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Date Posted: 10:30:03 03/30/02 Sat
Author: ginny weasley
Subject: better dead then alive..
In reply to: Ron Weasley 's message, "-Anger Distracts You From Yor Fear-" on 09:42:55 03/30/02 Sat

Ginger tresses plummet from shoulders and envelop the girl’s facade, offering her a veil of defense as her gaze resumes inspecting the flooring, her neck ‘domed’ to permit her to get an incredibly unexciting portion of floor to study. Shifting takes place as the unexpectedly self-doubting soul discovers her body being drawn to her nearest sibling, Ron, no genuine motive provided to her inquisitive mind as to why she left her flawlessly boring piece of floor to be close to her brother, except possibly she recognized that he would provider her with a morsel of security when the other familiars could not, she could be a bit nearer to Harry and therefore offer him what diminutive moral support a semi smile could supply, and then just for the sake of being nearer her family that seemed to be bare without Fred’s attendance. Fred. A wrench of sorrow sweeps through her body, obliterating all other emotions, as she seems to just be recalling what happened. He’s gone everlastingly…he thought you…you hate him.’ The reflection sneaks into her mind like a killer shadows it’s victim, except it seems that her very mind is hunting to bring down her emotional side and evolve her into a meager android to do it’s command. Sigh trembles from her lips and she manages to elevate her head to tender Harry what half smile she could persuade upon her visage, and then yet another one at Ron as though she senses she needs to assure close relations that everything would be alright even if she wasn’t positive herself. Once again her gaze takes shelter upon the floor, comforting herself as she evades looking at the mass of human beings…the crowd where the unfamiliar lurks like a tiger ready to ambush the gazelle…in this case, the Hogwartians make up one gazelle, and the crowd one terrifyingly huge tiger.

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