OC One Shots!

16 Shots

Ginny ran through the dark, snow storming night, her face bleeding the golden blood of goddesses, the blood trickling down her face, the gunshot wound in her side bleeding the same blood. 

She glanced behind her, the 17-year-old Part Cat Quincy, who was called Clawdean, was pursuing her. Holding a pistol so clean you could see your face off, she couldn't see it, but she knew Claw was grinning her Cheshire cat-like grin.

Ginny fell to the ground, tears stinging her eyes, her heart hammering against her chest. Her blood dripped down to the snow, turning it a golden hue. She breathed hard, her mind wandering anywhere and everywhere.

Only half an hour earlier, Clawdean had killed her brother, her brother who had been with her through everything. Her breakups, her pregnancy when she was younger, the miscarriage from that same baby...

She looked behind her as Clawdean began to approach with her pistol held in her hand, once again grinning that Cheshire grin. Ginny laid her head in the snow, trembling from the cold and her fear as Claw lifted her gun to Ginny's head.

"16 shots... only one needed to kill the redheaded Weasley daughter..."

A gunshot rang through the cold, night air. Alerting everyone that, Ginny was dead.

Draco looked up from the frostbitten body of the 17-year-old red-haired male, bleeding from his chest, "Oh lord.." He muttered.

Kyia opened her eyes to see the feeble and still bleeding body of her best friend. 

"Oh my god... Wh-What did I do..."