So since vocal is officially done taking over my life for the time being, I have finally written the last chapter of my book! It could have been two chapters, but I got sick of messing around, so here ya go! So sorry it took so dang long! Plz enjoy!! – tru-ehawk
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When Ginny woke up, she had woken up abruptly. She looked outside and saw it must have been the middle of the night. All of a sudden, she heard why she had woken up. There was a rustling sound near her door. Ginny bolted upright. She heard a slashing noise, and all of a sudden a white-hot pain shot through her chest. She screamed. Then everything went black.
Hermione woke to the sound of someone screaming. She quickly jumped out of bed, pulled on a robe, grabbed her wand, and bolted out the door. She ran towards where the scream had come from. When she thought she found the right door, her heart skipped a beat. It was Ginny Weasley's dorm room. She opened the door. Ginny's roommates were crowded around her. Hermione pushed them out of the way. When she saw Ginny's mangled body she screamed,
"GINNY!"
Chapter Three:
Can He Tell That I Can't Breathe
Harry had heard the scream all the way to his dormitory. The scream sounded familiar, but he wasn't quite sure. He grabbed his robe, and he saw that Ron had grabbed his own robe and was headed out the door. His face was drained of color, and he deep worry lines in his face.
"Do you know who that was?" Harry asked, rather confused. Ron said one word, and then bolted out the door,
"Ginny."
Harry raced to the door as fast as he could. He knew he wouldn't be able to get into the girl's dormitory because of the protective charm around the door to keep the boys out. As he came up to the door, he saw Professor McGonagall running up to the door as well, with a worried look on her face.
"Professor McGonagall! Wait!" Harry yelled after her. She did not turn back, however, she yelled over her shoulder,
"Keep up and follow me closely!" Harry sprinted to keep up with her. They both raced up the stone steps to the girls dormitory rooms, determined to keep Ginny from suffering from a horrible fate. Ron was several paces behind Harry, unable to keep up as well.
All of a sudden Harry heard and felt something inside of him. He felt a sudden surge of energy, like an extremely complicated puzzle had just been solved, he felt as though his soul was fused with another.
Harry…hurry. Harry…I need you to be here. I need you to tell me everything is going to be okay.
The voice inside Harry was soothing. It was familiar. Harry couldn't quite place it. It was too breathy to figure out. He had an idea, but it wasn't exactly who he wanted it to be.
Harry and the professor had reached Ginny's room, and they had proceeded to enter it. Almost the entire population of girls in Gryffindor were crowding Ginny.
"Girls! Girls! Please! In order to figure this out I want everyone…and I mean everyone…to clear out of this room except for Ginny's roommates, Hermione, Ron, and Harry. MOVE!"
The girls were hesitant at first, but soon enough they shuffled out of the room and back to their dormitory rooms. Harry, Ron, and Professor McGonagall were able to move forward to where Ginny was, Hermione's blood-stained hand clutching Ginny's.
Ginny was lying on the floor, covered in blood, a deep red knife lying next to her. Her eyes were closed and her head was tilted to one side, as though burying her face into Hermione's embrace. Her gorgeous, flowing red hair was thrown loosely around her pale face. She didn't seem to be moving.
There were several other people in the room, but Harry didn't seem to notice them. He walked over to Ginny lying there; he barely even noticed his feet touching the ground. He reached her side and dropped to his knees beside her. He took her other hand in his. It felt cold, like everything that once made it a part of Ginny was gone. He looked up into the tearful eyes of Hermione. She looked so pained at having witnessed what she just had. Ron knelt down behind her, resting his hands on her shoulders, unable to look at his sister, unable to comprehend what had happened.
Harry looked once more at Ginny. He put his face next to hers, a tear falling on her cheek. He whispered in her ear for several seconds then turned away to hide his face before he broke down. He could hear McGonagall shouting orders about apprehending Malfoy for having done this, girls crying in the background, people shuffling about, and Dumbledore saying something about contacting the rest of the Weasleys. Harry didn't care about it anymore. All he knew was someone had taken something precious from him, and he wanted justice done.
The blood began to boil in his veins. He started to get up when he felt a slight grip on his hand. He looked down to see Ginny's eyes fluttering. She was breathing erratically, but she turned slightly towards Harry and was trying to mouth something.
"Ha…di…me…t…"
"Ginny," Harry was at a loss for words, for he thought he had lost her. Hermione and Ron were ecstatic about what was going on; Harry couldn't hear them properly, but he could tell by the sound in their voice.
"Ginny, speak up," Harry told Ginny. He bent down towards her face to hear her better. "Ginny, I can't hear you."
"Harry," she whispered, "did you mean it? Did you mean what you said?"
"Yes," Harry replied simply. "I meant it. I love you. I've always loved you. I was just too proud to admit it. I didn't want you to get hurt."
Ginny chuckled. "Too late."
Harry laughed. He slid his arms around Ginny and pulled her into a gentle hug. He pulled away to stare at her gentle face. He bent forward slightly, placing a light kiss on Ginny's warming lips. A smile crept on her face, and Harry felt, for the first time, he knew, really knew, what was going to happen in the future.
Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see
That I want and
I'm needing everything that we should be
I'll bet she's beautiful,
that girl he talks about
And she's got everything that I have to
live without
Drew talks to me, I laugh cause it's so damn funny
That I
can't even see anyone when he's with me
He says he's so in love,
he's finally got it right,
I wonder if he knows he's all I think
about at night
He's the reason for the teardrops on my
guitar
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's
the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do
Drew walks by me, can he tell that I can't breathe?
And there
he goes, so perfectly,
The kind of flawless I wish I could
be
She'd better hold him tight, give him all her love
Look in
those beautiful eyes and know she's lucky cause
He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only thing
that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song in the car I
keep singing, don't know why I do
So I drive home alone, as I turn out the light
I'll put his
picture down and maybe
Get some sleep tonight
He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only one
who's got enough of me to break my heart
He's the song in the car
I keep singing, don't know why I do
He's the time taken up, but
there's never enough
And he's all that I need to fall into..
Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see.