Suicide

I can't believe it...I don't want to believe it. It can't be true...its just can't be. Draco can't be dead....I love him...he can't leave me...

Ginny fell to the floor of the house she lived in with her husband, Draco. The Daily Prophet fell from her hands. The front page bore the heading: "Voldemort Strikes Again, In yet another horror attack from You-Know-Who, 3 Auroras have been killed. The names of two of them have yet to be discovered but it is now known that Draco Malfoy, recently found innocent of charges of treason, was murdered at the hands of He Who Must Not Be Named......." Ginny's eyes filled with tears, and her mind with fear, pain and insanity. She ran to their room and pulled the dagger Draco had given her out from its sheath. She held it to the light and watched it gleam. An insane smile faintly appeared on her face as she walked slowly outside and towards the cliffs not far from her home. They'd always been her sanctuary........

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I stand high above the world, feeling the ocean spray on my face. The water below is so dark. It was an endless array of glittering light earlier, but now its black, black as the band of ebony around my neck. I peer over the edge, the water seems so far down. The rocks at the bottom are jagged, like the teeth of a shark, waiting to swallow its prey.

I can feel the night breeze drying the tears on my cheeks. As I wipe them away I smear eyeliner down my face, deep blue mixed with salty tears. I raise my hands to my lips and lick the cuts, like a wounded animal, like a vampire. The breeze playfully flicks and ruffles my hair, making it stream back from my face like flames, red as blood.

It's so cold out here, icy. The breeze that felt so calming before now feels like the clammy fingers of death, maybe it is. I wrap my arms around myself, trying to fend off the icy hands of the cold.

A wave of dizziness brings my shivering body to my knees. I fling my head back and scream to the heavens, hearing only the reply of echoes. The stars are blurred so I wipe the tears from my eyes. There isn't any tears though. The stars smear across the sky as I turn my head.

I feel so weak. I let my body fall, feeling my head smash against the rock. I pull my knees to my chest and scrunch my eyes shut. And my wrists are still bleeding...still bleeding.

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Many tears shed, and many questions of why,

Why someone so young would want to die.

They found her dead and all alone

Near where waves crashed in an endless tone

Surrounded by a pool of blood

Surrendered to death, a victim of love

It was morning light by the time she was found

Her mother's heart broke, an unheard sound

As they carried her home, the rain ceased to fall

and the clouds parted, as though a heavenly call

No more will she laugh, no more will she cry

No more will she love, no more will she sigh

She's gone forever, in death we trust

Ashes to ashes and dust to dust.

(c) Sarah 2003

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Unseen, two souls ran to meet each other, high above the water. The snake and lion, together again. Red and blonde, melding into one. Together forever, until they must find each other in life again.

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