Ok, if you don't know what's happening, heres a hint, READ THE OTHER
CHAPTERS!!
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"Is she dead?" Ginny asked, when Dumbledore nodded gravely, Ginny winced and automatically shutdown, "No, it's not true, it can't be true, she's probably writing to me right now saying that everything is ok." She said trembling, reassuring herself that it was just her imagination, and somehow, she felt as if saying it out loud would make everything better.
"Ginny, if you would like to go, I wouldn't object, many others in your situation have already packed, if you would like, you can go-"
"BUT SHE ISN'T DEAD, SHE ISN'T DEAD, SHE IS JUST WORRIED, THERE IT NO REASON TO LEAVE, SHE ISN'T DEAD." She suddenly erupted and started screaming, then after a couple of seconds, she relaxed but she kept on repeating 'She isn't dead' under her breath to assure herself that she was right and Dumbledore wasn't.
"I understand that this must be a difficult-"
"NO YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND, HOW'D YOU KNOW WHAT IT FEELS LIKE TO WATCH YOUR MUM DIE WHILE 5 MINS AGO THEY WERE LAUGHINGAND DANCING AND EATING, YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT'S IT LIKE FOR ME!" She froze, she just realised what she had just said, not only did she reveal that she had a dream about it, but, she also screamed that she saw her mum die. Before Dumbledore could get to her quick enough, she ran out and fainted in the corridor.
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"Ginny? Ginny? Ginny! I think she's waking up!" Came a blurry version of Ron inside her head, 'where am I? I feel so warm in here, maybe I'll stay for awhile until I remember' almost immediately she remembered everything, the dream, she hall, Dumbledore, her mum.
"Mum." she whispered as she slowly lifted the heavy weights on her eyes, she saw Ron, George and Fred, all bleary-eyed, standing in front of her. As soon as she said 'mum' Fred started to lose control and bawled out again, George tried to comfort him but only ended up crying himself, Ron however, looked beyond grief now.
"I. I. I didn't want to believe it Ron, I just couldn't take it, I didn't want to be right." She said in a husky voice.
"No one did Ginny, believe me." He managed a small, feeble attempt to smile, but just ended up crying and grabbed Ginny and they cried together.
"Ron, George, Fred, Ginny." Said a familiar voice at the door, they all swung around, saw their dad and ran to him, Ginny with some difficulty, but managed to get there in the end. "Oh baby's, I didn't want this happen, I am so sorry, she was so wonderful, the light of my life." Mr. Weasley said, crying freely himself, they went to Ginny's bed and sat there for about what seemed like forever, just hugging each other and crying, sometimes opening their mouths to speaks, but only tears came out.
Suddenly, something deep inside Ginny, started to boil and heat with every tear.
Ginny went back to her house with the rest of the family for a week or so, while they were there, Bill, Charlie and Percy were also there, they spent a lot of time with each other and just crying, with each passing day, Ginny seemed to drift away from everyone, Ron began to notice this and he didn't like it at all.
While she was there, they had a memorial in London for all of those who died, it was a huge commotion, even muggles were there, for they had lost family there as well as the place was a muggle place and didn't know about magic. It went for 4 hours, and even then, Ginny didn't think it was long enough to remember the good things about the people they loved that had passed away.
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When Ginny, Ron, Fred and George came back, so did a few other people, Seamus' Aunt had died and Neville's Gran was injured but not killed, (Harry was truly thankful that Neville's gran didn't die, he knew that Neville wouldn't cope if she did.) after the incident at the dance, everyone soon had a different attitude towards their parents/guardians and family, they kept in contact more often and shared everything with each other. No body talked to the Weasley's for a while, suddenly, as Ginny walked into the Great Hall, it suddenly dawned on her how serious this matter is, and anyone could be next, suddenly, she started to screamed.
"ANYONE COULD BE NEXT, IT COULD BE SOMEONE FROM OUR SCHOOL NEXT, EVEYONE COULD BE DEAD TOMORROW, WE NEED TO HURRY UP AND PREPARE, I NEED TO WARN EVERYONE." Everyone jumped as they heard Ginny screaming, suddenly she froze, she just stood there, and then she fainted.
"Ron?" Ginny asked instinctively as she slowly awoke but did not open her eyes.
