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Ginny screamed as she woke up from the floor, her forehead and arms sweaty as she sat still, anxiously waiting, as if something was supposed to happen, then, her dad and mum broke the silence as they scrambled to her room, 'right on time' Ginny thought miserably to herself as she went through the usual routine of 1000 question time.
"Was it the same dream?"
"What were you doing?"
"Do you feel ok?"
"What do you want us to do?"
Ginny answered sleepily "yes, cant remember, yes, nothing." But, this was all a lie, as soon as her parents left, she broke down and cried ever so softly to herself, she wasn't ok, she had been having a dream every night over the holidays and she really wanted another life and maybe a drink, and she wish she knew what she was doing In the dream, she had it so many times, she guessed that maybe she didn't want to know, maybe it was too horrific to remember.
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"Morning" said her mum cheerfully and she drew Ginny's sheets away, pretending she was asleep; she closed her eyes before her mum could see she was awake and started to groan and turned away from her.
"Come on dear, we need to go to Diagon alley to get your things, remember?"
At this Ginny only groaned louder, going to Diagon Alley was a certain sign of the holidays coming to an end.
Ginny slowly got out of bed as she felt a rush of sun hit her, she smiled warmly and made her way to have a shower.
"Gees, Ginny no sleep last night again?" Whispered Ron to Ginny as she sat down to eat some breakfast, Ron was the only that knew how badly these dreams were effecting her sleeping as he walked in on her crying after his parents left the room one night in the beginning of the holidays. "No." said Ginny disappointed, she didn't stay awake deliberately, it was just too hard to.
"Ok, everyone ready? Lets go get your things." Said Mrs. Weasley cheerfully as they shoved the rest of their breakfast down and went to the fireplace.
"DIAGON ALLEY."
"DIAGON ALLEY."
"DIAGON ALLEY."
"DIAGON ALLEY."
"Dia.ahhh.. ahhhh.gon alley." Yawned Ginny as she saw her house leave in a swirl of colours; the last thing she saw was her fathers worried face.
"Where's Ginny?" asked Mr. Weasley worriedly as he stepped out of the fireplace.
"Here George." Said Mrs. Weasley, pointing to a 14 yr old girl with flaming red hair and a more shapely body with the right features in the right places who liked she was more likely to do a tap dance and somersault n the air then say 'I'm here dad.'
"Good, so first stop Grinnots." (Look, I know it's not how you spell it, but you know what it is.)
After Grinnots they went to get their supplies at the second hand shop like always.
Ginny was getting bored and, checking that her mum was absorbed in one of Lockhart's books, left the shop in search of civilisation.
She went looking in the broom shop first; rumours had it that there was a broom coming out and it was even more powerful then the firebolt! She entered and there were no new ones about.
"What are you doing here Weasley? Thought your kind were too poor to get anything worth more then my shoelace." Sneered a least then welcoming Draco standing at the entrance.
"Get a life Malfoy. Unless you haven't realised, the only thing you probably ever do is either wank off or insult us, it is called a LIFE, just because you don't have one doesn't mean others don't." and with that, she walked out, deliberately flicking her hair at him as she past.
"Ginny, there you are, we were worried about you, come on, I got your school things, lets get some lunch." Said her mum while she was quietly strolling down the path, secretly she hoped she ran into Harry, she always had a crush on him, her mum had come running to her, followed by her 3 brothers and her dad, Ginny sighed deeply and went to the leaky cauldron.
Although times get rough.. 'No, that sounds lame'.. Whenever you're near.. 'No, too desperate'. as I look in the mirror. 'Hmm. That could work'.
At lunch, all Ginny could do was scribbled down sentences and catchy words, all she had come with so far was 'Shattered' 'Broken' 'As I look in the mirror' and 'Transparent'
"Wawa doin?" asked Ron in between a mouthful what looked like eggs and sausages.
"Writing a poem."
"Oh, what this one on?"
"When I write it, I'll tell you." Ginny said with a quick smile and went back to writing.
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Ginny woke up again from her dream, only this time, she quickly covered her mouth so only a short gasp of a scream came out, she listened intensely for movement in her mothers room, none, 'good' she said to herself.
A soft knock came at her door, 'Ron' she thought as her heart came back to her, and she went to the door and let him in.
"Heard you Ginny, anything new?"
"Yes, I remembered to cover my mouth, (Ron raised his eyebrows) oh, and I wasn't on the floor this time, well, not my whole body, only my head."
"Head? Ow"
"No, not really."
