Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter characters or anything...god...shut up...
A/n: this chapter contains suicide...if you are insulted skip to summery at bottom. Thank you dears. I will make a mark dealy when it comes to that part and when it ends ï
Hermione Granger woke up late on Friday morning; well to her it was late. It was around 9 in the morning. She grumbled in her sleep as the sunlight poured into her room. She sighed and stretched in her warm, comfy, white, queen sized bed. She swung her legs over the edge of the bed and sat for a second adjusting to the light. She slowly opened her eyes a little more and looked around. Her room was a light plum color and she had dark dressers and a dark hard wood floor. She walked over to one of the dressers and pulled out a pair of dark jeans and a plain black t-shirt. She walked over to the linen closet right by her adjoining bathroom and pulled out a fluffy towel. She walked into the bathroom and took a quick shower and got dressed. Then she put some gel in her hair so it wasn't bushy, but curly.
Hermione walked across her room grabbing some socks and shoes and went into Ron's room, right across from hers. She opened the door and peeked in. Ron was lying on his stomach, slightly drooling, and snoring. Hermione smiled to herself. Ron wouldn't be like that for too long.
"RON GET UPPP!!!!"
"Ughhhh...Hermione?...c'mon...lemme sleep..."
"No no no!!! I'm making breakfast and you get to helllppp!!"
"FOOD?! Okay...just because I get to eat..."
Hermione laughed to herself while Ron found some clothes and quickly changed. They headed down the hall and walked past Ginny's door. It was closed, usual, as Ginny slept with her door closed, but it was late for Ginny, she woke up at around 5 each morning, and it was already 9. Ron looked quizzically at Hermione. Hermione shrugged her shoulders.
"GIN!!" Ron screamed pounding on the door, "GIN GET UP!!!"
No answer
"GIN?? ARE YOU IN THERE?!!"
Still no answer. This time Ron opened the door. Hermione stifled back a scream and Ron stood there his mouth agape. All that was in the room was Ginny's furniture, her wand, books, and a very, very bloody bed. 'What the hell...' was going through both of their minds.
"I'm going to get my parents"
Harry woke up to the sound of yelling. 'God damn it Ron...what can you be yelling about this early...' Harry sat up and rubbed his eyes looking for his glasses on his nightstand. All of a sudden, the memories of the previous night came pouring into his mind and he froze. 'Did I really do that? How could I have done that?'
He quickly jumped out of bed and found a white t-shirt and a pair of jeans and ran out of his room. He saw a crying Hermione sitting on the floor in the hallway with her knees brought to her chest.
"Hermione?! What happened?!"
"We can't find Gin anywhere" Hermione managed to get out between sobs.
"Oh...I have to go... take a shower..."
"Okay..."
A/n: SUICIDE PART SKIP SECTION IF OFFENDED!!!
Harry ran into his room. He sat on the bed. He pulled out a piece of parchment, a quill, and a bottle of ink. 'Okay...just write what you are thinking...'
"Dear person who finds this,
This is hard for me to do, leave you all, but I had to. I woke up and found Hermione crying on the floor about Ginny. She is the reason I'm doing this, well actually I'm the reason I'm doing this. You are all looking for her, probably you still are. It's my entire fault she's gone. This is hard for me to say, but last night I raped and killed her. I don't know what came over me and it was all for some stupid ass reason, too. When I saw Hermione crying in the hallway I realized that because I took her life when she didn't deserve it, I had to take mine, because I do deserve it, God I deserve it. Well, I'll tell you where she is buried. I buried her right about in the middle of the forest. There should be a rose on her grave. I really did love her...but she didn't love me anymore. I'm such an asshole and idiot and that is why I have to do this. I'm forever sorry about Ginny. I doubt you'll miss me after this; I wouldn't miss me if I were you. I wish I could go back in time and take this all back, but we all know how hard that would be. You'll never know how sorry I am.
I'm sorry,
Love,
Harry Potter"
With that he folded the paper and put it on the floor right by his door. He walked into his bathroom with tears falling down his face. He grabbed the same knife he used on Gin the night before and sat down on the vanity. He pressed it to the skin on his wrist. He took a deep breath and pushed it down harder and pulled the blade of the knife up his arm. He quickly did the same to the other arm. Soon, Harry Potter, savior of the wizarding world, lie dead on the floor of the Weasley's bathroom.
A/n: SUICIDE OVERRRRR!!!
Arthur and Molly Weasley ran up the stairs. Where was their daughter? Where was Harry? Ron and Hermione where sitting on the floor of the hallway by Harry's room with a piece of parchment in their hands. Hermione was shaking uncontrollably and Ron was staring blankly at the wall. The Weasley parents ran over to them asking what happened. Ron put his arm out with the parchment in it while the parents read it over.
Dear person who finds this,
This is hard for me to do, leave you all, but I had to. I woke up and found Hermione crying on the floor about Ginny. She is the reason I'm doing this, well actually I'm the reason I'm doing this. You are all looking for her, probably you still are. It's my entire fault she's gone. This is hard for me to say, but last night I raped and killed her. I don't know what came over me and it was all for some stupid ass reason, too. When I saw Hermione crying in the hallway I realized that because I took her life when she didn't deserve it, I had to take mine, because I do deserve it, God I deserve it. Well, I'll tell you where she is buried. I buried her right about in the middle of the forest. There should be a rose on her grave. I really did love her...but she didn't love me anymore. I'm such an asshole and idiot and that is why I have to do this. I'm forever sorry about Ginny. I doubt you'll miss me after this; I wouldn't miss me if I were you. I wish I could go back in time and take this all back, but we all know how hard that would be. You'll never know how sorry I am.
I'm sorry,
Love,
Harry Potter
Panic rose in Molly and Arthur's chests. Molly was sobbing at the loss of her daughter and how she had to die and, surprisingly, she was sad Harry was dead, too. It was like 2 family members died. Arthur pushed the door open and looked around. He didn't see Harry's body. Then his eyes landed on the bathroom door. He walked over to it and pushed it open. There they all saw Harry lying on the floor of the bathroom with fresh cuts up and down his arms with blood puddle-ing around him. Arthur ran over to him. He looked for a pulse. There was none.
"He's dead..."
A/n: okay so Harry killed himself cuz he felt reallllyyy guilty. Hmmm....I made the first two chapters today and I'm really tired. Its 3:10 am here. Whoa...well I should be getting to bed. Okay...it was morbid. This adds to the pain Hermione will be feeling that will , in turn, lead her to our Draco. Reviews would be veryyyy appreciated. Thank you!!
Love
Alyssa