Imagine: Being a Weasley and Draco stays.
“Harry Potter is dead!” Voldemort shouted causing all of the dead eaters to laugh. You held your twin back as you tried not to cry yourself. Ginny screamed in anguish Voldemort firing a spell towards us to make her cease.
“Stupid girl.” He spat. “From this day forth, you put your faith… in me. And now is the time to declare yourself. Come forward and join us… or die.” Silent tears spilled down your cheeks as Ron hugged you and your despair filled sister.