"- a ghost?" Said Nearly-Headless-Nick, "I don't honestly know Ginny, I don't know why not, but don't get your hopes up, I mean we all thought Harry- sorry- I didn't mean to- don't cry!"
"I thought maybe he would come back, even just long enough to say goodbye. He pr-pr-promised he would never leave, he said he couldn't- couldn't- couldn't… die" she said bleakly, "He was always there for me, when Ron 'left' he was there to comfort me. I remember…"
There was a sharp rap on the window, Ginny looked up to see Fawkes hovering outside the charms room window with a rolled up piece of parchment in his beak. She rushed over immediately- any sign from Dumbledore was important now that Voldemort was at his full power.
Fawkes swooped into the room and straight up to Professor Flitwick, dropped the parchment on his head, and flew back out the window. The professor skimmed the note and turned to face the class. His eye fixed on the redhead in the second row, "Ginny," he said in a claming sweak, "The headmaster wishes to see you in his office, the password is raspberry liquorice."
Ginny got up to exit, leaving her books on her desk. "Miss Weasley, I suggest you take your books with you."
"Yes Sir" she replied. A wave of panic engulfed her ' What had happened? What if someone was dead? What if everyone's dead? I'm scared. I don't know what to think…'
She was so deeply immersed in these thoughts that she walked headlong into a certain blonde 7th year. "Oh, sorry" said Ginny, without even looking up. She started to walk away when a strong but gentle hand held her back. Ginny looked up into a pair of steely grey eyes, except they seemed softer; gentler than she remembered.
"What's wrong?" Draco asked "None of your business Malfoy" hissed Ginny "Now if you would kindly remove your hand from my robes…" Draco raised an eyebrow and walked off.
Finally Ginny reached the statue that hid the entrance to Dumbledore's office. "Raspberry Liquorice" said Ginny. The statue moved aside slowly, even it seemed to be sad today, but Ginny paid no attention. She was too busy noticing that the stairs were moving downwards instead of up. 'oh well' she thought, 'it cant hurt.' With that she stepped on and closed her eyes.