Chapter 5
Ginny mumbled to herself as she ran down to the dungeons. Her second day back, and already she had a detention. She was having a bad day. She had snapped to at least everyone she knew, so she was pretty sure now that everyone had hated her. All of her teachers could tell something was wrong, Ginny hadn't paid attention all day, and she was one of the best of students. What made things worse, was that she had found out that Malfoy was also serving a detention, oddly in his own house. Snape never gave his own students from his own house detention, so Ginny didn't even want to think about what Malfoy had done.
She ran into the classroom, breathing harshly and her cheeks slowly becoming pink.
"Your late Miss Weasley. That will be five points from your house. Now sit down, while I explain what you and Mr. Malfoy will be doing tonight." Snape gave Ginny a cold stare, while pointing to a desk.
"But... sir... I..." Ginny could barely breathe, let alone talk.
"I suggest you don't argue, unless you want house points taken away." Snape kept a close eye on Ginny as she sat down.
"You and Mr. Malfoy will be washing all of the Slytherin house trophies. They are locked in that cabinet over there." Snape pointed to a rather large cabinet, which was almost full.
Snape started to walk out of the room, and then he turned around and looked Ginny in the eyes.
"There will be no fooling around. I will have both of your wands please." Snape snatched Ginny's out of her hand, and waited for Malfoy to take his out of his pocket. Satisfied, Snape walked out of the classroom, smiling to himself ever so slightly.
"Great. How are we supposed to do this without magic?" Ginny looked up at the cabinet that seemed twice as large as it did before.
"Beats me Weasel. Why don't you find out a way while I sit and watch?" Malfoy put on one of his infamous smirks, and sat in a desk.
"Oh no, you are going to help. It's your fault I'm in this mess!" Ginny was becoming angry. How can he make her angry when he barely had said anything yet?
"If I remember correctly, you were the one to push me. And you bloody well deserve punishment." Malfoy was enjoying this now.
"I pushed you only because you deserved it. If anyone deserves punishment it's you! Thinking your better than everyone else! I bet you don't really have any friends. The people who follow you are simply scared of you!" Ginny was seconds away from smacking Malfoy again.
"Oh, and you have friends? Potter, Weasel, and Mudblood don't count! They simply pity you. It's funny how you don't see them wince every time they see you coming." Malfoy was really enjoying this now. She was playing right into his hands.
"Shut up! You know that's not true." Ginny turned her head away from Malfoy. What if it really was true?
"Oh, have I hurt the Weasel's feelings? I'm sorry, why don't I come make it up to you?" Malfoy advanced on Ginny, walking towards her with an evil glint in his eyes.
Ginny reached out her arm, with her fingers clenched. Another detention was worth punching Malfoy.
But before Ginny could do anything Malfoy had grabbed her arms, and pinned her against the wall.
"You know Weasel, you've become quite attractive over the years. I believe you have finally blossomed from a complete nobody, to a slightly pretty nobody." Malfoy laughed a Ginny.
"Stop it, you're hurting me!" Malfoy's grasp was making her shoulders ache.
When Malfoy didn't back off, Ginny couldn't think of anything to say. Acting quickly she spit directly in his face.
Malfoy jumped back.
"Oi! What the hell was that for?" Malfoy wiped the spit from his eyes, the evil glint now gone.
"You disgusting pig! Stay away from me!" Ginny laughed now at Malfoy, who was grabbing his expensive robes and wiping his face.
"Careful Weasel, or you might just find yourself in even more trouble." Malfoy glared at Ginny.
"I'm not scared of you." Ginny said simply, as she walked towards the cabinet, grabbed a towel, and began polishing a trophy.
"You just wait." Malfoy whispered, the evil sparkle slowly returning.
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"You spit on him Gin?" Ron asked Ginny with an amused look on his face.
"Yeah, you should have seen him! He backed off once I did. You should have been there." Ginny was gladly telling Ron, Hermione, and Harry her interesting detention story. And for once they were all listening.
"He didn't try anything, did he Gin?" Ron looked causes, ready to explode if Ginny said a certain answer.
