It was your first day of hog warts, you were in the 4th year of Hogwarts. Your only true love, Voldemort, wasn't there for you and was completely hated by everyone around you. Little does anyone know what will happen to them if they say anything... They will perish. You missed Voldemort so much because he is your boyfriend after all. You wanted to punch everyone around you and kill Harry Potter. He is worthless and should have died by the mighty strength of Voldemort. Everyone and everything around you made your day so terrible. The lack of your love and the littlest of things annoyed you. You wanted to break everything and rip it into tiny pieces. One afternoon in 5th year you had a realization. Something so big that you won't be able to forget it for the rest of your life. A devastating realization. One that will change your whole life forever.
"So what are you going to do?"Harry asked you on the next break after you returned to your friends."What do you mean?" You had been really self-destructive and no one bothered to speak to you or tried to, you clenched your fists in anger by looking at harry. You wanted to murder him. "What am I going to do?""What are you going to do?"Harry asked again looking puzzled."You know what I mean. What's going to happen.""Why don't you go ask Ron?""No, I already tried that. He isn't talking to me at all.""You know what, I don't care anymore."You just left for the rest of the year and left everyone behind you as you entered your 6th year. Ron's and Hermione's reaction upon seeing you again was like you were never gone. They were smiling like idiots and glad that you came back. Your only friend and it was then that you knew something was wrong. Their sudden change of personality made you think something was really wrong. You had a feeling you had to tell them something about Voldemort. Before you could talk to anyone about your feelings you met with a new friend...GinnyYou were entering your 7th year of school. Your years were spent trying to avoid everyone and everything. This also included Malfoy and his cronies. Your parents had just joined your house so you had to live with him and his horrible family. The house was quite large and had a good number of classrooms. Your second year at Hogwarts was spent doing absolutely nothing and you were counting the days until you left for some village in the middle of nowhere. Every day was spent either crying or sneezing. You had phlegm almost all the time and you tried to hide it but no one could tell. You missed Voldemort. He had always been the one thing that made you happy. You couldn't understand why he did what he did. You had done nothing wrong to deserve that."How are you today?" You turned to look at Harry."Fine." You bit your lip and looked away from him. "Did you see what Malfoy did today?""No. And I'm really tired of listening to you complain about him.""Why do you get to leave him and not me?""Do you really want to go through that again?" You glared at him with a face of death. He sighed and walked away."Goodnight Neville.""Goodnight Ron.""Goodnight Hermione.""Goodnight Harry.""Goodnight Draco.""Goodnight Dad."You just sat in your bed as you thought about what had happened today. Harry told you that if you talk to your friends he would pay for it. His offer didn't sit well with you. You would rather die than go back to him. You hated him. He hated you. You hated everybody. The only person that wasn't like that was Voldemort. How could you ever trust anyone? Your only thing was that Harry and Ron didn't think you were insane, and you needed them to trust you. They couldn't and so you stayed away.The next day you had some of the first lessons with the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Professor Sprout. She was absolutely crazy. She wouldn't even let you talk. You didn't understand anything she taught you and you asked a question. She just stared at you with the weirdest glare. You just told her you didn't understand and that she was crazy and you ran out of the room. She didn't chase after you. She didn't try to follow you. What had you gotten yourself into?You had had enough of it and so you ran up to the library and looked up witchcraft. You didn't understand any of the spells but they had something to do with killing your enemies. You found the spells quite interesting. They looked easy enough. You were shocked at how easy it was to get all of the spells. You spent most of the year looking up everything. You tried to learn every spell you could find. You couldn't help but get angry at them though. They seemed like a bunch of pretentious pricks. You were over one book and onto the next when your parents approached you."The dormitories have been paid for. You will be living there for the rest of the year.""What?!""We don't have time to fight, just do what I say.""I don't want to! I want to go home! You'll just get me into trouble.""Just go! I've taken care of everything. Now go! There's nothing more you can do!"You could feel tears welling up in your eyes. You ran up to Harry and hugged him. He took a step back and let go."Where will I go?""I didn't say anything. It's your decision. All you have to do is ask.""I'm scared!""But aren't you homesick?""I've just been so busy. I have nothing to miss.""Then ask.""You're just doing this because you care