Hogwarts wasn’t the same.107Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhdqiApqCQf
Not after the war.107Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYMGGNfZ4G5
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.107Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYsFZ7B2OM1
Not Harry.107Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCxKlUA7H7O
Not the Boy Who Lived.107Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1a059yKJNG
The one who never should’ve come back.
A shadow with red eyes in the distance.107Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡto2WtoK9Xl
Faded.107Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡI5I49H9Z0j
But watching.
The war had ended.107Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIAQFrH9B4m
But not for her.107Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7ULKAR7bHU
Not for Hogwarts.107Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡooQWM9eFuS
Not for the story that was never supposed to be told.
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