"I'm Just Me": A Ginny Weasley FanFic Book 1

Chapter 41

I am such a bad author, and I'm sorry about it. I've been stressing about school like every normal human being out there.

But I am sorry to say, updates will be slower then before because I put my studies first.

It's really important to me I get good grades, and last year, I wasn't very good about the good grades part. If you have read my bio, you know that I'm kind of depressed.

This story is one of the things that helped me sooooooo much and so has your support. So thank you guys for that. So if you've read all of this, you get a free dessert! What'll it be?
Now on to the story!!!!!

(TW:Suicidal thoughts)

if someone could enlighten me, does this book fall under Mature? Cause I so do not want it to be taken down.

Goddamnit. Why must everything be so difficult?

"Nothing Ronald."

"That is not nothing, Ginevra. You are so irresponsible. Your apparent favorite quill, which was so expensive by the way, you broke it. How could you be so careless?" Didn't know Ronald Weasley had the power to make me guilty.

"Ronald!" Hermione slapped his head.

"What Hermione? That thing was so important to us, and she goes ahead and breaks it. Yeah, it's so cheap, did you know?"

"This is why I say you have no brain cells. If you stopped screaming at our little sister for one second, you will see that she is bleeding. You will see that her quill is fixed. And you will know that she has been crying. Now enlighten me. When was the last time our little sister cried in front of us?" Fred sounded calm, but I could tell he was pretty angry.

"Um."

"Cho Chang, Harry's crazy ex, decided to brainwash Cora and break Ginny's quill. When Fred and I got in here, she was crying. She tried every spell in the book to fix this quill. That is how much it means to her." George looked like Fred, their angry expressions identical, but Fred looked way angrier.

"Gin. What-? I'm so-,"

I pushed past him before he finished his sentence, and walked out of the room and kept walking. I couldn't tell you where. My feet really do have lives of their own.

Hermione's POV
Ginny pushed past Ronald and stormed out. Honestly, Ron is thicker then Harry, and that's saying something.

"Ronald you are so tactless!" I cried.

"I'm sorry Hermione." He sighed.

"Wrong person." I gritted my teeth.

It's common knowledge that Ron and I's friendship probably wouldn't be anything without Harry. But I must admit, Ron is very cute. When he isn't stuffing his face, that is.

"Sorry Ginny. Wait she's not here." I face-palmed.

Ginny's POV
My feet carried me to the Astronomy Tower. I climbed up and sat at the edge of the railing, looking down at least 100 feet. The wind whistled a tune I didnt know. The birds chirped, making beautiful noises.

I sighed peacefully, wishing life was just always like this. Bright sunny days with the perfect breeze of wind here and there.

I wanted to stand. I wanted to stand and feel the wind, the freedom.

So I stood up on the railing, holding the wall next to me for support. I wonder if I could jump.

Jump and end it all. The pain, misery, the loss. All be taken away in a pinch. A snap. The wind rushing through my hair, before gravity caught up with me and it would be over.