"No Ron, why would he? The slime ball is only interested in like, amazingly hot/ I'll-do-whatever-you-want-girls. Besides Ron, I can take care of myself, I am sixteen." Ginny was suddenly annoyed at Ron, she didn't know why.
"Whatever Gin, I'm your brother, I'm supposed to be like that." Ron looked a Ginny with a concerned face, and then turned around to talk to Harry.
"Maybe you should try insulting Malfoy more often. You're practically glowing." Hermione smiled at Ginny, then returned to her book.
Ginny did feel different. She had done her hair into some-sort of fancy braid, which she had conjured up with her wand. She even put on a little bit of make up. Her hair looked like it was on fire, which added a special sparkle to her eyes. Spitting on Malfoy only boosted her self- esteem.
Ginny smiled as she walked away from the common room, and down to the Great Hall for breakfast.
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Ginny sat down as their bowls and plates filled with delicious looking food. She licked her lips, and laughed as she listened to Colin Creevy ramble about how she had spit on Malfoy. She smiled. Today felt like it was going to be a very good day.
Ginny was just about to take a bite of a deep red apple, when a shadow cast over her. She turned around, and there stood Malfoy, the last person she wanted to see.
"Having fun? Weasel? I'm certainly glad I boosted your reputation, well, not really, but I'm afraid you're now hurting mine. You owe me, and you owe me big." Malfoy smirked.
"Sod off Malfoy. I don't owe you anything." Ginny looked at him, her eyes egging him on.
"Oh, then I suppose you want the entire school to see these?" Malfoy reached into his robes, and ever so slightly pulled out the tiniest piece of cloth.
"I wonder how much everyone would love to know that Ginny Weasley wears these knickers." Malfoy laughed, and evil glint in his eyes.
"Those aren't mine you perverted pig!" Ginny starred at him, her face slowly turning red.
"Yes, but who are they going to believe? Myself, the Malfoy, or you, the poor, baby Weasley?" Malfoy tucked the cloth back into his robes, utterly satisfied with himself.
"Whatever Malfoy, just go away!" Ginny stood up, ready to shove him.
"Whoa, now, I'm going to need a favor, so if you can, and you will, meet me by the lake, and 7:30. And please, don't bring Potty, are that slimy git you call a brother into this. Oh, and the mudblood stays away too." Malfoy walked away, the smirk on his face even bigger, and his eyes shinning with satisfaction.
Just then Hermione, Harry, and Ron walked in the Great Hall, passing Malfoy as they sat down to eat.
"One day his face is going to get stuck like that." Hermione laughed as she grabbed a banana-nut muffin.
"Let's hope so." Ginny turned around to look at Malfoy. He had sat down with his usual thick-headed crew (Crabbe, Goyle, and Pansy). They were all laughing as Malfoy pulled out the piece of clothing and showed it to his friends. Ginny was counting to 10 to prevent herself from going over there to beat the crud out of him.
"What's he showing them?" Ron turned his head from side to side, and squinted his eyes to see what was going on.
"Something he probably got from one of his disgusting girlfriends." Harry said has he frowned.
"I've got to go." Ginny got up, turning red in the face and left.
"What got stuck up her--."? Ron said questionably, before Hermione cut in.
"Ron! Ginny' s probably having one of those bad days. You know you guys never give her enough credit, she's always trying so hard!" Hermione went on and on, while Ron and Harry just sat there.
"Maybe if we just nod and say yes, she'll shut up." Ron whispered out of the corner of his mouth, while Harry held back a laugh.
"I heard that!" Hermione stated, raising her eyebrow.
"Sorry Herm, what did you say?" Ron looked at Hermione with his best I'm-so-innocent face.
Hermione rolled her eyes and went back to her book.
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Ginny had gone back to her room. She had another hour before her next class, so she stormed up to her room, and landed on her bed with a hard thump. She starred up at the ceiling for at least five minutes before going into her bathroom. She starred into the mirror.
"Is there something wrong with me?" Ginny said, wondering why she was talking to herself.
"No dear, not a thing." The mirror answered back, with a dumb smile on its face.
"Why do I let people walk all over me? Why do I have to be so self- conscious all the time? I mean, I feel confident sometimes, but that only lasts for a little while, and then I go back to being shy, little me again. Is it too much to ask? Can't I just feel good all the time?" Ginny starred into the mirror, loosing track of her questions.
