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Chapter 16 – The Message
The day arrived. Harry put on his red and gold Qudditch robes and walked slowly down to the Room of Requirement. The room now was a temporary room to store Ginny's casket before the service today.
In the room, Harry saw all the other pallbearers for the service. Besides the Weasley twins, Ron and Hermione, there was also the 3 previous Gryffindor captains, Oliver Wood, Angelina Johnson and last year's captain Katie Bell.
"Hey Oliver," Harry said, trying to break the deathly silence in the room.
Oliver just smiled back. The whole room was quiet. Everyone seemed like they lost their voice or something,
The door creaked open and Professor McGonagall stepped into the room, holding a huge Gryffindor flag and something else. She draped the flag over the casket and handed Harry the other thing she was holding. Harry looked at it.
"Do a good job, Mr Potter." McGonagall said as she walked out of the room.
"Its yesterday's Prophet!" Hermione exclaimed.
Harry smiled. He knew exactly what McGonagall wanted him to say. "Maybe she's better than Trelawney." he thought.
The huge door of the Great Hall opened and the eight of them came into view. As they carried the flag-draped casket into the small podium at the front of the hall, Harry could see the emotion on the faces of everyone present. Harry saw the Weasley family sitting right at the front, with Bill and Charlie trying to comfort their mother. Harry also saw his fellow Gryffindor 7th years with stunned looks on their faces, like when they were for the past few days. The bright flash of the camera meant one thing, Rita Skeeter, mortal enemy of Hermione, was covering the event for the Daily Prophet. It meant that Harry could not try anything that might damage his already poor image with the Ministry.
The service dragged on and Harry was getting quite bored. "I think I should get a bit of shut-eye." Harry thought and closed his eyes.
"Wake up!" Ron said as he shook Harry. "It's your turn to speak!"
Harry groggily rubbed his eyes as Dumbledore finished his speech.
"Now we will like to invite our Head Boy, Mr Harry Potter, to say a few words." McGonagall said.
"Make us proud." Hermione whispered as Harry walked up onto the podium, holding the newspaper McGonagall gave him just now.
As Harry took the short walk to the podium, he turned his head. Rita Skeeter was preparing her camera and Quick-Quotes Quill. The Weasleys had focused their eyes on him. Harry could have sworn that he saw Professor McGonagall wink at him. Once Harry stood on the podium, another flash of the camera appeared.
"Good morning, everyone," Harry started nervously, "I come up here and speak not as Head Boy, but as your friend, and a student of this school."
"Ginny was a good student, a cheerful girl and an excellent Chaser for the Gryffindor team. Everyone knew her as someone who would crack us all up."
Short laughter sounded throughout the Hall and Harry felt his confidence boosted.
"But, human life is always so vulnerable, and Ginny has left us prematurely. But that's not my point today." Harry picked up the newspaper.
"I suppose most of you have read yesterday's article in the Daily Prophet. It says that Ginny died in an accident. But may I ask what accident was it?"
A loud murmur rang through the room. Harry took a look at Rita Skeeter, whose face had turned slightly pink.
"Let me ask you all a question. If someone told you that your kids just died due to an accident, but no one knows what accident was it, how would you feel?"
Many people started talking to each other, creating a loud noise. Harry turned to look and Ron, who gave him a thumbs-up to him.
"Let me ask another question. What if you saw your kids getting murdered, but it was published as though it was an accident that killed him, how would you feel?"
Everyone was thrown into a frenzy as they started to discuss among themselves.
"So, judging by everyone's response, this article must be talking gibberish." Harry took the paper and tore it to little bits, giving a look of triumph to Rita Skeeter at the same time.
"What you read was a load of crap. Ginny was murdered by Voldermort."
That word sent shockwaves through the whole Hall and everyone looked like they had seen a ghost.
"You may choose not to believe me, that is your own opinion. Ginny was murdered. I saw it with my own two eyes. Ginny was a nice, cheerful person who was taken from us by another person. How do you think she would feel if everyone thought that she died in an accident? This was no accident. Voldermort's back. If you'll don't believe it, there was the Triwizard tournament 4 years ago, where Cedric Diggory was killed. Voldermort has already taken two students from this school, who wants to be his next victim? The Ministry should stop ignoring the fact and do something! If not, God knows how many innocent people will die like Ginny? I leave you with that thought."
No one knew how to response. Harry knew that he just destroyed his relationship with the Ministry, but deep down something told him that he must not let Ginny die with a grievance.
Dumbledore started clapping. The Weasleys also stood up and clapped. The whole Gryffindor table started cheering wildly. Soon, all the students stood up and clapped. Soon, chants of "Harry, Harry" rang round the Hall.
As Harry walked past the casket of Ginny, he swore he saw Ginny smile at him, on last time...
Thanks for all the nice reviews! Pls continue to R&R...