"Yeah?"
"I'm scared,"
"Me too."
"Ron?"
"Yeah?"
"Thanks." And she drifted off into a peaceful dream, while Ron moved his hand gently through her hair, just like his mum used to.
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When Ginny woke up the next morning, the sun was shining brilliantly in the Wing, yet, she felt cold and damp inside, as she ventured to the great hall, and felt the stares, fill her body, she felt lonely, although she ate breakfast and had a drink, she felt empty, then, she went to her room, opened her trunk, took out her notebook and read her poem:
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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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Ginny read it as she shuddered a cry, why did this have to happen to her? Why couldn't somebody else's mum die? Why couldn't they bring her back to life? Ginny kept on questioning her self until she, tear stricken and all, fell asleep.
"Ginny? Ginny baby? It's me, Ron." She heard a soft and soothing voice from somewhere above.
"Hey, I am sorry, for everything that I've done, I'm sorry about Mum too, I didn't mean to see it, it was horrible though, he, they killed her."
Ron stayed silent for a minute or two before replying. "I know you think it was your fault, but, it wasn't were you physically there? No, were you killing everyone? No. So, why put this burden on yourself?" Ginny smiled, her brother always was good at being mum.
"I'm so happy that dad didn't die, no one was ever good at being him." She said weakly before tears started coming down her face. Ron understood, kissed on the forehead, and let her be, in her room as the sun shone more brilliantly then ever.
As time passed, the Weasley's healed over their mother, they would never forget her, but she wouldn't have wanted them to give up on life.
"Hey, Weasley!" whispered and urgent call from somewhere behind her, her heart gave a start and she whirled around, she saw Draco and smiled, then, took it off before anyone noticed.
"What?" she asked just as low.
"Come here." So the two found a deserted place and Draco started to talk. "Look, before we begin, I'm sorry about your mum, I would of sought revenge if it were me."
"It's ok, if I ever stumble into anyone that looks remotely like a death eater, I'll kill them."
"That's the second thing Ginny, they weren't death eaters!"
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Wonder what those things were? And, oh yeah, they ARE NOT dementors because I think they can't actually use wands!
Cya, thnx for reviewing guys, I really appreciate it.
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"Is she dead?" Ginny asked, when Dumbledore nodded gravely, Ginny winced and automatically shutdown, "No, it's not true, it can't be true, she's probably writing to me right now saying that everything is ok." She said trembling, reassuring herself that it was just her imagination, and somehow, she felt as if saying it out loud would make everything better.
"Ginny, if you would like to go, I wouldn't object, many others in your situation have already packed, if you would like, you can go-"
"BUT SHE ISN'T DEAD, SHE ISN'T DEAD, SHE IS JUST WORRIED, THERE IT NO REASON TO LEAVE, SHE ISN'T DEAD." She suddenly erupted and started screaming, then after a couple of seconds, she relaxed but she kept on repeating 'She isn't dead' under her breath to assure herself that she was right and Dumbledore wasn't.
"I understand that this must be a difficult-"
"NO YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND, HOW'D YOU KNOW WHAT IT FEELS LIKE TO WATCH YOUR MUM DIE WHILE 5 MINS AGO THEY WERE LAUGHINGAND DANCING AND EATING, YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT'S IT LIKE FOR ME!" She froze, she just realised what she had just said, not only did she reveal that she had a dream about it, but, she also screamed that she saw her mum die. Before Dumbledore could get to her quick enough, she ran out and fainted in the corridor.
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"Ginny? Ginny? Ginny! I think she's waking up!" Came a blurry version of Ron inside her head, 'where am I? I feel so warm in here, maybe I'll stay for awhile until I remember' almost immediately she remembered everything, the dream, she hall, Dumbledore, her mum.
"Mum." she whispered as she slowly lifted the heavy weights on her eyes, she saw Ron, George and Fred, all bleary-eyed, standing in front of her. As soon as she said 'mum' Fred started to lose control and bawled out again, George tried to comfort him but only ended up crying himself, Ron however, looked beyond grief now.
"I. I. I didn't want to believe it Ron, I just couldn't take it, I didn't want to be right." She said in a husky voice.
"No one did Ginny, believe me." He managed a small, feeble attempt to smile, but just ended up crying and grabbed Ginny and they cried together.
