Hogwarts wasn’t the same.1423Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2llJALsED2
Not after the war.1423Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuHGQRDLPS8
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.1423Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHvXv9Jzlv2
Not Harry.1423Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmHbcd5naq7
Not the Boy Who Lived.1423Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqK8mPMvmQt
The one who never should’ve come back.
A shadow with red eyes in the distance.1423Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡY0jbmkS0Ta
Faded.1423Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAHWTLQ3ki7
But watching.
The war had ended.1423Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzL4ddnUwPa
But not for her.1423Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ728M249Xvu
Not for Hogwarts.1423Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrJfvb1D82t
Not for the story that was never supposed to be told.
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