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ByEmO-pEaNuT-bUtTeR-cUp
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January 20th
Its ok Ginny no one saw you. They were all asleep, no one saw you go in there or
come out Ginny Weasley thought to herself as she scurried off back to her dorm.
Ginny Weasley was fed up. Fed up of the way she couldn't even look at a boy
without her dung head brother throwing a strop and forbidding her to date a guy
until she wasmarried. Its bad enough having a mother who thinks you're a 15 year old
slapper, but when your own brother thinks youre screwing his best mate in your
free periods that really does just take the bloomin biscuit.
It won't be long now she thought to herself again. She jumped into bed and pulled
the covers over herself. She wondered what kind of affects it would be making at
that moment, and whether or not he would be close to death by now. She hoped
silently that he would die quietly, as to not disturb any one and attract
attention to his dying self.
She didn't know if she could ever face Harry again after this. After all, they
were best friends. With Hermione it was different, they had discussed the matter
many times and decided maybe killing Ron off really was just for the best. But
then again, Hermione was under the influence of 13 glasses of fire whiskey and
some very strong magical equivalent of marijuana when she said it. But that
didn't matter now. It was done, and that was all that mattered.
She was glad she didn't have to see his face before she did it. As she didn't even
bother to pull back the curtains on his four poster. She just let it loose and
that was it. That was the last thing.
All of a sudden Ginny heard a scream. Her heart pounded in her chest. Everyone
around her was waking up and making their way sleepily out of the dorm to see
what all the commotion was.
"NO!"
Ginny heard a penetrating scream erupt from the boys dorms. Someone must have
found his lifeless body and was now mourning over the loss of Ronald Weasley.
But nothing could have prepared her for what she saw next.
Out of the dorm emerged a large figure carrying a smaller figure in their arms.
Ron was carrying...
-HARRY!
Oh my goodness Ron, what the hell happened? Ginny gasped, feeling sick arise in
her throat.
"He's dead Ginny! I found him, DEAD!" Suddenly, before any one could even attempt
to catch them, Ron was tumbling down the stairs. He must have slipped and as he
fell he banged his head sharply on the banister of the stair case.
He lay lifelessly by the bottom of the stairs. Everyone just staring at the two
best friends, the boy who lived and his mascot, in each others arms, both dead
as a door knob.
Of course this wasnt exactly what Ginny had intended, or what she had planned,
but then again, now both of them were dead.
Yep, life for Ginny Weasley was good.
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