Remember Me
Hey guys, this might be my last chapter… or the one after. But I'm sure I'm going to end this story soon so here we go! This chapter is where the 'Tragedy strikes' as explained in the summary. All right, here it is.
Disclaimer- I do not own Harry Potter, nor do I pretend to. It still belongs to the wonderful J.K. Rowling. So… don't sue okay?
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Chapter 5 Unbelievable Horror
Ginny
The End Of What Was…
Draco stood in front of me with a small smile on, but nothing more. He had been so kind, but his smile looked pained. I tried to smile back, but he looked so sad. I just gave him a grin and looked down at my shoes.
"Ginny… I was looking for you." Draco said calmly.
I looked up at him. "W-what do you mean?"
He looked over his shoulders and looked back at me. "Um… well… is here a good place?" He asked.
I raised an eyebrow and looked at where we were; an empty hallway. "Anywhere is fine. I think here would be okay."
He nodded. "All right. I um… I just heard that… well…"
I sighed. He was never going to make this quick. And I really wanted to see Harry!
"Okay, Dumbledore wanted me to give you a message. He thought having a fellow student do it would be easier on you. Well, he's going to go see you soon anyways, but he saw me and decided it was best for me to tell you." He said, getting quieter by every word.
"All right, Draco." I said staring him in the eyes, "please, tell me."
He looked over to the left. He sighed and shrugged his shoulders. "I really don't know why I'm the one to tell you this. I'm really sorry, but… your father and mother were trying out cars. Muggle discoveries and such, I always knew muggles were no good… but anyways," He trailed off again, but I didn't say anything. I kept staring intently, waiting for his next words.
He continued, "They both got into an accident. Your mom is in the hospital. Your dad is well… he died, Ginny."
I broke down. My heart thrashed about in my chest until it finally broke into millions of pieces.
"W-what?" I asked in bewilderment.
He didn't say anything. I fell to my knees and started shaking uncontrollably. He knelt beside me and rubbed my back to comfort me. I couldn't think. I couldn't speak. What was happening? Dad had always been the biggest thing in my life… Ron, Fred and George had always teased me about being Daddy's girl. I didn't know what to say. And mom… in critical care? I had to see her! But Dad was already gone… I would never hear him say his facts at the dinner table, never have him tuck me in and kiss me on the forehead, just like I was a small child again at night. Never hear his stories… never have him at my wedding.
I couldn't control the tears that flooded down my face. I couldn't control my sobs, my screams, and my shaking. I fell to the ground like a small child, my belly to the floor, and covered my face with my arms.
A familiar voice rang out behind me.
"What the hell? Malfoy, what the? Shit! What have you done?"
It was Harry. I didn't want him to see my like this… but I wanted to wrap myself in his arms and drown in his loving words of comfort. I could hear him walk up and he was about to give Draco a good thrashing when I yelled for him to stop.
"Harry… It wasn't him… st-st-stop…" I said through sobs.
He looked from me, to Draco and dropped him. "What's going on?" He asked.
Draco spoke up. "Well, Ginny, would you like me to tell him?" He asked.
I shook my head. "N-no… I want t-to… I need to… I just have t-to st-stop c-crying…" I whispered.
He nodded. "Well this is where I take my leave. I'm sorry, Ginny." He glared at Harry. "Potter." He said. With that, he walked down the hall, leaving my frail body on the ground.
Harry knelt beside me. "Ginny… what's wrong, baby?"
I looked up to Harry. "D-Dads… dead. Mom's in urgent care…" I whispered.
Harry froze. "He's… he's what?"
I knew dad was like Harry's father to him. Just as Sirius was before… well, that was something else. I started sobbing again. My heart was broken into millions of pieces. Harry wrapped my in his arms and rocked me back and forth, but I knew that even he, couldn't help me. He couldn't collect the pieces of my heart and put them back together again. There was no way.
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Ron knew. Hermione knew. Everyone knew. And they all looked at us with peering eyes, sad faces. All of them were sorry to have picked on me. All of them were being my friends. And I knew that they were only being kind because they were sorry for me. They used to be my friends… all of them did. They were sorry my father had died, they were sorry that they had turned on me because of one person.
I had sunk into a deep depression. Professor Dumbledore was worried to death about me, and he checked on me often. Ron and Hermione were quiet and worked on their homework, using it as a way to get away from the reality. I wasn't going to hide that my father was dead. Dad had always been the biggest part of me. I had no one to write to every week, no one to tell me a simple joke or another fact that seemed so amazing about muggles. No one was like dad.
Mom had come out of urgent care. We visited her; she was healing up in the hospital. She looked like I did when the glass banged me up. Bandages wrapping her tightly, almost like she was being mummified.
I had nothing to say to anyone. Harry was usually by my side, telling me it was going to be okay. Telling me he loved me and we would get through it. We would NEVER get through it. Ever. We were alone in the world, and no one was there to tell us that we would get through it. He was in all of this too, and no one could tell him that it was going to be okay. It made me feel guilty. I wasn't there to comfort him. His pain and anguish were all pushed back because of me. If I wasn't here, it would be different.
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Hey guys. I am sorry this chapter was so sad, the last chapter is the next one and it is coming up tonight. It will be there in about half an hour. Please, read and review. The end is coming.
Bye! Your friend, kitkat001