a ball of power formed in between them. Finally, she shot the ball down towards the ground, where it stroke a lone branch on a tree; the branch turned into silver dust, being swept away with the wind. Ginny smiled widely as she was lowered to the balcony, her attire changing to her PJ's she was wearing. She now knew the Guardian of the Stars had been passed down to her, & she intended to keep it until she died, or someone else took it from her, & her time had passed. For now, she liked things how they were, & was ready for anything that stepped into her way.
From another window, someone was watching her. The person chuckled, then said, "It looks like things are preceding as planned. It is time to move on. Hopefully, she will be ready before it happens." With that, the person moved away from the window & fell asleep, thoughts of the Angel of Night dancing in his head.
*A/N: Not bad, huh? I just thought of it & typed it down. Well, don't forget to read, review, & if you have any ideas for me, write them down! I could use as many as I can. Thank you! I'm out.*
