Chapter 1 : To noble for his own good
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“The moment you think of giving up, remember the reason you held on so long.”
When you have seconds to decide what spell to use when a curse is rushing towards you, that’s when you’ve got to think quickly and sensibly. Harry was right when he said that there is no time for mistakes when you’re seconds away from death. I realize that now, coming face to face with it.
I quickly cast a shield charm, praying that whatever had just been sent my way was not one of the three Unforgivables.
When the curse was blocked, I sent a body binding curse at the death eater I was dueling with. He was caught off guard and I heard the crash as he fell, but I didn’t dare look back. Once they were down, I left the scene and attacked another. .
Lavender Brown knocked into me, pushing me to the floor. There was no time for apologies; it was straight back up again and running for your life.
“Ginny!” Hannah called, blocking a spell that was about to hit me because of the distraction.
“Where are Neville and Luna?” I drag her into a shadowy corner, concealing us so we wouldn’t be seen.
“I don’t know. I was about to ask you that,” she replied, wildly looking around; her eyes taking in the surroundings and flinching whenever a loud noise erupted.
She was frightened and I just wanted to hug her for it, but now wasn’t the time.
“Ginny, if we don’t make it out of this, I just want you to know that I’m grateful for all you’ve done this year for me. You’ve been a great friend,” she said, her eyes fogging up.
“Nothing’s going to happen.”
“You don’t know that!” She snapped back.
She got her wand at the ready and before I could even respond, she had disappeared. I was alone again, as usual.
I took a steady breath and sighed, then got up and rejoined the battle.
I sprinted across the transfiguration courtyard where the battle hadn’t really hit yet. There were a few Death Eaters there, which I flicked my wand at and smashed into the wall. Sometimes with such force, bits would collapse.
I was dodging Professor McGonagall. If she knew I was fighting I’d be instantly sent back to the Room of Requirement, and that is the last place I wanted to be right now.
My excuse to participate in the fighting was the need to know that my family was safe. That, of course, was a lie. A very poorly told lie, considering it was practically impossible to recognize anyone when fighting, even with blazing red hair like ours.
I just wanted to be in the action, fighting like my brothers and parents, and for once not being classed as the little kid. I wanted to prove to Harry that I was capable of being brave; that I was capable of being strong. I needed to prove that to him.
The wall exploded next to me, causing odd bricks to fly every which way. Goodness knows how the walls actually break. Maybe they just hate me and feel the need to smash into pieces every time I go near them.
Glass from one of the windows cut into my arm.
“Damn it!” I exclaim, pulling it out and applying pressure to my arm. I have no idea if that’s what you’re meant to do or not. I never really paid attention when my mum was teaching me medical stuff.
“What are you doing here, Gin?” Neville was at my side pulling me up and shifting some bricks aside.
There was no sight of Death Eaters in the corridor, so we were in no immediate danger. I could still hear the echoes of spells being screamed and their light reflecting from every window.
“What does it look like?” I snapped at him, still holding pressure onto my arm. “A bloody wall just collapsed on me!”
* “Uh...we’ll, er I’ll find you…a…um…bandage?,” Neville muttered, looking around for any sign of help.
“Oh and where are you going to get that from?” I erupted sarcastically; my wound stinging. I know I shouldn’t get mad, but I couldn’t help it. I needed to take my anger out on someone.
“Oh, yeah…I’ll…” His eyes were pleading with the air to find him something that could help him.
“How about your wand,” I said, as though it was the most obvious thing in the world.
I stared down at my hand, slowly shaking my head but silently laughing as Neville panicked. My wand was somewhere in the rubble. I must have dropped it from the impact of the fall.
He pointed his own wand at my arm which was throbbing dangerously. It was so numb and flaccid, I felt like it would fall off any second, now.
“Neville, where is Luna?” I asked trying to distract myself from the stinging pain I felt.
“Um…I don’t know. I lost her in the crowd. Uh, Ginny? I don’t know the spell.” Sweat was running down his forehead and I wanted to laugh at him.
“Luna knows it,” I wince, now rocking back and forth desperately trying to divert the distress I was feeling.
“Shall I got get her, then?” He looked around while suggesting this.
“That would be a good idea.”
“Okay, I’ll go. Just…stay here out of trouble, okay?”
He ran off in the opposite direction while I moved odd bits of rubble around trying to find my wand. I was praying it wasn’t snapped in half because that might have just been the end of my life.
The odd bricks that I was sitting on kept on pricking my bum, so I wriggled, trying to get comfortable. This only caused me more discomfort.
It took about five minutes to gather Luna, who in her own words was “getting wrackspurts to attack the Death Eaters, although they all fled because of the action.”
She grabbed my arm straight away and uttered an incantation that I was completely unable to remember. I immediately got up; thankful to be off the dangerous floor which I’m sure had given me some nasty scratches on my bum.
“Your mum’s looking for you, you know? She knows that you left the Room of Requirement without permission. Perhaps she has a strange signal to know where you are all of the time…mums are clever like that,” Luna announced in her dreamy voice. “She asked me to tell you to go to the Great Hall as soon as possible. She looked extremely grave, actually.”
I didn’t have time to dwell on the matter for too long because, quite suddenly, a cold voice interrupted my thoughts, giving me chills. He seemed too close, so much so that I almost thought we was with us in the corridor. I turned and pierced every object in the corridor with my gaze, just to make sure he wasn’t actually there.
That’s when I realized he was speaking to everyone; to Hogwarts as a whole.
“You have fought valiantly. Lord Voldemort knows how to value bravery,” the icy voice hissed, sending the hairs on the back of my neck to stand on end.
I tried to block out his voice, but when Harry’s name was mentioned I couldn’t ignore it any longer.
“Harry Potter, I am now speaking directly to you. You have permitted your friends to die for you rather than face me yourself.” I shook my head, trembling a little. I know what he’s going to say. I know it, I just know. “I shall wait for one hour in the Forbidden Forest. If, at the end of that hour, you have not come to me, not given yourself up, then the battle shall recommence.”
I was shaking. The thought of Harry dying was unbearable to me.
Hogwarts went quiet. I probably would have been able to hear a pin drop from the other side of the castle, if I listened carefully. No one spoke. The silence was deafening
I knew I had to find Harry. I knew he would leave. He was too damn noble and I wasn’t about to let that happen. I had to find him; tell him I loved him and that he needed to fight until the end. That’s what heroes do! They don’t give themselves up!
I would rather die myself than watch Harry die. I’d give myself up if it would save him and I wasn’t about to let that happen. Not now, not ever.
Yay another edit to this chapter because the amazing lovely. Slytherin has offered to do a beta reading for me, and her help is incredible so thank you so, so much :D
Voldemort speech is owned by Jk Rowling, pg 529 of deathly hallows
p.s. I am planning on doing Ginny’s whole year at Hogwarts without Harry. I just started it here because I wanted to throw you into the action straight away
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