Hermoine's P. O. V.
"Ron, calm down. I don't think you know what you're doing," Harry said steadily, as he reached for his wand. I shook with fear.
"No, Harry, I know exactly what I'm doing."
Harry pulled his wand out quickly, but before he could cast a spell, Ron said,
"Expelliamus!"
and his want flew out of his hand.
From behind, Voldemort reached down and picked up his wand. Ron wasn't kidding. I started to walk backwards to the very back of the cage. Harry turned and gasped,
"How?!"
"Yes, Harry, I have returned!"
He replied. By that time Ginny, too, had pulled out her wand, but, Voldemort, took care of that issue very quickly.
Her wand flew out of her hand and into his. "Put her in the cage with, Hermione," Ron commanded Voldemort. I hugged Ginny and she cried.
All the sudden, Ron pointed his wand at Ginny.
"Harry, join me so no one has to die."
"Ron! You've changed."
Ginny cried out.
"Oh, Ginny, you don't know how much I've changed!" Ron laughed,
"Now, Harry, like I told you, join me or they both die." "Harry, no," I pleaded, "He's tricking you. I-I thought we meant something to him, but I guess not."
"I-I'm sorry, but I can't let anyone get hurt," Harry said solemnly. He stepped forward and joined Ron
My phone rings. I held my breath. I hadn't told anyone about my problem, and if my doctor/therapist told them, I don't think they'd be happy. Ron tackled Harry.
"Argg!" Harry yelped. "Nooo!" Ginny and I cried at the same time.
"Now, if you want your poor, Harry, to live, hand Voldemort the phone."
Harry, was putting up quite a fight. He was kicking and punching for his life. I quickly handed over the phone, and then Voldemort gave it to Ron. Please don't let it be her. Please don't let it be her. He listened for a while then handed it back. Harry finally went limp.
"Hello Hermoine."
"Hi"
"I just wanted to remind you not to self harm. And I haven't got those test results back, but I'll call you when I do."
"O-okay. Thanks." I remember that they were in there and would ask who that was and I went pale.
Ron asked what that was about. "I can't tell you." I whispered.
"If you want him to live, you'll tell me."
I bit my lip. Time for everyone to know.
"Fine"
I lifted my sleeve and revealed my self-harm marks. They all gasped.
"She told me not to do this."
Ron looked sorry, but then pulled out a pocket knife from his pocket, put it against Harry's chest, and asked for his last words. His eyes widened, and he turned quickly to Ginny and said,"I love you", before He stabbed him.
After Ron killed him, I fell to the ground weeping and Ginny yelled that Ron was monster. He looked over at her.
"I thought my own sister would love me enough not to call me a monster."
"Not when you're killing my husband!" she yelled.
Then he cast,"Avada kadvra!" and Ginny fell to the floor. No! They're both gone. All their joy and happiness vanquished from the world. I collapsed bawling. I had never felt more alone.
