i'm in a currently mourning mood since myeditor and friend has decided to abandon me.
sorry for not updating in a while
i'm working up ideas for a new story
not a good excuse i know
i dont own hp or anything hp related
A crash was heard from above followed by a scream.
"Obviously trying to subdue her…" Voldemort mumbled angrily. The table laden with food in front of him was getting cold.
"She's being quite selfish really" he said standing up from his seat.
He strode briskly towards her bedroom. There were numerous vase fragments everywhere along with the shattered statue of an angel.
As he opened the doors to the master bedroom a glass smashed on the other side.
"Take one step closer and I'll fucking kill you and your wretched spawn" Ginny whispered viciously. He swung the door open despite this warning.
She held a knife against her dangerously thin wrist and small droplets of red littered the marble floor. Tears were streaming down her face while she stepped barefoot on the broken glass.
She was scared though.
Scared of dying.
He could see that, he had spent his whole life studying fear and how to inflict it
"Ginny, Ginny, Ginny stop playing these games they are really quite tiresome" he scolded, flicking his wand at the broken glass so it parted to one side.
She glared at him.
"I'm not fucking around!" growled Ginny while pressing the knife deeper still.
"From the rumours I hear you most certainly are" he said casually while examining the room. It seemed everything in the room was broken.
"Fuck off!"
"Might as well, nothing worth saving here" he said indifferently, "and oh before I leave, dinner is ready so come down and have something to eat before it gets cold" he said while departing from the room.
She stared as he closed the door before dropping the knife. She had just threatened to kill herself and his child. All he said was that dinner was getting cold before leaving. She stumbled back until she hit the cold marble wall and crippled against it.
Nobody was going to save her and that scared her.
