Hogwarts wasn’t the same.1439Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSJxjL8b57k
Not after the war.1439Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpPKp36YflB
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.1439Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7Nsr2jis4i
Not Harry.1439Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡk5qHdgV23V
Not the Boy Who Lived.1439Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNkjyybVB1t
The one who never should’ve come back.
A shadow with red eyes in the distance.1439Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLxZfTwU87s
Faded.1439Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡx0xZEXCeBd
But watching.
The war had ended.1439Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡG1Xtfjucm6
But not for her.1439Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAcSTRGfTBl
Not for Hogwarts.1439Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFjUbAaOaEb
Not for the story that was never supposed to be told.
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