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Post by Fred Weasley on May 12, 2015 20:51:41 GMT -5
Fred stared at her as she said that, "Ginny," he whispered again. He was terrified. He held her, "We'll make it stop, I promise," he said to her. He looked at Cho and nodded, "We need to get her to Professor McGonagall or Madam Pomfrey, whoever is first," he said. He didn't care which one they took her too they just wanted to get her out of there and get help.
Fred was panicked, he picked Ginny up and looked at Cho, "Help me take here there, please," he's aid to Cho.
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Post by Ginny Weasley on May 12, 2015 21:01:06 GMT -5
Ginny was trying her best to keep her eyes open. With the volume in her head, she couldn't deal with the images of memories on top of it. The roar in her head wasn't deafening though. She could just make out the sound of Fred and Cho conversing by her side. At the initial mention of Pomfrey and McGonagall, Ginny pulled her knees even tighter to her chest. She couldn't have anyone else find out about this. It was bad enough that she had been caught by these two and then broke down in front of them.
Then she heard Fred mention them and ask Cho to help him move her. She couldn't. She would not be put through that. She knew that she would be locked away because she was crazy. She didn't want the healer or her professor, and she certainly didn't want to risk head healers. No. It would just make everything worse.
"NO!" This time the word came out as a shrill scream as she started thrashing and trying to get away again. She was NOT letting her problems go any farther than the three of them. She didn't even want the other two to know, but apparently she had no choice. They could witness all they wanted, but she wasn't going to talk. She understood what had happened to her, even slightly understood what was going on now. But she new that her social life was completely over. No one would want to associate with someone who had once hosted him. Someone who had been too weak to recognize what was happening, to kick him out, to kick him out.
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Post by Cho Chang on May 12, 2015 21:09:29 GMT -5
"Ok. I think the Hospital Wing is the best place to take her." Ginny then screamed "No!" to them. She wasn't entirely sure what to do it seemed important to Ginny that they didn't take her anywhere. In the most unconfrontational voice she could muster Cho decided to ask Ginny some questions.
"Where do you want us to take you? Or, ....um what do you need us to do, Ginny?" She was still kneeling beside her and was trying to help at least she was hoping to help.
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Post by Fred Weasley on May 12, 2015 21:12:35 GMT -5
Fred was about to take her to the Hospital Wing, as Cho said it was the best place, but then Ginny freaked out again. "Ginny....I won't let them do anything to you. You need help and my magic isn't strong enough," he said to her. "I promise I won't let them do anything to you other then help you," he said.
He didn't know if thats what she was worried about or what. "What do you want us to do?" he finally asked her. He sighed more worried then ever. He couldn't help it. She was his sister. "Ginny we want to help you." he said again panicked.
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Post by Ginny Weasley on May 12, 2015 21:20:37 GMT -5
Their voices. They were pushing him away. That was the key. Maybe?
She was still struggling to keep her eyes open, but they were watering something horrible. No, she wasn't crying, she refused to cry. But her eyese were watering from the strain of staying open and they were starting to burn as well. She wouldn't close her eyes - not yet. She could only deal with one problem at a time.
Suddenly, she grabbed Fred's hand, her other reaching out tentatively to lay atop of Cho's as her eyes caught her brother's for just a brief second.
"Keep. Talking," she croaked as the voice in her head grew to a crescendo, seemingly fighting against what she was trying to do. Her breathing started coming in shorter, harder spurts as she began falling into a full blown panic attack.
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Post by Cho Chang on May 12, 2015 21:30:11 GMT -5
Placing her free hand atop of Ginny's holding it firmly but not too firmly. Instead of trying to force her to the school it seemed they were making little progress.
"OK, Ginny, what should we talk about? There are loads of things we can talk about. If you want to start slow, I'm Cho and I really love Quidditch as I know you probably do to." because who doesn't she thought. She had seen the twins out there and the look in Ginny's eyes watching them play before. There was an idea. "Once you feel up to it we should go flying around the castle it really is beautiful from anywhere you stand." She was now just babbling waiting for Fred to either stop her or step in.
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Post by Fred Weasley on May 12, 2015 21:33:45 GMT -5
Fred nodded, "Cho is a Ravenclaw, but you knew that," Fred was just trying to make casual conversation. "My name is Fred, DUH," he smiled at her. He was teasing. "Someday I want to own a joke shop...another DUH," he added joking around a bit.
Fred knew she knew all these things and he didn't care. He was just trying to get her to listen to his voice. "Ginny, maybe after all this is over we can go home and take a weekend off," he suggested. "You know, read books, play cards, eat all the junk food we can get," he said to her.
He was kind of relieved his mother wasn't here because he knew she would be freaking out more then he was and he was barely holding it together. "So Ginny, maybe you can tell us about your classes after this." he said.
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Post by Ginny Weasley on May 12, 2015 21:41:14 GMT -5
Ginny just lay there, slowly rocking back and forth, never removing her hands from theirs. It was working. The voice was slowly receding and the weight on her chest was lifting.
Then Fred mentioned home and the voice came back full force, but this time it wasn't memories - it was like he was taking part in the conversation.
"Yeah, you should do that. You need the junk food. You're all skin and bones now. Why haven't you been eating, love?"