"Stop dear, stop! My head is killing me, and I can't think straight with you jabbering!" Ginny's reflection clutched its head, and went cross- eyed.
"UGH!!" Ginny stormed out of the bathroom.
"I can't even have a conversation with myself!" Ginny said as she swarmed to her next class, which was Defense against the Dark Arts.
She swore to herself, that from now on, things would be different.
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"Miss Weasley, you're late. Please sit down." Ms. Casein, the new Defense against the Dark Arts teacher waved Ginny towards a desk.
"I have already paired you with your partner. Lavender, I believe her name is." Ms. Casein smiled, and pointed to Lavender who was also smiling.
"Hey Ginny." Lavender whispered.
Ginny smiled. "Hey Lav."
"Now, today we will be doing the Puncharea spell. This spell is simple, considering the fact that it's your first week back. All you have to do is wave your wand three times to the left, and then scream the spell. I have supplied you all with rats. If the rat gets knocked out, you have done the spell correctly. Please, remember to aim! If you miss your target, the spell can be extremely dangerous to humans!" The teacher pointed a finger warningly, and then winked. "You may begin."
Ginny and Lavender laughed, as they knocked out every single one of their rats. When they were finished (which they were quite early) they both started talking.
"So, did I miss Ms. Casein's introduction? Did she say where she was from, and stuff like that?" Ginny asked Lavender trying to keep the conversation going.
"She was quite weird about it actually. All she said was that she came from somewhere far away. She said she was here for her sake, and that in some way Professor Dumbledore was doing her a favor." Lavender looked distant, as she tried to explain to Ginny.
"Maybe she's her to protect us, from something. Or maybe she's getting protected from something. I don't know? She seems nice. I hope her classes are inter--." Ginny couldn't finish her sentence because from the back of the classroom someone had yelled quite loudly.
"PUNCHAREA!" The person yelled, not realizing they were way off target.
Just then Ginny felt as if a lightning bolt had hit her, and pain surged through her body. And with that, everything went black.
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Ginny slowly opened her eyes to hear screaming.
"HE'S BACK! HE'S BACK!" People were running past Ginny, and she felt wind pass her face.
"Who's back?" Ginny stopped an old man, barely able to run. His eyes starred back up at her, and they were filled with terror.
The man kept running.
"I need to know who's back!" Ginny cried but no one would listen.
People fell down all around her, screaming, until they were dead. The sky was dark, and Ginny felt fear she had never felt before. She sunk to the ground, her knees sunk into the ground.
"Won't someone tell me who's back?" Ginny cried, fighting back tears.
"I am."
A cold whispery voice spoke, as Ginny stood up and turned around. It was like snakes, laughing in her ears as they slithered down her mouth and around her throat.
"No, you can't be back!" Ginny was looking straight at the thing she feared most. He had caused her so much pain.
"Ah, but I am." Voldemort laughed at Ginny, and she sunk to the ground screaming.
"STOP IT! STOP LAUGHING!" Ginny cried, tears now streaming down her face. But that only provoked him more.
He laughed, and Ginny saw images. She saw everyone she knew die before her eyes. All of them, Ron, Harry, George, Percy, Fred, Hermione, her dad, her mum.
"NO! STOP! LEAVE THEM ALONE! STOP LAUGHING!!" Ginny cried, her head now between her knees.
She cried even more as she saw everyone she knew die, before her eyes. She screamed, now on the verge of insanity, as He killed Malfoy. Malfoy?
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@uthors note: Once again I'm out of energy! GOD! I HATE SCHOOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'll scream it at the top of my lungs if I have to!! Stupid tests, homework, all that crap! Why can't I just live my life school free? It would save me so much needless stress... I'll try to update my story as well tom. That is. I've got Friday off, so I'm gonna try to write all day then. (THANK GOD IT'S GOOD FRIDAY! EASTER! Woohoo!) Go bunny's it's ur birthday, we're gonna party like it's your birthday. I gotta go... stupid science test.... Sry Misty of Athrogon, that story's gonna have to wait until tom. SRY!