"Well, you gotta get sleep, we're leaving early tomorrow 4 school, k?"
"Yeah mum" she yawned tiredly; she got to bed and shut her eyes. After about 5 mins, Ron yawned and went back to his room after making sure Ginny was asleep, as soon as he closed the door tears started rolling down her cheeks. (Oh and in case you didn't realise, she's not asleep.)
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Ginny got up at 5:30am in the morning, b4 anyone else was up, she had a shower, got dressed, and started to repack when she heard a knock on her door.
"Mmmm?" she said louder then she had realised.
"Honey, did you have another dream?" came the concerned of her mother.
"No mum, I'm fine, just woke up early." She lied as she checked the mirror to check her eyes weren't red.
Mrs. Weasley came in and gave Ginny a hug.
"I understand" is all she said and she left, leaving the room and a puzzled daughter behind her.
"Ok, George and Fred first, good, now Ron and Ginny, ok, have a nice year children" called their mother as they disappeared into the barrier between platform 9 and 10.
"Want to get a carriage?" asked Ron.
"Let's" answered Ginny and the two went in search of either their friends or an empty compartment.
After about 10 mins, they found a compartment with Harry and Hermione, they didn't seem to realise that Ron and Ginny were standing there so they stood still and waited.
"As I was saying, you got to make the first move if he isn't willing, don't worry, he'll.. OH hi Ron, hi Ginny" said Harry, Hermione, Ginny and Ron all jumped.
Ginny automatically turned a violent shade of red and sat down and started on her poem, so far she'd gotten as far as:
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As I look in the mirror, I see what I've done, The tears I've shed, The image I've become, I've broken inside, I've shattered apart, For I'm becoming fainter and fainter, Please don't break my heart, I look again, And still I'm broken, I'm wasted inside, And I haven't even spoken. I've yearned to live, Now I yearn to die, My life is finished, ...
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She couldn't figure out the last part but thought for a bit longer until she was lost in their conversation.
"Hmm. it's getting dark, I think we're getting close to school." Said Hermione, matter-of-factly, as soon as she did though, the p.a. boomed their confirmation.
"WE WILL ARRIVE AT HOGWARTS IN 15 MINUTES, MAY ALL STUDENTS PLEASE LEAVE THEIR LUGGAGE ON THE TRAIN AND DEPART FROM THE TRAIN."
"Ahhh. the sweet, sweet sound of school coming." Said Ron jokingly as they got ready to depart.
As they entered the Great Hall, they waited anxiously to eat, after about what seemed like forever, the first years sat down in their houses.
"6 new this year" said Ron happily; he didn't exactly think that waiting for more to come was absolutely terrific; he must need to share more food.
Dumbledore stood up, bowed to the teachers and students, greeted everyone and the new students, and then, spoke the words only the students really listened to.
"Ahem. let the feast begin."
"I wonder why Lavender looks so troubled?" asked Ginny to no one in particular.
"Hmm. you're right." Said Hermione.
"Let's ask." Said Harry simply as everyone looked dumbfounded at him.
"How will you ever survive without us?" Ron joked at they continued eating.
"Survive." Ginny repeated to herself quietly as she pulled out her notebook with her poem in it and wrote:
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As I look in the mirror, I see what I've done, The tears I've shed, The image I've become, I've broken inside, I've shattered apart, For I'm becoming fainter and fainter, Please don't break my heart, I look again, And still I'm broken, I'm wasted inside, And I haven't even spoken. I've yearned to live, Now I yearn to die, My life is finished, Will I ever survive?
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As they made their way back to the common room, Hermione stopped Ron and whispered in his ear, "Come over here, I have something to tell you.."
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"Ginny, wake up, WAKE UP!!" Fred, George, Ron, Harry, Hermione, and most of the common room were around her, rubbing their eyes, some startled, some yawning.
"How.how. how did I get here?" was her first question.
"We thought you knew?" puzzled Hermione.
"No I remember going to sleep, then waking up here." Said Ginny plainly.
Ron looked at her worriedly, 'what is doing this to her? I'll kill the person hurting her like this.'
"I think I'll go to bed." Yawned Ginny as she got up and walked out.
When the students slowly left, only Harry, Hermione, Ron, George and Fred were standing there.
They stayed for a while, as if reading each other's minds, and slowly, one by one, went to bed.
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Hi everyone, what do you think as my first piece? You will review won't you? Or else no more chpt's
This poem is original, and, if I see anyone use it, I'll kill them! Have a nice day (
Falling.. Cringing. Lost. Dead.