Ginny gasped and ripped away from them, her hands flying back to her ears. She knew there was a wild look in her eyes as she looked at Fred again. "He's back. He can't be back. Why is he talking to me? Why isn't it just memories anymore?" she said quickly, all in one breath and shocking even herself.
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Post by Cho Chang on May 12, 2015 21:56:00 GMT -5
Cho began to softly caress Ginny's hand as she rocked back and forth. Her mother used to caress her back to sooth her worries when she was upset growing up and thought it could possibly help. Then Ginny said, "He's back. He can't be back. Why is he talking to me? Why isn't it just memories anymore?" and Cho knew this was something that was way over their heads to fix. It was a serious matter that a fourth and fifth year student couldn't handled but at the moment what mattered most was to calm Ginny.
Not entirely sure what to do and not wanting to bring up that she was hearing voices in her head. She didn't think that would help she just began to speak again in her most calm voice she could muster. "So, Ginny, who is your favorite Quidditch Team? Mine is the Tutshill Tornadoes sometimes when it gets abit colder than this I wear their scarf instead of my Ravenclaw one since the colors are so similar. "
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Post by Ginny Weasley on May 13, 2015 21:32:53 GMT -5
Cho's soft voice seemed to just be enraging the voice inside her head. Ginny wasn't stupid, she knew that she was at least slightly crazy - that Tom had made her that way. But right now, that was the least of her problems. She was currently more focused on getting her mind to quit playing tricks on her. That's what it had to be because Tom was dead - right? He had to be.
She vaguely heard Cho mention something about Quidditch and a scarf, but it was muffled by the maniacal laughter that had started in her head.
"STOP IT, TOM!" she finally screamed, banging her head hard enough on the ground that she saw stars. She couldn't take the onslaught anymore. Yeah, the ground obviously hurt, but suddenly...she was surrounded by a blanket of calm and quiet.
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Post by Cho Chang on May 14, 2015 15:36:35 GMT -5
As Ginny screamed and knocked herself unconscious Cho fell back to the ground. She hadn't seen anything like this before she sat there staring at Ginny with her mouth wide open and her jaw slack open. After what felt like a moment she composed herself closing her mouth and looked to Fred. She wasn't sure how he would take this. Ginny needed help that she didn't think Fred or herself could provide. She got back to her knees to get closer to Ginny.
"What should we do, Fred?" She asked quietly while running through a variable of options in her head. They could take her straight to Madam Pomprey, alert Professor McGonagall of the situation or even just call their parents.
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Post by Fred Weasley on May 16, 2015 5:47:57 GMT -5
Fred looked at Cho completely unsure of what to do at first. He lost his train of thought. He had to admit to himself he was terrified. He went next to Ginny, "First, we wake her," he said. They couldn't really do anything without knowing if she was okay.
Fred went to Ginny's shoulder and tapped it. He tapped it a bit harder but not hard enough to hurt. Fred sighed. He wasn't great in situations like this, but he was worried about his sister.
"Ginny, wake up, please," he pleaded. He shook her on the shoulder again a little hoping it would eventually wake her. He didn't want to use magic at least not yet. He wanted to try the natural way first.
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Post by Ginny Weasley on May 16, 2015 19:18:49 GMT -5
The calm and quiet of a dreamless unconsciousness was almost foreign to Ginny after being plagued for so long, but she welcomed it. Maybe a little bit of uninterrupted rest is just what she needed. She was far too young to feel this old. The thought floated across the darkness of her mind and she would have giggled, but she was more focused on trying to remember why she was in the dark. It certainly was very worrying that she couldn't remember. It felt very similar to...before. But that was crazy, right? She knew she would be chewing her bottom lip if she was conscious.
The more she thought about it, the more worried she became. She was also becoming increasingly aware of a jostling pressure on her shoulder that seemed to be becoming more insistent and she could just barely make out the sound of muffled voices - almost as if she were under water.
She groaned and raised a hand to her pounding head as she started coming around. Giving herself a moment to steel herself, her eyes finally fluttered open only to squint against the light.
The freckled hand near her shoulder caught her attention first and she slowly followed the arm up to a very familiar face. Fred. The past little while was fuzzy at best and that, coupled with the look on her brother's face had her eyes widening and tearing up as she quickly sat up. Too quickly in the spinning pitch was any indication. Once she got her swaying under control, she caught her brother's eye and allowed a single tear to slip down her cheek as she voiced her worst fear.
"It happened again, didn't it?" And then she buried her face in her hands and began sobbing.
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Post by Fred Weasley on May 19, 2015 13:42:45 GMT -5
Fred didn't know what to say or do. He was worried. He was worried for his sister and his family mostly because he wanted them all safe. He looked from Ginny to Cho and as Ginny finally spoke he sighed, "Yes," he said to her. "Ginny we need to get help," he said. "I know you don't want us to take you to the Professors but I think they can help you." he told her. "If you really don't want us to we won't," he glanced at Cho and shrugged.
"I don't know Cho, I guess what we do next is up to Ginny," he said. He looked back at his sister. He pulled her into a tighter hug and sighed. He was at a loss.
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Post by Cho Chang on May 23, 2015 9:41:22 GMT -5
Cho stood up to run and get a professor but stopped as Fred said it was up to Ginny what their next move was. She had to force herself to be calm. On the outside she was a concerned friend which she was but on the inside she was completely freaking out and knew that Ginny needed Madam Pomfrey's help.
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