She cried every night. Asking Why? Why do I chose life? Until one spring day when an old friend yanked her to solitude, "Talk to me!" The red haired girl demanded, "You disappeared for a whole year. Is this because I'm dating Harry? Felicity please!"
"Ginny" She said calmly at first, "In case you have yet to notice. My life. IS A LITERAL HELL! My father DIED Last year! DIED! And then I get home and they take away my foster brother to a place where he is abused to death. They beat him to death Ginny. I haven't had time to mourn over the loss of a boyfriend because I have lost everything! I have nothing! I have no one anymore! Every night I have gone to bed and asked myself why I choose to live why I don't just sneak into the forbidden forest and kill myself! Ginny I'm living in hell and all of you left ME! I'm alone and scared and sad all the time. Ginny I don't care if you're dating Harry because I don't have the will power or the mental stability. I'm a time bomb Ginny just waiting to go off and lead me down the road of insanity. And every day I'm SCARED!" This was the first time she had spoken to her friend in a long while. Ginny held her as she sobbed, "I had no idea Felicity" She stroked her back, "I'm sorry." And she was, to be fair, honest in her not so eloquent words. She couldn't say anything else and so for a long while two friends held one another Felicity sobbed and Ginny cried. Both needed one another both needed help. Ginny needed a close friend, a companion, someone other than Harry's friends. Felicity needed a friend, someone to hold, the idea that maybe someone DID care, that there was a reason she lived still. But Felicity needed one more thing that Ginny had gladly given her. Hope.