I can tell the review button is just pleading to be clicked on.... :P
Ginny mumbled to herself as she ran down to the dungeons. Her second day back, and already she had a detention. She was having a bad day. She had snapped to at least everyone she knew, so she was pretty sure now that everyone had hated her. All of her teachers could tell something was wrong, Ginny hadn't paid attention all day, and she was one of the best of students. What made things worse, was that she had found out that Malfoy was also serving a detention, oddly in his own house. Snape never gave his own students from his own house detention, so Ginny didn't even want to think about what Malfoy had done.
She ran into the classroom, breathing harshly and her cheeks slowly becoming pink.
"Your late Miss Weasley. That will be five points from your house. Now sit down, while I explain what you and Mr. Malfoy will be doing tonight." Snape gave Ginny a cold stare, while pointing to a desk.
"But... sir... I..." Ginny could barely breathe, let alone talk.
"I suggest you don't argue, unless you want house points taken away." Snape kept a close eye on Ginny as she sat down.
"You and Mr. Malfoy will be washing all of the Slytherin house trophies. They are locked in that cabinet over there." Snape pointed to a rather large cabinet, which was almost full.
Snape started to walk out of the room, and then he turned around and looked Ginny in the eyes.
"There will be no fooling around. I will have both of your wands please." Snape snatched Ginny's out of her hand, and waited for Malfoy to take his out of his pocket. Satisfied, Snape walked out of the classroom, smiling to himself ever so slightly.
"Great. How are we supposed to do this without magic?" Ginny looked up at the cabinet that seemed twice as large as it did before.
"Beats me Weasel. Why don't you find out a way while I sit and watch?" Malfoy put on one of his infamous smirks, and sat in a desk.
"Oh no, you are going to help. It's your fault I'm in this mess!" Ginny was becoming angry. How can he make her angry when he barely had said anything yet?
"If I remember correctly, you were the one to push me. And you bloody well deserve punishment." Malfoy was enjoying this now.
"I pushed you only because you deserved it. If anyone deserves punishment it's you! Thinking your better than everyone else! I bet you don't really have any friends. The people who follow you are simply scared of you!" Ginny was seconds away from smacking Malfoy again.
"Oh, and you have friends? Potter, Weasel, and Mudblood don't count! They simply pity you. It's funny how you don't see them wince every time they see you coming." Malfoy was really enjoying this now. She was playing right into his hands.
"Shut up! You know that's not true." Ginny turned her head away from Malfoy. What if it really was true?
"Oh, have I hurt the Weasel's feelings? I'm sorry, why don't I come make it up to you?" Malfoy advanced on Ginny, walking towards her with an evil glint in his eyes.
Ginny reached out her arm, with her fingers clenched. Another detention was worth punching Malfoy.
But before Ginny could do anything Malfoy had grabbed her arms, and pinned her against the wall.
"You know Weasel, you've become quite attractive over the years. I believe you have finally blossomed from a complete nobody, to a slightly pretty nobody." Malfoy laughed a Ginny.
"Stop it, you're hurting me!" Malfoy's grasp was making her shoulders ache.
When Malfoy didn't back off, Ginny couldn't think of anything to say. Acting quickly she spit directly in his face.
Malfoy jumped back.
"Oi! What the hell was that for?" Malfoy wiped the spit from his eyes, the evil glint now gone.
"You disgusting pig! Stay away from me!" Ginny laughed now at Malfoy, who was grabbing his expensive robes and wiping his face.
"Careful Weasel, or you might just find yourself in even more trouble." Malfoy glared at Ginny.
"I'm not scared of you." Ginny said simply, as she walked towards the cabinet, grabbed a towel, and began polishing a trophy.
"You just wait." Malfoy whispered, the evil sparkle slowly returning.
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"You spit on him Gin?" Ron asked Ginny with an amused look on his face.
"Yeah, you should have seen him! He backed off once I did. You should have been there." Ginny was gladly telling Ron, Hermione, and Harry her interesting detention story. And for once they were all listening.
"He didn't try anything, did he Gin?" Ron looked causes, ready to explode if Ginny said a certain answer.
