A/N Sorry once again for this chapter taking so long. I'm aiming for a chapter a week, but who knows? Thanks for the reviews. Harry Potter's world is not mine.
Ginny woke up the next morning, and despite the startling events the night before, she had a strange sense of calm around her. She tried maneuvering around in the bed, but was slightly held back because of Ladon's comforting hand surrounding hers.
Not wanting to wake her savior up, she gently fell back into her sheets, thinking about all that had happened. However, soon she felt a light squeezing on her hand which signaled Ladon's awakening.
"Good morning," she murmured in his direction.
"Hey. How are you feeling?"
"Okay, I guess, considering, but he didn't get very far. He mostly just scared me mentally."
"Right. Do you want me to get you anything?"
"No, it's alright. I'll just get out and make something for breakfast, since you've already done so much."
"Okay," Ladon conceded.
A couple minutes later after Ginny had started breakfast in the kitchen, she heard Ladon enter.
"When do you want to leave for St. Mungo's?" asked Ladon.
"Actually, I just wanted to stay home. Like I said he didn't get very far and it's not like I need to go to St. Mungo's for a few bruises."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"Okay. But how 'bout I call the muggle police and report what happened? If you don't want to talk about it I can just say that you would like to remain anonymous, but wanted them to know."
"Alright."
Ginny heard Ladon shuffle out of the room and pick up the muggle phone she had installed in her house. She heard him mumble for a couple minutes as she set the table ad then finally heard him put down the receiver.
"They said that they'll file a report, but aren't too sure if they'll catch him because none of us saw his face."
"Fine."
Both of them sat down and began to eat their food in silence.
"I really miss them you know." Ginny quietly whispered.
"Who?" Ladon replied after swallowing, slightly surprised at her comment.
"My family."
Ginny continued while Ladon sat quietly, listening patiently to what Ginny desperately needed to say.
"I've been thinking what my family's reactions would have been."
"Is that why you've been quiet?"
"Yeah. I imagined what all my brothers would have said if they were still alâalive," Ginny added quietly.
"I could just envision my mother probably prone on the floor, having fainted and my father torn between helping her and reprimanding my brothers to stop hassling me," she said with a small smile lighting up her face.
"Ron, Charlie, and Bill would all probably be plotting to avenge my assailant and threatening to hypnotize me to see if my subconscious could remember any of my attacker's features. Percy would most likely being thinking about what to do systematically, while Fred and George sit in the corner of the living room thinking up new products that would be perfect to test on the monster. They would probably find a product that would turn the monster into a real one."
"I still find it hard to believe that their gone. I spent those months before I went back to work contemplating on what had happened. None of the answers that I thought of, of why they had to die seemed plausible in my mind."
"You know, you're the first person who I have actually told what happened to. Dumbledore and everyone else knows my family died and how but nothing really significant."
"Sometimes at night I still think about seeing everyone strewn on the floor. Everyone's life was just beginning to look up. My brothers had their children who were just beginning to learn how to really live and it was taken all away from them by some racist, purist Death Eaters. I remember my father lying on the floor. Mum and he had just celebrated their anniversary. I see him laying there, just laying their like the nothing that the Death Eaters saw him as. He told me not to go in, not to go in. Before he died right in front of me he told me that he was going to see the rest of them, but I didn't know what he meant. I do know." Ginny said tears sparkling in her eyes.
Ladon's arms wrapped around her as she continued, more tears springing from her eyes.
"On those nights when I would sit in my now perpetual dark, I would ask myself,
'Why did I listen to my father? Why didn't I go inside? If I went inside maybe I wouldn't be so alone. I could have helped.'
I kept wondering,
'Why am I still alive? Why didn't I die with my family? Why couldn't I see the rest of my family like my dad?'
The night after I went back to work, it began to get too overwhelming for me. There were too many "why's" adding up. So I decided to end my misery and finally see my family."
"I seriously thought about killing myself that night. I was standing their in front of my mirror in my bathroom, gazing into the endless black, holding my wand, about to "Avada" myself. That was one spell I knew I wouldn't miss. All the sudden I started reconsidering. I began to think of what once again my family would think if I took an easier way out.
'Would they really want me to see them in heaven so soon?'
I realized that even though they weren't here on Earth they were still with me somewhere. That's what has kept me strong."
And with that Ginny collapsed in Ladon's arms and cried.
Did you like it? It may have been a bit on the over-dramatic side but it kinda fits. Review please. I'll try to get the next chapter up in a week, but conditions beyond my control might inhibit that.