A/N: This is written in Ginny's point of view, first person.
Have you ever wondered what death is like? The sensation of your soul being torn from your body into another world is completely incomprehensible. As humans, we are entirely whole, and the only way we cease to be so is through death.
Then again, who's to say that our bodies and souls are even separate entities? Who's to say we don't simply cease to exist when our bodies cease to function?
Who's to say we even have souls?
My personal belief has always been that we can exist without our souls, if we even have any. Dementors have proven that theory for me. When someone is a victim of the Dementor's Kiss, they are still living, only without some part of their being. Thus, a soul is not entirely essential to life.
But it is essential to emotion.
Let's go with the analogy to the victim of the Dementor's Kiss. That person basically becomes catatonic, unable to accomplish anything because of a complete loss of emotion and feeling. This could be linked to the loss of the soul.
If that is what they lose.
Isn't it possible, just maybe, that their souls remain intact? What if there is some other part of their make-up taken from them, for example, their metaphorical 'heart' or 'brain'? Or are those both included in the 'soul'?
Is there a soul?
These are typical questions that run through my mind on an every day basis nowadays. I think it's Hermione's fault; if it weren't for her, I wouldn't think things through too much. Ever since the two of us started spending time together, she has been posing these questions on me, making me think.
Life was so simple before she decided to open her big mouth! Don't get me wrong, I appreciate her superior intellect, but I don't appreciate her determination to make everyone think the way she does. It can be refreshing, but not when it makes you question everything you've previously learned.
I'm very glad to have her as a friend, though; she's been the big sister I never had. And to think, in a couple days, she will be my big sister! I'm extremely happy for both her and Ron, and I'm flattered to be Hermione's Maid of Honor, not that she really had anyone else to choose from. Still, the idea of seeing her day in and day out, listening to her go on and on about theories that have to do with things like life after death and such, makes my brain want to explode! I don't know how Ron of all people can stand it!
As for Harry and me, he is refusing to get married before I finish my seventh year, even though he essentially skipped his. I've tried everything I can think of to convince him that there's no need to wait, but he's completely obstinate. There's no way he'll budge.
So I'm at Hogwarts for my final year of schooling. Because of the wedding this weekend, I get to leave for a while, but then I'll be sent right back. I'll be away from my family, the Order, and Harry for another agonizing four months.
But then we'll be together forever.
There's another thing Hermione has me contemplating: forever. What exactly is forever? Does it last till death, or does forever continue into the next world to come, if there is indeed another world?
What does it mean to be with someone forever? I know the muggles say "Till death due you part" or whatever at their ceremonies, but is that really all forever is? If forever ends at death, forever could end tomorrow, or even today. Forever can be completely subjective to the person and the situation.
Of is forever something more?
If our souls still exist after our bodies die, can we communicate with other souls? Can we continue relationships into the next life, or are we all in the dark, completely alone?
Is there a God, or are we all here by mistake?
I personally think that question has a pretty clear cut answer: how could we be here by mistake? How did man come to be unless there is a God above directing us in some vast production of the experience of life?
How did we get here?
Your head is spinning, isn't it? Do you understand now why she's driving me insane?
I think this train of thought started because of the Dementors. They've been 'fired' from Askaban and released without restraint into the magical and muggle communities. Big mistake. Just today there were forty reports of Kisses throughout England, and those are only the ones included in the Daily Prophet! Harry, Christ-like as he is, has made it his new mission to capture them and prevent more 'souls' from being lost.
He believes that we all have a soul.
I can't say I completely agree with him, but there is something inside of us that causes life, and the loss of that something causes death. Whether it is a soul or something as simple as a heartbeat, the Dementors do take something from their victims. The 'soul' or 'heart' or whatever it is actually does leave your body.
Something about this has always bothered me. Where do the 'souls' go? What happens to them? Do they die? Are they still conscious and aware of everything around them?
Can they be recovered?
A/N: So, what did you think? Please review, this is only the introduction to my thoughts.