about me.""You're not going anywhere. If we're going to do this, it has to be together.""I don't know.""This is a chance to learn more about who you are. You'll see, you'll get used to it."You went to see Professor Snape. He was a quiet man with a sickly face."What do you want?""I want to do what I need to.""And that is?""Kill the Dark Lord."You stood there. No way I cant do that. I can't betray my only love."I'll do it. If you take me, I'll do whatever you want. All I want is to fight." Harry said."Go back to your dormitories and do your homework. You're not leaving until the job is done."You were so confused. You couldn't understand why he was saying that he was going to stay here. All you heard was your mum's voice. You ran off and knocked on the door."I'm done. Harry wants me to stay here and I'm scared. I want to go home. Can I go home?""No!""But why?""I'll explain everything when you get home, if you don't hear anything I'll get it in the morning. Now get out!"You weren't going to listen. You had to know. Your parents had never lied to you. They always told you the truth. Even though you had never heard it. You didn't have time to argue because a few minutes later Harry knocked on the door again."It's done, I'll go tell them I'm staying. Now you need to go."You ran off. The whole time you kept asking yourself what he had just said. Why was he saying that he was staying? He'd never been home. Why did he want to stay? You went to talk to Professor McGonagall."Can I talk to you?""Of course, go ahead.""I know what you said but you don't understand. I don't want to be a Death Eater. I want to do this. I want to fight the Dark Lord. I want to go home.""What happened?""What?""I don't understand. The whole point was for you to leave because of the Dark Lord. Why did you stay?""I was scared. They were being so mean to me, calling me a traitor.""Well that's understandable, but you're still staying?""No! Harry's staying. It's been done.""Then you'll go back to your dorm and wait.""What if he never comes?""Then I'll get him. Now come on, we're going to train."You were determined not to be there any longer. All you wanted to do was go home. You needed to be with your parents."Please don't say anything, I promise I'll just stay and not do anything."You did your homework in your room for most of the night. You went downstairs to get some food. You weren't paying attention to the fact that you were walking into the main room. You fell over something that wasn't there. Professor McGonagall looked up and started looking around. Then she started screaming. You turned around and she was pointing at something. Your mother was lying on the floor. The Dark Mark was rising. The voice was screaming."No! Not Harry!"It got louder and louder. You ran out the room, down the stairs and outside. The voice was louder. It was trying to force its way into your head."Just kill him! Kill him now!"You thought it had passed, but you saw a piece of parchment floating in the air. You picked it up and read it.Dear daughter, your father and I would like to see you once. If you see us, come home. If you don't, I will find you.You ran as fast as you could. You wanted to get home. You had to save your mom. Your sister was gone. If you had told them what you were doing they would've never let you leave. You couldn't believe it. What would happen to them? To all of us?"Ella, who's there?" You got up and turned around. He was there, the Dark Lord."Kill him now."You didn't know what to do. So you started crying."Why?""It's the only way to save your family. Don't you know that?""But why?""There's nothing you can do about it now. It's over."He seemed to hear you because the voice started to go away. You looked at him. He looked exactly like you."You're nothing now. All that's left is me."He vanished in a flash of light.The next few months were the worst. Your family wanted to take you home. It hurt that they would never see you again. But, you couldn't leave yet. You didn't want to. You needed to finish what you had started.You had to get Harry home.The picture that Harry had drawn was burnt into your brain. You'd done this. You were the one that had found him and helped him. You were the one that had given him all the courage he needed.You couldn't go back to Hogwarts now. No way. There was no way. The last thing you wanted was to run into Harry when he was in this state. You'd had enough. Your mind couldn't handle it. You had to find another way to stop him. But, what?The Dementors. You had to face them. But how?You went back to the cabin and sat down at your desk. You started to draw. It didn't matter if anyone looked over. You didn't want to see him right now. Just what were you going to do? What was he doing? How was he coming? You knew he was evil. He'd tried to kill you, why not him?You tried to focus on your work, but that wasn't working. You needed to get some answers. You were going to figure it out. Maybe it was the information in the book that brought you here. You hadn't read all of it. You'd just skimmed. Maybe that was how he had been getting in. That was it. The House.You had to do something. So you started to search through the rest of the house.Finally you found something. An hour later you were finished. In fact you were so satisfied you didn't even need to read the book.