"No Ron, why would he? The slime ball is only interested in like, amazingly hot/ I'll-do-whatever-you-want-girls. Besides Ron, I can take care of myself, I am sixteen." Ginny was suddenly annoyed at Ron, she didn't know why.
"Whatever Gin, I'm your brother, I'm supposed to be like that." Ron looked a Ginny with a concerned face, and then turned around to talk to Harry.
"Maybe you should try insulting Malfoy more often. You're practically glowing." Hermione smiled at Ginny, then returned to her book.
Ginny did feel different. She had done her hair into some-sort of fancy braid, which she had conjured up with her wand. She even put on a little bit of make up. Her hair looked like it was on fire, which added a special sparkle to her eyes. Spitting on Malfoy only boosted her self- esteem.
Ginny smiled as she walked away from the common room, and down to the Great Hall for breakfast.
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Ginny sat down as their bowls and plates filled with delicious looking food. She licked her lips, and laughed as she listened to Colin Creevy ramble about how she had spit on Malfoy. She smiled. Today felt like it was going to be a very good day.
Ginny was just about to take a bite of a deep red apple, when a shadow cast over her. She turned around, and there stood Malfoy, the last person she wanted to see.
"Having fun? Weasel? I'm certainly glad I boosted your reputation, well, not really, but I'm afraid you're now hurting mine. You owe me, and you owe me big." Malfoy smirked.
"Sod off Malfoy. I don't owe you anything." Ginny looked at him, her eyes egging him on.
"Oh, then I suppose you want the entire school to see these?" Malfoy reached into his robes, and ever so slightly pulled out the tiniest piece of cloth.
"I wonder how much everyone would love to know that Ginny Weasley wears these knickers." Malfoy laughed, and evil glint in his eyes.
"Those aren't mine you perverted pig!" Ginny starred at him, her face slowly turning red.
"Yes, but who are they going to believe? Myself, the Malfoy, or you, the poor, baby Weasley?" Malfoy tucked the cloth back into his robes, utterly satisfied with himself.
"Whatever Malfoy, just go away!" Ginny stood up, ready to shove him.
"Whoa, now, I'm going to need a favor, so if you can, and you will, meet me by the lake, and 7:30. And please, don't bring Potty, are that slimy git you call a brother into this. Oh, and the mudblood stays away too." Malfoy walked away, the smirk on his face even bigger, and his eyes shinning with satisfaction.
Just then Hermione, Harry, and Ron walked in the Great Hall, passing Malfoy as they sat down to eat.
"One day his face is going to get stuck like that." Hermione laughed as she grabbed a banana-nut muffin.
"Let's hope so." Ginny turned around to look at Malfoy. He had sat down with his usual thick-headed crew (Crabbe, Goyle, and Pansy). They were all laughing as Malfoy pulled out the piece of clothing and showed it to his friends. Ginny was counting to 10 to prevent herself from going over there to beat the crud out of him.
"What's he showing them?" Ron turned his head from side to side, and squinted his eyes to see what was going on.
"Something he probably got from one of his disgusting girlfriends." Harry said has he frowned.
"I've got to go." Ginny got up, turning red in the face and left.
"What got stuck up her--."? Ron said questionably, before Hermione cut in.
"Ron! Ginny' s probably having one of those bad days. You know you guys never give her enough credit, she's always trying so hard!" Hermione went on and on, while Ron and Harry just sat there.
"Maybe if we just nod and say yes, she'll shut up." Ron whispered out of the corner of his mouth, while Harry held back a laugh.
"I heard that!" Hermione stated, raising her eyebrow.
"Sorry Herm, what did you say?" Ron looked at Hermione with his best I'm-so-innocent face.
Hermione rolled her eyes and went back to her book.
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Ginny had gone back to her room. She had another hour before her next class, so she stormed up to her room, and landed on her bed with a hard thump. She starred up at the ceiling for at least five minutes before going into her bathroom. She starred into the mirror.
"Is there something wrong with me?" Ginny said, wondering why she was talking to herself.
"No dear, not a thing." The mirror answered back, with a dumb smile on its face.
"Why do I let people walk all over me? Why do I have to be so self- conscious all the time? I mean, I feel confident sometimes, but that only lasts for a little while, and then I go back to being shy, little me again. Is it too much to ask? Can't I just feel good all the time?" Ginny starred into the mirror, loosing track of her questions.