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Ginny screamed as she woke up from the floor, her forehead and arms sweaty as she sat still, anxiously waiting, as if something was supposed to happen, then, her dad and mum broke the silence as they scrambled to her room, 'right on time' Ginny thought miserably to herself as she went through the usual routine of 1000 question time.
"Was it the same dream?"
"What were you doing?"
"Do you feel ok?"
"What do you want us to do?"
Ginny answered sleepily "yes, cant remember, yes, nothing." But, this was all a lie, as soon as her parents left, she broke down and cried ever so softly to herself, she wasn't ok, she had been having a dream every night over the holidays and she really wanted another life and maybe a drink, and she wish she knew what she was doing In the dream, she had it so many times, she guessed that maybe she didn't want to know, maybe it was too horrific to remember.
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"Morning" said her mum cheerfully and she drew Ginny's sheets away, pretending she was asleep; she closed her eyes before her mum could see she was awake and started to groan and turned away from her.
"Come on dear, we need to go to Diagon alley to get your things, remember?"
At this Ginny only groaned louder, going to Diagon Alley was a certain sign of the holidays coming to an end.
Ginny slowly got out of bed as she felt a rush of sun hit her, she smiled warmly and made her way to have a shower.
"Gees, Ginny no sleep last night again?" Whispered Ron to Ginny as she sat down to eat some breakfast, Ron was the only that knew how badly these dreams were effecting her sleeping as he walked in on her crying after his parents left the room one night in the beginning of the holidays. "No." said Ginny disappointed, she didn't stay awake deliberately, it was just too hard to.
"Ok, everyone ready? Lets go get your things." Said Mrs. Weasley cheerfully as they shoved the rest of their breakfast down and went to the fireplace.
"DIAGON ALLEY."
"DIAGON ALLEY."
"DIAGON ALLEY."
"DIAGON ALLEY."
"Dia.ahhh.. ahhhh.gon alley." Yawned Ginny as she saw her house leave in a swirl of colours; the last thing she saw was her fathers worried face.
"Where's Ginny?" asked Mr. Weasley worriedly as he stepped out of the fireplace.
"Here George." Said Mrs. Weasley, pointing to a 14 yr old girl with flaming red hair and a more shapely body with the right features in the right places who liked she was more likely to do a tap dance and somersault n the air then say 'I'm here dad.'
"Good, so first stop Grinnots." (Look, I know it's not how you spell it, but you know what it is.)
After Grinnots they went to get their supplies at the second hand shop like always.
Ginny was getting bored and, checking that her mum was absorbed in one of Lockhart's books, left the shop in search of civilisation.
She went looking in the broom shop first; rumours had it that there was a broom coming out and it was even more powerful then the firebolt! She entered and there were no new ones about.
"What are you doing here Weasley? Thought your kind were too poor to get anything worth more then my shoelace." Sneered a least then welcoming Draco standing at the entrance.
"Get a life Malfoy. Unless you haven't realised, the only thing you probably ever do is either wank off or insult us, it is called a LIFE, just because you don't have one doesn't mean others don't." and with that, she walked out, deliberately flicking her hair at him as she past.
"Ginny, there you are, we were worried about you, come on, I got your school things, lets get some lunch." Said her mum while she was quietly strolling down the path, secretly she hoped she ran into Harry, she always had a crush on him, her mum had come running to her, followed by her 3 brothers and her dad, Ginny sighed deeply and went to the leaky cauldron.
Although times get rough.. 'No, that sounds lame'.. Whenever you're near.. 'No, too desperate'. as I look in the mirror. 'Hmm. That could work'.
At lunch, all Ginny could do was scribbled down sentences and catchy words, all she had come with so far was 'Shattered' 'Broken' 'As I look in the mirror' and 'Transparent'
"Wawa doin?" asked Ron in between a mouthful what looked like eggs and sausages.
"Writing a poem."
"Oh, what this one on?"
"When I write it, I'll tell you." Ginny said with a quick smile and went back to writing.
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Ginny woke up again from her dream, only this time, she quickly covered her mouth so only a short gasp of a scream came out, she listened intensely for movement in her mothers room, none, 'good' she said to herself.
A soft knock came at her door, 'Ron' she thought as her heart came back to her, and she went to the door and let him in.
"Heard you Ginny, anything new?"
"Yes, I remembered to cover my mouth, (Ron raised his eyebrows) oh, and I wasn't on the floor this time, well, not my whole body, only my head."
"Head? Ow"
"No, not really."