Chapter 16 – The Message
The day arrived. Harry put on his red and gold Qudditch robes and walked slowly down to the Room of Requirement. The room now was a temporary room to store Ginny's casket before the service today.
In the room, Harry saw all the other pallbearers for the service. Besides the Weasley twins, Ron and Hermione, there was also the 3 previous Gryffindor captains, Oliver Wood, Angelina Johnson and last year's captain Katie Bell.
"Hey Oliver," Harry said, trying to break the deathly silence in the room.
Oliver just smiled back. The whole room was quiet. Everyone seemed like they lost their voice or something,
The door creaked open and Professor McGonagall stepped into the room, holding a huge Gryffindor flag and something else. She draped the flag over the casket and handed Harry the other thing she was holding. Harry looked at it.
"Do a good job, Mr Potter." McGonagall said as she walked out of the room.
"Its yesterday's Prophet!" Hermione exclaimed.
Harry smiled. He knew exactly what McGonagall wanted him to say. "Maybe she's better than Trelawney." he thought.
The huge door of the Great Hall opened and the eight of them came into view. As they carried the flag-draped casket into the small podium at the front of the hall, Harry could see the emotion on the faces of everyone present. Harry saw the Weasley family sitting right at the front, with Bill and Charlie trying to comfort their mother. Harry also saw his fellow Gryffindor 7th years with stunned looks on their faces, like when they were for the past few days. The bright flash of the camera meant one thing, Rita Skeeter, mortal enemy of Hermione, was covering the event for the Daily Prophet. It meant that Harry could not try anything that might damage his already poor image with the Ministry.
The service dragged on and Harry was getting quite bored. "I think I should get a bit of shut-eye." Harry thought and closed his eyes.
"Wake up!" Ron said as he shook Harry. "It's your turn to speak!"
Harry groggily rubbed his eyes as Dumbledore finished his speech.
"Now we will like to invite our Head Boy, Mr Harry Potter, to say a few words." McGonagall said.
"Make us proud." Hermione whispered as Harry walked up onto the podium, holding the newspaper McGonagall gave him just now.
As Harry took the short walk to the podium, he turned his head. Rita Skeeter was preparing her camera and Quick-Quotes Quill. The Weasleys had focused their eyes on him. Harry could have sworn that he saw Professor McGonagall wink at him. Once Harry stood on the podium, another flash of the camera appeared.
"Good morning, everyone," Harry started nervously, "I come up here and speak not as Head Boy, but as your friend, and a student of this school."
"Ginny was a good student, a cheerful girl and an excellent Chaser for the Gryffindor team. Everyone knew her as someone who would crack us all up."
Short laughter sounded throughout the Hall and Harry felt his confidence boosted.
"But, human life is always so vulnerable, and Ginny has left us prematurely. But that's not my point today." Harry picked up the newspaper.
"I suppose most of you have read yesterday's article in the Daily Prophet. It says that Ginny died in an accident. But may I ask what accident was it?"
A loud murmur rang through the room. Harry took a look at Rita Skeeter, whose face had turned slightly pink.
"Let me ask you all a question. If someone told you that your kids just died due to an accident, but no one knows what accident was it, how would you feel?"
Many people started talking to each other, creating a loud noise. Harry turned to look and Ron, who gave him a thumbs-up to him.
"Let me ask another question. What if you saw your kids getting murdered, but it was published as though it was an accident that killed him, how would you feel?"
Everyone was thrown into a frenzy as they started to discuss among themselves.
"So, judging by everyone's response, this article must be talking gibberish." Harry took the paper and tore it to little bits, giving a look of triumph to Rita Skeeter at the same time.
"What you read was a load of crap. Ginny was murdered by Voldermort."
That word sent shockwaves through the whole Hall and everyone looked like they had seen a ghost.
"You may choose not to believe me, that is your own opinion. Ginny was murdered. I saw it with my own two eyes. Ginny was a nice, cheerful person who was taken from us by another person. How do you think she would feel if everyone thought that she died in an accident? This was no accident. Voldermort's back. If you'll don't believe it, there was the Triwizard tournament 4 years ago, where Cedric Diggory was killed. Voldermort has already taken two students from this school, who wants to be his next victim? The Ministry should stop ignoring the fact and do something! If not, God knows how many innocent people will die like Ginny? I leave you with that thought."
No one knew how to response. Harry knew that he just destroyed his relationship with the Ministry, but deep down something told him that he must not let Ginny die with a grievance.
Dumbledore started clapping. The Weasleys also stood up and clapped. The whole Gryffindor table started cheering wildly. Soon, all the students stood up and clapped. Soon, chants of "Harry, Harry" rang round the Hall.
As Harry walked past the casket of Ginny, he swore he saw Ginny smile at him, on last time...
Thanks for all the nice reviews! Pls continue to R&R...