.......I would have told her Loved her sooner.
All day I had been debating on weather I should tell her or not.
"Oh come on Harry. Pull yourself together its just Ginny."I keep telling myself.But then she has not been like Ginny ever since he died.
Oh I loved her. Everything about her made me smile. Her beautiful red hair that rained down her back like a volcano loosing its lava. The way her eyes sparkled with happiness everytime she looked at me. God she was perfect.
I knew I needed to tell her before she left the burrow and went away to work as a witch reporter. That was it, I was going to tell her.
I walked up to her room and took in a deep breath. Just when I was about to knock I heard something hit the floor. Panic over took me and I opened the door. Then there was the sight that will haunt my nightmares for the rest of my life.
Ginny was knelling at the end of her bed with blood pouring out of her vains. I yelled the first thing that came to my mind. She responded by calling me Draco. I walked closer to her and took her in my arms but she pulled out.
I had to tell her. She needed to know that I loved her so I did it.
"Why are you doing this? I love you!!! I have always loved you!!" I said. She stopped moving. I wasn�t sure if it was because of what I had said or because she was dying. Then she cried a "sorry" and left me.
I sat there hoping if I didn�t move she would come back. But no she was selfish and left me in the world to be alone while she was relieved of all her pain. My seances started to come back to me and I realized I was crying. Looking around her room my eyes feel on a piece of parchment with a black rose on her bed.
"But she always hated roses?" I tough.
Getting up and walking over to the paper I started to feel sick. As I tried to pick the piece of paper up it slipped out of my grasp. My hands where to slippery from the blood that covered them. I started to cry harder.
"You wont even give me the right to read your suicide note."I screamed at the air. Grabbing it back fearcly, I began to read it.
Dear Unfair World,
I am devastated to tell you that I can no longer stand on your soil, for your sea of blood has washed me away.
So short my time was, but yet filled with tragedy and punishment. You made it so I could never overcome your dictation. Everytime I would begin to crawl to the top of happiness you would strike my body with lighting.
You punish with inpunity weather you know it or not. But I will no longer let you have fun at my expense, for I would rather died a horrible poisonous death then to wander the world alone.
Virgina
The letter fell out of my hand but this time I made no effort to stop it. Her words "I would rather died a horrible poisonous death then to wander the world alone." Rang in my ears. I was enraged with anger. If she could get out so easy then why shouldn�t I? Why does she get to leave the world and spend the rest of her life in heaven while I stay behind and be alone rotting in hell? Well it wasn�t going to be that simple for her, not if I could help it. I loved her to much to live my life without her. But what I was going to use was unclear. Maybe I could "Adava Kedavra" myself1 No that would be like betraying my parents. They died of that not because they wanted to but because they were killed. But at least they died together. They left me here too. Left me to be in the world alone but then I found Ginny and she gave me hope. But know she had left me to but this time I wasn�t going to stay.
Setting back down next to her life deprived body I noticed the razor she used. Picking it up my blood ran cold. It had the initials "HP" on it. It was my old Hogwarts razor. But it went missing the last day of my 4th year, and yet it had no rust on it. It looked as if it was just bought. Brand new you might even say. Brand new, yes thats what it is. This razor had already gave Ginny a new life and was going to give me one.
Without another second to lose, I wiped the blade acrossed my wrist. It was very painful, I wont lie to you but it was also relieving. With what little strength I had left I took my wand and wrote " Harry" under Ginny�s name. There was on need to write my own letter for Ginny�s said everything. I then tossed my wand aside and cradled Ginny like a baby. Our blood mixed to make a rich purple almost.
As I laided there I felt a smile play upon my lips. I suddenly wandered what would happen when people relised that the great Harry Potter wouldn�t be around to defeat the dark lord. Even tough I had promised Ginny that I would after he killed Malfoy but ....people break promises all the time. Why shouldn�t I?
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