The constellation Perseus glows overhead, spewing comet-tails that streak the sky like burning arrows from its heroic namesake as Ginny gazes up, lying hidden in the tall grass adjacent to the Burrow.
Her brother's out there - Hermione's out there, and... and Harry's out there, too, about to turn seventeen (three days, she thinks)... and he wh- Voldemort's out there, strong as ever - none of them are safe.
When you wish upon a star... she thinks, sending a protection charm up into the maelstrom of light.
This is so beautiful! I love your imagery, especially her with the protection charm. I love how she determinedly shifts from he-who-must-not-be-named to Voldemort.
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Her brother's out there - Hermione's out there, and... and Harry's out there, too, about to turn seventeen (three days, she thinks)... and he wh- Voldemort's out there, strong as ever - none of them are safe.
When you wish upon a star... she thinks, sending a protection charm up into the maelstrom of light.
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