I did a video on and decided to make a story out of it called Goodbye Ginny. This is a story about Ginny and Harry being in a happy relationship, but then Ginny died from a fight with death eaters. Hopefully it is good, and you can check out the video if yall want. Peace Out. Read and Review.
"Did
you know that those who appear to be very strong in heart, are
really
weak and most susceptible?"
Disclamier: Sorry don't own anything to go with Harry Potter!
Chapter One: Purple Tipped Roses
"Parting with a love one is one of the hardest things we will ever do in this world. It takes something from us, including a part of our hearts that we will never get back. To know that we may never be able to see her smile again, or hear her heart warming laugh, is one of the most tragic things in this cruel world. Only let's remember Ms. Ginerva Weasley as the beautiful headstrong girl who fought until the very end. I have asked one of her dear and closet friends to come and say a few words, Ms. Hermione Granger." The only sound in the Great Hall was the sound of people crying. Harry felt as if every emotion he had felt in the past was trying to explode from his body. He kept pushing the tears back, trying to be strong for Ron and Hermione. But truth be told, all he really wanted to do was scream. It didn't seem fair, that Harry had done all he could do to protect Ginny, but she still died.
"Ginny Weasley was the kind of person, who was so very easy to get along with. I don't know she had that certain spark about her personality that made her great to get along with. Ginny always seemed to have a smile on her face, and was always willing to help anyone no matter who they were. I asked, umm, Ginny once what she feared most and," Harry could tell that Hermione was trying hard not to cry, and so was everyone else, "and, umm, she said she feared for her family and friends. She feared that they wouldn't be able to do everything they had always wanted to do. Ginny was scared that they wouldn't think they were good enough, and give up on their dreams. She said if one ever tried to give up on any of their dreams, she would have to smack some common sense back into their heads. Then, after the attack at the hospital, Ginny was in the bed crying. I asked her if she was crying from the pain, and she said no. She said she was crying for the little boy who was sitting in the bed next to her. That was the kind of person Ginny Weasley was, the kind that cared more about a little boy she didn't even know, more than herself. I don't know about any of you, but, I'm proud to have had a friend like Ginny. So, let's remember not sad memories, but joyful memories of Ginny. The memories of a strong willed woman, and a great witch. Most importantly, let's remember what an amazing friend Ginny Weasley was. So, I wish to say, Thank you Ginny Weasley. I hope you are safe where ever you are. Thank you." With a wave of his wand, Dumbledore had slow music filling the room. Holding the tears back with all his might, Harry stood with the rest holding his rose tightly in his hands. Glancing around him, Harry saw Mr. Weasley holding Mrs. Weasley tightly in his arms. Next to them was Ron holding his moms hands. Suddenly, all the emotions Harry had been holding back, hit him right in the face. The walls seemed to be closing in, and it was making it harder to breath for Harry. Images and memories of Ginny came rushing through his mind, and Harry had to get away.
Turning, Harry started rushing to the back of the Great Hall. His body collided with other people, but, he was beyond caring at this point. The only thought in his head was to get away. Somewhere in the background, Harry heard Hermione calling his name, but ignored it. Making his way out of the Great Hall, Harry started running. He ran past the corridor where Ginny and he had shared their first kiss. Past the stairs where he had told her he loved her for the first time, and how she hadn't stopped crying. The emotional power of her memories, only made Harry run faster.
Harry finally burst through the doors, and into the cold ran. Breathing heavily, Harry leaned up against a giant pillar, and let the cold rain hit his face. Looking down, Harry noticed he still had the rose. It was red, with dark purple going on the edges of the petals. It was a charm that Ginny had showed him. Looking up, Harry started walking towards the lake. The sky was dark, and it matched the emotions Harry was feeling in his stomach. The cold rain started pour harder, and Harry hoped in the back of his mind that it would freeze his heart. Standing at the edge of the lake, a memory hit him.
Flashback/Memory
"If you say the charm, the edges of the rose will turn purple. It is the most beautiful thing in this world." Ginny said smiling. Harry watched as she demonstrated, but found that she was wrong. Ginny was the most beautiful thing in this world to him.
"Wow, I'll have to keep that charm in mind." Kissing her softly on the cheek, Harry laid back to look up at the clear sky. Ginny followed his actions, and rested her head on his shoulder.
"You know Harry; I've always wanted purple tipped roses at my wedding. To have them floating in the water, with the steams still of course. I know silly girl dreams." Harry watched her out of the corner of his eyes as she told him this.
"Who knows, maybe you'll get that at your wedding. Anything is possible." Harry watched as she smiled and yawned. Closing his eyes and smiling he let himself drift off into sleep, but not before he heard Ginny speak softly.
"I love you Harry."
End Flashback/Memory
Now Harry knew that Ginny would never get the roses at her wedding. Let a couple of tears fall, Harry walked into the lake. It was cold, but Harry didn't care. When the water was up to his stomach, Harry stopped. Looking at the rose one last time, Harry softly kissed it.
"I love you Ginny Weasley, and I always will." Softly, Harry placed the rose in the water. It didn't take it long to float away on the soft waves. Walking back up to shore, Harry felt the rain slack up just a little. Looking into the lake, Harry saw the rose floating away, and getting smaller. Clearing the tears from his face, Harry felt the wind pick up.
"Goodbye Ginny." Harry said on the wind, almost too soft for his own ears to hear. Turning, Harry walked back up to Hogwarts.
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