I was feeling kinda dark, lol. This is a one-shot.
Ginny's point of view-
I think I've lost you, but I'm not sure.
I think you've left me, but I'm not sure.
I think you're gone, but I'm not sure.
I watch you walk out the door, hat on your head, and sad smile on your face.
I see you walking towards the street, only to find your fate somewhere else, away from me...
I spot you stop in the middle of the street, a drunk driver heading towards you, not noticing you stand there, staring at me.
I look at you hand, which is raised up to your head now, take off your hat and wave it.
You close your eyes, and the car hits you.
You fall forward; smashing your face against the hard concrete road under you, blood splashing everywhere, and few drops trickling down your face.
The ambulance rushes to you and puts you in through the back.
I stand there watching, mouth open in shock.
"Ron," I whisper.
Then I faint, thinking of your name.
Thinking of the fact that I could of prevented it all.
Now I've lost you, I am sure.