Reviews
naz1 - you hope something bad happens?? i'll go check it out when i can.
Wow - haha yes a nice draco, ooc.. but i like him =)
Cinnamon_Angel - of course its spotless! aww thanks!
Aelys - thanks
tomboy101 - i'll try more often.
-*_
I took small steps as I silently creeped into Rory's hospital room. It's
been a couple of days since I was last in here. This time he was awake
surprisingly. I couldn't help but break out into a humungous grin.
"How you feeling?" I softly asked as I took a seat by his bed.
Rory sighed, and looked straight into my eye. I have never seen so many
emotions at once.
"What's wrong?" I asked with a hint of panic in my voice.
"I don't know how to tell you this...," Rory looked out the window,
"I have a disease, and the doctors have never seen anything like it.
Ginny, they gave me two weeks to live ."
"Why aren't they trying harder to fight this disease?" I angrily spat
out.
"Ginny, please don't make this harder than it is..." he whispered.
Harder than it is? How harder can it be? Rory is just twelve years old!
He has a whole life ahead of him, and he has two weeks to live?
Maybe I'm overeacting, at least I can be prepared, unlike how I was with
mom's death. She died just like that, But I don't think I can be prepared
for such a thing. My life crushed, just like that. How much sadness do I
have to recieve? So much pain, so much death around me.
Does having two weeks left with Rory, make up for mom dying instantly?
-*_
I left the hospital promising Rory I would be back tomorrow. I needed to
get away and think for awhile. But this was soon interrupted by a
unexpected visit.
"Hey," Draco greeted as he stopped in front of the tree I was leaning
against. I was sketching a charcoal drawing of a empty swing.
I muttered a quick hi and continued drawing.
"You ok?" he asked concerned.
"Yeah fine," as I cursed at the mistake I made.
"Happy days here yet?" he asked with a small smile as he took a seat
beside me and gazed at my art.
I carved a deep, dark, black line right through the picture.
"Happy days.. HAPPY DAYS??? I have had okay days for the past few days,
until today. Today, is the worst day ever, next to my mom's death."
"What happened?" Draco asked as he dried a small tear off my cheek with
his thumb.
"I went to the hospital. Rory told me he had a disease. The doctors have
never seen anything like it. Rory has two weeks to live. TWO WEEKS TO
LIVE?!" I ripped out the picture and crumbled it up into a ball.
Throwing it into the lake I burst into tears. The ball was quickly
swallowed into the water. I turned to Draco and threw myself into his
arms. I couldn't stop sobbing, but I could hear his every word.
"I won't lie to you, everything might not be okay. But I want you to know
I will always be here for you. Be here to be your shoulder to cry on, to
be the one that makes you smile, to be the one that gives you the tears
from laughing so hard. I will be here for you, every step through this.
If you let me, if you let me through the shield."
I moved closer to his body and stopped crying.
Looking into his eyes, we both knew the answer.
THE END
-*_
Should that be the end? Or should I continue? I'm not sure. SO reviewers
enter your votes. Sorry for taking so long to continue, but I've been
really busy with life and all.
naz1 - you hope something bad happens?? i'll go check it out when i can.
Wow - haha yes a nice draco, ooc.. but i like him =)
Cinnamon_Angel - of course its spotless! aww thanks!
Aelys - thanks
tomboy101 - i'll try more often.
-*_
I took small steps as I silently creeped into Rory's hospital room. It's
been a couple of days since I was last in here. This time he was awake
surprisingly. I couldn't help but break out into a humungous grin.
"How you feeling?" I softly asked as I took a seat by his bed.
Rory sighed, and looked straight into my eye. I have never seen so many
emotions at once.
"What's wrong?" I asked with a hint of panic in my voice.
"I don't know how to tell you this...," Rory looked out the window,
"I have a disease, and the doctors have never seen anything like it.
Ginny, they gave me two weeks to live ."
"Why aren't they trying harder to fight this disease?" I angrily spat
out.
"Ginny, please don't make this harder than it is..." he whispered.
Harder than it is? How harder can it be? Rory is just twelve years old!
He has a whole life ahead of him, and he has two weeks to live?
Maybe I'm overeacting, at least I can be prepared, unlike how I was with
mom's death. She died just like that, But I don't think I can be prepared
for such a thing. My life crushed, just like that. How much sadness do I
have to recieve? So much pain, so much death around me.
Does having two weeks left with Rory, make up for mom dying instantly?
-*_
I left the hospital promising Rory I would be back tomorrow. I needed to
get away and think for awhile. But this was soon interrupted by a
unexpected visit.
"Hey," Draco greeted as he stopped in front of the tree I was leaning
against. I was sketching a charcoal drawing of a empty swing.
I muttered a quick hi and continued drawing.
"You ok?" he asked concerned.
"Yeah fine," as I cursed at the mistake I made.
"Happy days here yet?" he asked with a small smile as he took a seat
beside me and gazed at my art.
I carved a deep, dark, black line right through the picture.
"Happy days.. HAPPY DAYS??? I have had okay days for the past few days,
until today. Today, is the worst day ever, next to my mom's death."
"What happened?" Draco asked as he dried a small tear off my cheek with
his thumb.
"I went to the hospital. Rory told me he had a disease. The doctors have
never seen anything like it. Rory has two weeks to live. TWO WEEKS TO
LIVE?!" I ripped out the picture and crumbled it up into a ball.
Throwing it into the lake I burst into tears. The ball was quickly
swallowed into the water. I turned to Draco and threw myself into his
arms. I couldn't stop sobbing, but I could hear his every word.
"I won't lie to you, everything might not be okay. But I want you to know
I will always be here for you. Be here to be your shoulder to cry on, to
be the one that makes you smile, to be the one that gives you the tears
from laughing so hard. I will be here for you, every step through this.
If you let me, if you let me through the shield."
I moved closer to his body and stopped crying.
Looking into his eyes, we both knew the answer.
THE END
-*_
Should that be the end? Or should I continue? I'm not sure. SO reviewers
enter your votes. Sorry for taking so long to continue, but I've been
really busy with life and all.
