Hogwarts wasn’t the same.225Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ71208Fy0mp
Not after the war.225Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡh326uxKrgg
Not after the screaming had stopped.
The stone walls still stood, but they whispered now — not Latin spells, but names. Names that echoed down the halls like the ghosts who carried them. Names of those who never left. Not really.
She walked between the ruins, seventeen and hollowed out, wearing a robe that didn't quite feel like hers anymore. Her fingers gripped a book like it was a shield. Not because it offered answers, but because it was the only thing that hadn’t fallen apart.
Some nights, she swore she could see him.225Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5cQiNVCwxI
Not Harry.225Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBVs8FvNUXV
Not the Boy Who Lived.225Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡF7fklBWebI
The one who never should’ve come back.
A shadow with red eyes in the distance.225Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUjAzZ7Mx8b
Faded.225Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1mkf2ynqzE
But watching.
The war had ended.225Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡl9QOX6sHRB
But not for her.225Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmfKk6VPwuY
Not for Hogwarts.225Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRUZE6PPfrS
Not for the story that was never supposed to be told.
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