Title: Home
Chapter Title: Too Bad
Summary: She watched her walk across the stage, her heart plummeting. She would never see her again, she thought to herself. That is until she see's her seven years later in the most unexpected place. GWHG
Warnings: Underage drinking, semi-emo story line, and sex.
Author's Notes: A few Nickelback lyrics. I finally found the plot for this story. And please, I beg of you to continue reviewing. It keeps me writing, even if the chapter's come later, rather than sooner. I apologize, everybody. I've been busy lately trying to keep my grades up and practice flute too.
You left without saying goodbye
although I'm sure you tried
you called the house from time to time
to make sure we're alive.
But you weren't there
right when I needed you the most
And now I dream about it
and how it's so bad, so bad
"Too Bad" By Nickelback
Chapter Three- Too Bad
Ginny stumbled to her feet, holding her head as the world spun around her. She growled vicously, sending a glare to her brother. Gripping her head, she looked up at the fire escape with a determined face, before latching onto the bottom most part and swinging her feet high up. She locked them on the first level of the escape, and gripped the rusting metal tightly.
"Baby sister, where you going?" Ron mocked her from below, folding his arms and looking quite amused at her predicament. His face was pale and transparent. To her shock, she could see the filth on the street straight through him. She gaped at the sight and finally stood on the first level of the fire escape, looking below. Her eyes were filled with defiance that she would not speak to her dead brother.
His expression changed suddenly, and he seemed to look mournful now, his eyes blinking innocently. "I died, Ginny." The voice was hoarse and raspy, as though he would start sobbing at any moment. But he wouldn't cry. Because Ron never cried.
And then he was gone. His body evanescenced before her. His frown faded into the night air. Ginny gasped and dropped to her knees on the fire escape, which swayed dangerously from her weight. Her pants and shirt were soaked with water that fell from the sky like an icy reminder of her newest revelation. She stared up at the cloudy sky, tears mixing with the droplets of rain that continued to drop upon her.
Then her phone rang, jerking her from her cries. She stood up, looking around her. Remembering where she was, she rushed up the next flight of stairs that awaited her, until the window came into view. She could hear the small black telephone ringing from outside the glass, and threw the window open, quickly stumbling inside.
"Yes?" Ginny was out of breath as she answered. There was a silence on the other end, a sort of pause that came before tragic news. She had only expeirenced this once, right before she was informed that Ron had been murdered. And now, she feared what the news would be.
"Who is this?" She asked again, running a hand through her tangled hair. Her mind rushed with thoughts of Hermione, and what might have happened. She thought her heart was going to beat out of her chest as she waited in anticipation.
"Is this Ginny Weasley?" The voice was sharp, and direct. It held a tone of ice that clipped her from her thoughts. Ginny blinked, and tightened her fist, trying to stay calm.
"Yes, this is she." She replied, sitting down. She started to unbuckle her boots, but stopped as the next sentence slipped from the caller's mouth.
"Miss Hermione Granger was hospitalized today for-" Ginny dropped the phone, not bothering to listen to anymore of it. She ran, throwing the door to her apartment open, and rushing down the stairs. Her recklessness didn't matter, it was the voice inside of her that told her to get to the hospital now.
There were heads that poked out of their doors, watching the red head hurtle by them. They shook their heads, glancing at each other, before slamming their doors shut angrily.
Up in Ginny's room, she hadn't heard the rest of the sentence. The same icy tone continued, "An attempted suicide." The caller let a deep breath right before silence followed. The phone clipped off on the end, and a dial tone rung throughout the empty apartment.
(A/N: It's short, I know. I will update tomorrow, I hope with a further explaination of what happened then. I found the plot to this story again, so the next chapters will introduce that, and hopefully you will enjoy it. Hermione/Ginny romance won't come for a while. You'll have to wait it out, but I just hope I don't those of you that are reviewing.)