I can't bear it, Arthur. I want to scream my lungs out. I want to cast Avada Kedavra on Bellatrix Lestrange.
I wanted to rake my nails down Alice's face when she
when she
oh, but I know that's exactly what that bitch wanted. I won't give her the satisfaction. Alice knows what it's like to have her child in their hands, and I see perfectly well that she was dying inside when she was talking to us. She is not the enemy.
I did everything I could to keep them all safe, Arthur, but I couldn't do it. I couldn't save Percy, and I couldn't save her, and I can't save her, and I'm burning up with shame, and terror, and ... and rage!
I feel so helpless, and that's exactly how Bellatrix Lestrange wants me to feel, but how can I help it? How can I thwart her now? Tell me, how!?
Oh Merlin.
I can't be with her. It's mad, but I'm silently pleading with every power I know to keep Ron from going after her. Because he'll only be lost, too.
All I have is you. Please stay with her. Please be near her. Oh, if only love could bring back the dead, so you could shield her, protect her.
But you can't. You're beyond my thoughts and my pleas, and no tears of mine will help Ginny or make it possible for you to save her.
The only crumb of comfort left to me is the hope that since you're lost to me, you'll be there to meet her when Bellatrix kills her, too.
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Date: 2015-07-09 01:45 am (UTC)I wanted to rake my nails down Alice's face when she
when she
oh, but I know that's exactly what that bitch wanted. I won't give her the satisfaction. Alice knows what it's like to have her child in their hands, and I see perfectly well that she was dying inside when she was talking to us. She is not the enemy.
I did everything I could to keep them all safe, Arthur, but I couldn't do it. I couldn't save Percy, and I couldn't save her, and I can't save her, and I'm burning up with shame, and terror, and ... and rage!
I feel so helpless, and that's exactly how Bellatrix Lestrange wants me to feel, but how can I help it? How can I thwart her now? Tell me, how!?
Oh Merlin.
I can't be with her. It's mad, but I'm silently pleading with every power I know to keep Ron from going after her. Because he'll only be lost, too.
All I have is you. Please stay with her. Please be near her. Oh, if only love could bring back the dead, so you could shield her, protect her.
But you can't. You're beyond my thoughts and my pleas, and no tears of mine will help Ginny or make it possible for you to save her.
The only crumb of comfort left to me is the hope that since you're lost to me, you'll be there to meet her when Bellatrix kills her, too.