"Stop dear, stop! My head is killing me, and I can't think straight with you jabbering!" Ginny's reflection clutched its head, and went cross- eyed.
"UGH!!" Ginny stormed out of the bathroom.
"I can't even have a conversation with myself!" Ginny said as she swarmed to her next class, which was Defense against the Dark Arts.
She swore to herself, that from now on, things would be different.
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"Miss Weasley, you're late. Please sit down." Ms. Casein, the new Defense against the Dark Arts teacher waved Ginny towards a desk.
"I have already paired you with your partner. Lavender, I believe her name is." Ms. Casein smiled, and pointed to Lavender who was also smiling.
"Hey Ginny." Lavender whispered.
Ginny smiled. "Hey Lav."
"Now, today we will be doing the Puncharea spell. This spell is simple, considering the fact that it's your first week back. All you have to do is wave your wand three times to the left, and then scream the spell. I have supplied you all with rats. If the rat gets knocked out, you have done the spell correctly. Please, remember to aim! If you miss your target, the spell can be extremely dangerous to humans!" The teacher pointed a finger warningly, and then winked. "You may begin."
Ginny and Lavender laughed, as they knocked out every single one of their rats. When they were finished (which they were quite early) they both started talking.
"So, did I miss Ms. Casein's introduction? Did she say where she was from, and stuff like that?" Ginny asked Lavender trying to keep the conversation going.
"She was quite weird about it actually. All she said was that she came from somewhere far away. She said she was here for her sake, and that in some way Professor Dumbledore was doing her a favor." Lavender looked distant, as she tried to explain to Ginny.
"Maybe she's her to protect us, from something. Or maybe she's getting protected from something. I don't know? She seems nice. I hope her classes are inter--." Ginny couldn't finish her sentence because from the back of the classroom someone had yelled quite loudly.
"PUNCHAREA!" The person yelled, not realizing they were way off target.
Just then Ginny felt as if a lightning bolt had hit her, and pain surged through her body. And with that, everything went black.
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Ginny slowly opened her eyes to hear screaming.
"HE'S BACK! HE'S BACK!" People were running past Ginny, and she felt wind pass her face.
"Who's back?" Ginny stopped an old man, barely able to run. His eyes starred back up at her, and they were filled with terror.
The man kept running.
"I need to know who's back!" Ginny cried but no one would listen.
People fell down all around her, screaming, until they were dead. The sky was dark, and Ginny felt fear she had never felt before. She sunk to the ground, her knees sunk into the ground.
"Won't someone tell me who's back?" Ginny cried, fighting back tears.
"I am."
A cold whispery voice spoke, as Ginny stood up and turned around. It was like snakes, laughing in her ears as they slithered down her mouth and around her throat.
"No, you can't be back!" Ginny was looking straight at the thing she feared most. He had caused her so much pain.
"Ah, but I am." Voldemort laughed at Ginny, and she sunk to the ground screaming.
"STOP IT! STOP LAUGHING!" Ginny cried, tears now streaming down her face. But that only provoked him more.
He laughed, and Ginny saw images. She saw everyone she knew die before her eyes. All of them, Ron, Harry, George, Percy, Fred, Hermione, her dad, her mum.
"NO! STOP! LEAVE THEM ALONE! STOP LAUGHING!!" Ginny cried, her head now between her knees.
She cried even more as she saw everyone she knew die, before her eyes. She screamed, now on the verge of insanity, as He killed Malfoy. Malfoy?
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@uthors note: Once again I'm out of energy! GOD! I HATE SCHOOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'll scream it at the top of my lungs if I have to!! Stupid tests, homework, all that crap! Why can't I just live my life school free? It would save me so much needless stress... I'll try to update my story as well tom. That is. I've got Friday off, so I'm gonna try to write all day then. (THANK GOD IT'S GOOD FRIDAY! EASTER! Woohoo!) Go bunny's it's ur birthday, we're gonna party like it's your birthday. I gotta go... stupid science test.... Sry Misty of Athrogon, that story's gonna have to wait until tom. SRY!
I can tell the review button is just pleading to be clicked on.... :P