PROLOGUE

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There was a growing terror everywhere in the world, every night when I went to sleep I was afraid that the next day I might wake up, turn on the radio and hear that an important person had left my life...

This thought accompanied each of us, yet we tried to find any reason why we could smile, to make the morning feel like we were back in those days.

Every night I heard new news about how my friends died, about the people I used to hang out with at Hogwarts, the people who made me so happy.

Enormous pain ..., I lived only for the people I loved and that I wanted to make this horrible world better. We didn't have much time to think.

There was something going on all the time, we were told all the time that we had to prepare for the fact that tomorrow, maybe today, maybe in a moment Voldemort's black ranks want to get in and kill Harry and the rest of the people.

I knew we had to save him but I was afraid to sacrifice, I was afraid that we could sacrifice too much but I know only Harry can destroy him once and for all, that he can stop it.

This thought seemed terribly unattainable to me, it seemed impossible to carry out. Peace of mind that he will never come back, fortunately I had my relatives with me for whom I wanted to wake up on a new day, hoping for better times.




Forgive me if I write something wrong, I'm just learning

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