Hogwarts wasn’t the same.1519Please respect copyright.PENANAy6lfVXP9DF
Not after the war.1519Please respect copyright.PENANAhoFrCJrY4L
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.1519Please respect copyright.PENANArcsPF5WoFw
Not Harry.1519Please respect copyright.PENANATqtOp58BSS
Not the Boy Who Lived.1519Please respect copyright.PENANAS6EdaALwUM
The one who never should’ve come back.
A shadow with red eyes in the distance.1519Please respect copyright.PENANARS9WadhdsO
Faded.1519Please respect copyright.PENANAEVIuQYQH84
But watching.
The war had ended.1519Please respect copyright.PENANA91XoTbhJn6
But not for her.1519Please respect copyright.PENANAV7yDAUOaow
Not for Hogwarts.1519Please respect copyright.PENANAYOdKx9AyNa
Not for the story that was never supposed to be told.


