Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. If I did though, why would I be
writing fan fictions?
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To Whom Finds This Note First:
It all began with our new baby, Rose Weasley. She is great and I love her, but one thing is wrong with her. She's the little girl now and I'm not. At first when Mum told us she was pregnant. I was overjoyed. I was hoping it would be a girl so I could share all my make-up and hair secrets with. I was happy, that is until Bill told me that I wasn't going to be the little girl anymore. At first it didn't faze me, that is until Charlie told me the same thing, then Dad. Then it really got to bug me because I was told that seven times after that, first by Percy, then Harry, Ron, Hermione, Mum, Fred, and last George. After he said that, I got quite mad with Mum for getting pregnant and with the new baby, Rose. So I decided to kill her but I couldn't go through with it. She was so small and hadn't lived a very long, fulfilling life yet. I stood there with the knife in my hand, standing over her crib and I watched her sleep. That's when I decided she had more to live for then I did.
So now you have come to the part where you have figured out I have committed suicide. I love you all and I didn't want to do this, but I had to, because I'm not the little girl anymore. Don't worry about finding my body; it's very well hidden. And don't try to think this was all your fault, because it was my own choice. I'm in a better place now so don't worry about me. I'll see you all soon.
I love you all.
Virginia Molly Weasley
*~*~*~* A/N: So? Do you like it? Not like it? Please review and tell me. Flames are welcome.
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To Whom Finds This Note First:
It all began with our new baby, Rose Weasley. She is great and I love her, but one thing is wrong with her. She's the little girl now and I'm not. At first when Mum told us she was pregnant. I was overjoyed. I was hoping it would be a girl so I could share all my make-up and hair secrets with. I was happy, that is until Bill told me that I wasn't going to be the little girl anymore. At first it didn't faze me, that is until Charlie told me the same thing, then Dad. Then it really got to bug me because I was told that seven times after that, first by Percy, then Harry, Ron, Hermione, Mum, Fred, and last George. After he said that, I got quite mad with Mum for getting pregnant and with the new baby, Rose. So I decided to kill her but I couldn't go through with it. She was so small and hadn't lived a very long, fulfilling life yet. I stood there with the knife in my hand, standing over her crib and I watched her sleep. That's when I decided she had more to live for then I did.
So now you have come to the part where you have figured out I have committed suicide. I love you all and I didn't want to do this, but I had to, because I'm not the little girl anymore. Don't worry about finding my body; it's very well hidden. And don't try to think this was all your fault, because it was my own choice. I'm in a better place now so don't worry about me. I'll see you all soon.
I love you all.
Virginia Molly Weasley
*~*~*~* A/N: So? Do you like it? Not like it? Please review and tell me. Flames are welcome.