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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
9
Views:
7,887
Reviews:
7
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
what happened
The End: Part1
Ginny's POV:
" 4/12- Today my family and I have worked harder than ever. We had to construct this huge tower for the Dark Lord use. What he plans to do with it, I don't know. We at least have enough food today but I wouldn't consider 1 small loaf of bread and a piece of fish enough food to feed me and the 8 members of my family considering what I would have eaten before."
Even though it was little food, I was still hungry so I put my diary away and walked down the stairs. My house didn't look as happy as it was before the war with its cheery color and brightness. Instead, it look dark, gloomy, almost as if it knew the outcome of the war.
The end had finally come. Harry was dead and Voldermort had won and everyone on the light side has been captured and put into hard labor serving the Dark Bastard. The world knew that either Harry or Voldermort had to die. Well, we never expected darkness to conquer light.
Everything was taken from us. My father lost his job, we stop going to school for Voldermort destroyed Hogwarts and we were enslaved. The only thing we got to keep was our home. Food was scarce for Voldermort left us starving but out of some sort of ill minded pity, he allowed us to work for our food.
I entered the grimy kitchen and sit down at my place. Then I noticed my family was already seated and quieter than usual. They were all looking at me with deep agonizing sorrow in their eyes. Even Fred and George weren't making jokes.
"What's wrong?" I asked them.
My mother began to cry out of nowhere resting her face in her hands while father tried to console her.
"Did I do something wrong?" I asked my voice shaking.
To answer my question my father handed me a piece of parchment. Written on it looked like instructions. As I read it, my tan face from all my labor paled to a sickly white color.
"No, NO!" I screamed which made my mother cry harder.
"You have to Virginia or else there will be dire consequences for you and the family." Bill said. "Mom, Dad, please don't let them take me away." I pleaded tears streaming out of my eyes.
"I'm sorry," my father said "There's nothing I can do. The guards will be here tomorrow to get you pack what little you can take and get ready."
I looked at my family pleading with each of them silently with my eyes to help me. My brothers said nothing and one by one, they disappeared to their rooms their silence saying good-bye to me. My father also left so I could have what little time I could with my mother.
"Be careful sweetheart," he said before leaving "I hope you can be able to come back."
I sat next to my grieving mother and she held me in her arms. In the desolated house of ours, we cried and cried our eyes out til the late hours of the night. We both knew whoever went to the Dark Lord, never came back.
Ginny's POV:
" 4/12- Today my family and I have worked harder than ever. We had to construct this huge tower for the Dark Lord use. What he plans to do with it, I don't know. We at least have enough food today but I wouldn't consider 1 small loaf of bread and a piece of fish enough food to feed me and the 8 members of my family considering what I would have eaten before."
Even though it was little food, I was still hungry so I put my diary away and walked down the stairs. My house didn't look as happy as it was before the war with its cheery color and brightness. Instead, it look dark, gloomy, almost as if it knew the outcome of the war.
The end had finally come. Harry was dead and Voldermort had won and everyone on the light side has been captured and put into hard labor serving the Dark Bastard. The world knew that either Harry or Voldermort had to die. Well, we never expected darkness to conquer light.
Everything was taken from us. My father lost his job, we stop going to school for Voldermort destroyed Hogwarts and we were enslaved. The only thing we got to keep was our home. Food was scarce for Voldermort left us starving but out of some sort of ill minded pity, he allowed us to work for our food.
I entered the grimy kitchen and sit down at my place. Then I noticed my family was already seated and quieter than usual. They were all looking at me with deep agonizing sorrow in their eyes. Even Fred and George weren't making jokes.
"What's wrong?" I asked them.
My mother began to cry out of nowhere resting her face in her hands while father tried to console her.
"Did I do something wrong?" I asked my voice shaking.
To answer my question my father handed me a piece of parchment. Written on it looked like instructions. As I read it, my tan face from all my labor paled to a sickly white color.
"No, NO!" I screamed which made my mother cry harder.
"You have to Virginia or else there will be dire consequences for you and the family." Bill said. "Mom, Dad, please don't let them take me away." I pleaded tears streaming out of my eyes.
"I'm sorry," my father said "There's nothing I can do. The guards will be here tomorrow to get you pack what little you can take and get ready."
I looked at my family pleading with each of them silently with my eyes to help me. My brothers said nothing and one by one, they disappeared to their rooms their silence saying good-bye to me. My father also left so I could have what little time I could with my mother.
"Be careful sweetheart," he said before leaving "I hope you can be able to come back."
I sat next to my grieving mother and she held me in her arms. In the desolated house of ours, we cried and cried our eyes out til the late hours of the night. We both knew whoever went to the Dark Lord, never came back.