"Well, you gotta get sleep, we're leaving early tomorrow 4 school, k?"
"Yeah mum" she yawned tiredly; she got to bed and shut her eyes. After about 5 mins, Ron yawned and went back to his room after making sure Ginny was asleep, as soon as he closed the door tears started rolling down her cheeks. (Oh and in case you didn't realise, she's not asleep.)
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Ginny got up at 5:30am in the morning, b4 anyone else was up, she had a shower, got dressed, and started to repack when she heard a knock on her door.
"Mmmm?" she said louder then she had realised.
"Honey, did you have another dream?" came the concerned of her mother.
"No mum, I'm fine, just woke up early." She lied as she checked the mirror to check her eyes weren't red.
Mrs. Weasley came in and gave Ginny a hug.
"I understand" is all she said and she left, leaving the room and a puzzled daughter behind her.
"Ok, George and Fred first, good, now Ron and Ginny, ok, have a nice year children" called their mother as they disappeared into the barrier between platform 9 and 10.
"Want to get a carriage?" asked Ron.
"Let's" answered Ginny and the two went in search of either their friends or an empty compartment.
After about 10 mins, they found a compartment with Harry and Hermione, they didn't seem to realise that Ron and Ginny were standing there so they stood still and waited.
"As I was saying, you got to make the first move if he isn't willing, don't worry, he'll.. OH hi Ron, hi Ginny" said Harry, Hermione, Ginny and Ron all jumped.
Ginny automatically turned a violent shade of red and sat down and started on her poem, so far she'd gotten as far as:
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As I look in the mirror, I see what I've done, The tears I've shed, The image I've become, I've broken inside, I've shattered apart, For I'm becoming fainter and fainter, Please don't break my heart, I look again, And still I'm broken, I'm wasted inside, And I haven't even spoken. I've yearned to live, Now I yearn to die, My life is finished, ...
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She couldn't figure out the last part but thought for a bit longer until she was lost in their conversation.
"Hmm. it's getting dark, I think we're getting close to school." Said Hermione, matter-of-factly, as soon as she did though, the p.a. boomed their confirmation.
"WE WILL ARRIVE AT HOGWARTS IN 15 MINUTES, MAY ALL STUDENTS PLEASE LEAVE THEIR LUGGAGE ON THE TRAIN AND DEPART FROM THE TRAIN."
"Ahhh. the sweet, sweet sound of school coming." Said Ron jokingly as they got ready to depart.
As they entered the Great Hall, they waited anxiously to eat, after about what seemed like forever, the first years sat down in their houses.
"6 new this year" said Ron happily; he didn't exactly think that waiting for more to come was absolutely terrific; he must need to share more food.
Dumbledore stood up, bowed to the teachers and students, greeted everyone and the new students, and then, spoke the words only the students really listened to.
"Ahem. let the feast begin."
"I wonder why Lavender looks so troubled?" asked Ginny to no one in particular.
"Hmm. you're right." Said Hermione.
"Let's ask." Said Harry simply as everyone looked dumbfounded at him.
"How will you ever survive without us?" Ron joked at they continued eating.
"Survive." Ginny repeated to herself quietly as she pulled out her notebook with her poem in it and wrote:
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As I look in the mirror, I see what I've done, The tears I've shed, The image I've become, I've broken inside, I've shattered apart, For I'm becoming fainter and fainter, Please don't break my heart, I look again, And still I'm broken, I'm wasted inside, And I haven't even spoken. I've yearned to live, Now I yearn to die, My life is finished, Will I ever survive?
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As they made their way back to the common room, Hermione stopped Ron and whispered in his ear, "Come over here, I have something to tell you.."
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"Ginny, wake up, WAKE UP!!" Fred, George, Ron, Harry, Hermione, and most of the common room were around her, rubbing their eyes, some startled, some yawning.
"How.how. how did I get here?" was her first question.
"We thought you knew?" puzzled Hermione.
"No I remember going to sleep, then waking up here." Said Ginny plainly.
Ron looked at her worriedly, 'what is doing this to her? I'll kill the person hurting her like this.'
"I think I'll go to bed." Yawned Ginny as she got up and walked out.
When the students slowly left, only Harry, Hermione, Ron, George and Fred were standing there.
They stayed for a while, as if reading each other's minds, and slowly, one by one, went to bed.
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Hi everyone, what do you think as my first piece? You will review won't you? Or else no more chpt's
This poem is original, and, if I see anyone use it, I'll kill them! Have a nice day (