- Rating:
- PG-13
- House:
- The Dark Arts
- Characters:
- Ginny Weasley
- Genres:
- General Action
- Era:
- Multiple Eras
- Stats:
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Published: 02/23/2003Updated: 02/23/2003Words: 1,584Chapters: 2Hits: 732
The End
Cara the Cat
- Story Summary:
- Everyone has to die at some point, even our beloved Harry Potter characters. Watch as I kill off every one of the characters that Ms Rowling so lovingly created, in a variety of weird, wonderful, heroic, funny, sad, stupid, and ordinary ways. This isn't a Final Destination sort of thing, their deaths are relatively unrelated, and happen at different random points in time.
Chapter 01
- Chapter Summary:
- Everyone has to die at some point, even our beloved HP characters. Watch as I kill off every one of the characters that Miss Rowling so lovingly created, in a variety of weird, wonderful, heroic, funny, sad, stupid, and ordinary ways. This isn't a Final Destination sort of thing, their deaths are relatively unrelated, and happen at different random points in time. So read on and see your friends meet their ends.
- Posted:
- 02/23/2003
- Hits:
- 469
- Author's Note:
- I'm a morbid so and so, aren't I?
The End
Ginny's End- Green Men And Pelicans
Ginny Weasley was ecstatic. She had just had a very successful first meeting with the Prime Minister, and was feeling quite proud of herself. At only twenty-eight years old, she was doing rather well in her life. Ginny was the new Muggle-Magic Liaison, and was in charge of overseeing the recent plans to have the Muggle government work more closely with the Ministry of Magic.
She strolled up to the crossing and absent-mindedly pressed the little button on the side of the traffic lights, and the WAIT sign lit up just above it. The light behind the I wasn't working, and someone had used tippex to write the letter T in front of it, so that the sign now read TWAT. Ginny smiled to herself, and remembered why she loved Muggle London so much. She now spent as much time in the Muggle world as she did in the Wizarding world, and had grown to love Muggles as much as her father had, God rest his soul.
He would have been so proud, Ginny thought to herself as the green man lit up, he would have loved to have seen me here today, bringing Muggles and wizards one step closer together.
She crossed the road and went into the newsagent to buy a paper and a bar of chocolate. Walking round the corner, she passed an elderly Muggle couple who smiled at her. She smiled back and walked on. Why on earth most other witches and wizards wanted to Apparate everywhere, she'd never know, when they could be walking around in the sunshine, getting exercise and fresh air...well maybe not fresh air, it was London after all, but still...it was nice.
Ginny looked up and realised that her absent-minded wanderings had taken her into a park. As there was no one around, she sat down on a bench and took the chocolate out of her bag and began to eat it. Not exactly Honeydukes, she mused, but not bad either. Taking the newspaper out of her bag, she began to read it. Half way through an article about the crackdown on tobacco smuggling, Ginny noticed that something had fallen out of the paper. It was a pullout celebrity magazine. Ginny was secretly addicted to celebrity gossip, and opened it up to a feature all about Rosie from Coronation Street's upcoming wedding to her fiancé.
After quite a while, realising that she had better get back home before her cat starved to death, she got up and left, still completely engrossed in the magazine. As she approached the pelican crossing, Ginny was busy reading about how the 90's were fashionable again. A light-hearted feature on celebrities' worst fears revealed that one star of a new hospital drama on the BBC was worried about being hit by a bus...and not having matching underwear on.
That's just silly, Ginny thought, there are much more important things to worry about.
The actress had blamed it on her mother. "She used to always try to scare my brothers into changing their pants every day, in case they were hit by a bus or a truck or something. That somehow got turned around in my head to mean 'if you wear dirty or mismatched underwear, then a bus will hit you'. It's silly, I know, but ever since then, I've worn matching underwear...just in case!"
That's just ridiculous, Ginny snorted inwardly, what you wear has absolutely no bearing on what happ-
Ginny had tried to cross the road at the Pelican crossing, but as her head was buried in the magazine, she had failed to notice the Double Decker bus heading straight for her. She was killed instantly.
But at least her underwear matched.