Chapter 4

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Later that night hermoine was sitting on her bed reading but something was bothering her. Hermoine sat her book down and sighed. Ginny looked up from her essay and asked hermoine if she was ok. Hermoine let tears fall. Ginny took this as a definite no and rushed over to comfort her friend. "What is it hermoine?" Ginny asked in a low tone. Hermoine looked in Ginny's eyes and explained that she need to make a choice but she didn't want to make the wrong on. "Well what are your choices?" Ginny asked as hermoine finished talking. Hermoine felt guilty rush through her. "I can't tell you what they are." Hermoine said looking down. Ginny said "hermoine look at me it is ok that you can't tell me there must be a good reason why." Hermoine looked at Ginny and smiled." There a chance I could be killed." Hermoine told Ginny as if it didn't matter. " Your friends with Harry Potter there's a chance you can die all the time" Ginny told hermoine. Hermoine smiled at Ginny again. "sometimes I wish I was dead ginny." Ginny looked shocked at hermoine "hermine why would you say that you don't wish that." Hermoine stood up and grabbed her coat. "Yes I do." Hermoine said, then walked out of their room leaving a speechless Ginny. Ginny jumped up and ran into Ron and Harry's dorm without knocking. Ron looked mad "you could knock." Ginny ignored his tone. "There's no time it's about hermoine." Ginny was out of breathe from running. Harry hopped up and said "what about hermoine?" Ginny looked sad and said barley above a whisper "she wants to die." Meanwhile while Ginny was in the boys dorm hermoine was in the astronomy tower. "Make the right choice, make the right choice."hermoine was mumbling to her self. Luna walked in "oh hermoine it's almost curfew." Hermoine just ignored her and mumbled "make the right choice." "Hermoine?" "What Luna what do you want" hermoine snapped at Luna. "Something is bothering you can I give you some advice" hermoine nodded. "The war doesn't make choices for us, we make choices for the war, you keep mumbling make the right choice, I don't know what your choices are but let me say this, choose the choice that makes you happy." Hermoine started crying "I know what I must do." Hermoine stood up and headed back to her dorm when she got there Ginny was gone. So hermoine just went to sleep.

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