"Ron, George, Fred, Ginny." Said a familiar voice at the door, they all swung around, saw their dad and ran to him, Ginny with some difficulty, but managed to get there in the end. "Oh baby's, I didn't want this happen, I am so sorry, she was so wonderful, the light of my life." Mr. Weasley said, crying freely himself, they went to Ginny's bed and sat there for about what seemed like forever, just hugging each other and crying, sometimes opening their mouths to speaks, but only tears came out.
Suddenly, something deep inside Ginny, started to boil and heat with every tear.
Ginny went back to her house with the rest of the family for a week or so, while they were there, Bill, Charlie and Percy were also there, they spent a lot of time with each other and just crying, with each passing day, Ginny seemed to drift away from everyone, Ron began to notice this and he didn't like it at all.
While she was there, they had a memorial in London for all of those who died, it was a huge commotion, even muggles were there, for they had lost family there as well as the place was a muggle place and didn't know about magic. It went for 4 hours, and even then, Ginny didn't think it was long enough to remember the good things about the people they loved that had passed away.
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When Ginny, Ron, Fred and George came back, so did a few other people, Seamus' Aunt had died and Neville's Gran was injured but not killed, (Harry was truly thankful that Neville's gran didn't die, he knew that Neville wouldn't cope if she did.) after the incident at the dance, everyone soon had a different attitude towards their parents/guardians and family, they kept in contact more often and shared everything with each other. No body talked to the Weasley's for a while, suddenly, as Ginny walked into the Great Hall, it suddenly dawned on her how serious this matter is, and anyone could be next, suddenly, she started to screamed.
"ANYONE COULD BE NEXT, IT COULD BE SOMEONE FROM OUR SCHOOL NEXT, EVEYONE COULD BE DEAD TOMORROW, WE NEED TO HURRY UP AND PREPARE, I NEED TO WARN EVERYONE." Everyone jumped as they heard Ginny screaming, suddenly she froze, she just stood there, and then she fainted.
"Ron?" Ginny asked instinctively as she slowly awoke but did not open her eyes.
"Yeah?"
"I'm scared,"
"Me too."
"Ron?"
"Yeah?"
"Thanks." And she drifted off into a peaceful dream, while Ron moved his hand gently through her hair, just like his mum used to.
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When Ginny woke up the next morning, the sun was shining brilliantly in the Wing, yet, she felt cold and damp inside, as she ventured to the great hall, and felt the stares, fill her body, she felt lonely, although she ate breakfast and had a drink, she felt empty, then, she went to her room, opened her trunk, took out her notebook and read her poem:
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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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Ginny read it as she shuddered a cry, why did this have to happen to her? Why couldn't somebody else's mum die? Why couldn't they bring her back to life? Ginny kept on questioning her self until she, tear stricken and all, fell asleep.
"Ginny? Ginny baby? It's me, Ron." She heard a soft and soothing voice from somewhere above.
"Hey, I am sorry, for everything that I've done, I'm sorry about Mum too, I didn't mean to see it, it was horrible though, he, they killed her."
Ron stayed silent for a minute or two before replying. "I know you think it was your fault, but, it wasn't were you physically there? No, were you killing everyone? No. So, why put this burden on yourself?" Ginny smiled, her brother always was good at being mum.
"I'm so happy that dad didn't die, no one was ever good at being him." She said weakly before tears started coming down her face. Ron understood, kissed on the forehead, and let her be, in her room as the sun shone more brilliantly then ever.
As time passed, the Weasley's healed over their mother, they would never forget her, but she wouldn't have wanted them to give up on life.
"Hey, Weasley!" whispered and urgent call from somewhere behind her, her heart gave a start and she whirled around, she saw Draco and smiled, then, took it off before anyone noticed.
"What?" she asked just as low.
"Come here." So the two found a deserted place and Draco started to talk. "Look, before we begin, I'm sorry about your mum, I would of sought revenge if it were me."
"It's ok, if I ever stumble into anyone that looks remotely like a death eater, I'll kill them."
"That's the second thing Ginny, they weren't death eaters!"
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Wonder what those things were? And, oh yeah, they ARE NOT dementors because I think they can't actually use wands!
Cya, thnx for reviewing guys, I really appreciate it.