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Chapter 6: Red Rubies
Ginny and Ron arrived at the Burrow three days later, and although the Weasleys found out what happened, they did not know the entire story and Ginny was thankful to find out that they didn't pressure them for details. They knew that she would tell them when she was ready, but at the moment she just wanted to be alone. She went straight to her room, leaving her trunk downstairs.
The days that followed were grim in the Weasley house. Due to the fact that they were worried about their sister, George and Fred moved back in, while Percy finally made an appearance or two to check up on her.
But Ginny was hardly ever seen through the summer holidays
One day, about two weeks before her return to Hogwarts, she came downstairs. All Weasley members (except Arthur, Molly, Bill and Percy) looked to her in concern and surprise. AS she descended down the stairs, a strange smile formed n her lips, which made her brothers very uneasy.
"Ginny!" Ron exclaimed "Are you ok? Are you hungry?" he asked, his voice uneven with anxiety
She looked at him, her smile slightly vanishing.
"No, no thanks, Ron" her voice was different. No longer vibrant and awake, but silent, barely a whisper and depressed. It sent shivers down his spine. She then turned to her other brothers, after piercing him with her cold eyes.
"I'm going for a walk at the lake" she said. It wasn't a question, it was a statement and without waiting for a reply she walked out the door
The boys looked after her with surprise, in her change of character and mood
"She isn't ok" Ron stated, echoing everyone's thoughts. He turned to the others, "Is she?"
"Far from it I'm afraid" Charlie said slowly, still looking at the door. He looked at Ron, his eyes reflecting the tone in his voice; fear
"She probably want some time alone" George said unconvincingly
"Right?" Fred asked unsure and worried, looking from Charlie to Ron, waiting but not fully wanting the answer
Silence filled the kitchen. Not a good silence, but a bad one. A very bad one. The air was drained and the atmosphere was tense. The boys looked at each other but said nothing
Finally Ron broke the silence, in barely a whisper
"I'm going after her" his voice had driven the others back to the present situation, and away from the black thoughts that were going through their minds
Before anyone could react, he was out the door as well, following Ginny's footsteps. The others, apprehensive of what to do, stayed where they were
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Ginny arrived at the lake in less than ten minutes. She slowly sat at the end of the small wooden pier. She used to come here when she needed to think or be alone. She smiled at the memory. This was her haven, her sanctuary.
The first thing that attracted her here were the colours. The lake's colour was a very deep shade of blue that even the ocean didn't look this vibrant. In some places the water would go deep and navy blue while in other places it would go light green because of he shallowness of the lake. Although the lake was more than four meters deep, she could see the bottom clearly
The surface was mostly covered in small leaves. These leaves belonged to the surrounding trees, that went around the lake. Ginny looked at the trees, and gave a small smile again as she remembered Harry's eyes and how they would fit perfectly with this scenery. She thought that the colour of the tees should actually be that emerald colour that she loved, because this shade did not do the scenery any justice
'We'll be together soon' she thought as she got up weakly. She conjured a piece of parchment and a quill from the air
She held the quill to her mouth as if thinking of what to write. All she managed to write in the end was:
Dearest family,
I love you deeply but I'm sorry. I had to, it just hurts too much. I'm sorry. Goodbye
Ginny XxX
P.S. Ron, congratulations on your engagement. I'm really happy for you
She then conjured an envelope from the air again, placing the parchment and setting it on the floor beside her.
For the third and last time she conjured something else. This time it wasn't parchment, or a quill or even an envelope. It was a dagger.
The dagger was small, with a gold handle, which was decorated in with a single red ruby, while the blade was silver and extremely sharp. It was a family heirloom that she 'borrowed' without asking
She held it to her eyes, with her left and, to have a closer look. The ruby shined in the sun so beautifully
She lowered the dagger to her right wrist and pressed it to her soft skin, biting her lips to suppress a scream
The blood glimmered in the sunshine. She smiled at the similarity of the blood with the ruby. Her smile was not due to that but also to the fact that, when the blade had cut trough her skin, she felt the pain that was settled upon her heart leave and made it almost pleasurable for her. This encouraged her to proceed.
She handed the dagger to her other hand, although it was becoming very weak, and struck her unharmed wrist, a bit more fiercely than the previous time. This time she let out a small scream
She spread her hands out to her sides and raised her head to the sky, her tears escaping her eyes.
The blackness was consuming her, she could feel it. Her head was spinning and she was losing her balance. Her knees shook as they gave way and she fell. Everything around her was suddenly cold, and her body grew numb.
She allowed the darkness to devour her as she shut down her senses and knew no more
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