As the elder wand snapped, an oddly familiar presence filled the air. It went from Harry's head to his toes it felt as if, it was a warm hug from Sirius after the whole Dementor situation. Harry hadn't felt like this in a long time. Slowly it all sunk in, first, his parents died, then Sirius and now Remus. Not to mention Fred, Tonks, Lavender and Collin. They didn't even know if Thalia was still alive. Yet, Harry didn't feel like mourning he felt as if they were still with him, Cheerful as could be. A sudden wave of realisation hit him, what if he wasn't the only one feeling this way? Harry looked directly at Ron then Hermione. They both had the same facial expression shock. Before Harry could even blink, Hermione spoke
"I know I'm not the only one who feels different " - blurted out Hermione
" I don't really know how to exp-" she got cut off
"Like- like your not sad" spoke Harry in a confused tone
"But you're not exactly happy either" He added
"I still can't believe it's over I mean my brothers dead along with your godfather," said Ron peering over the cliff
Ron felt himself start to get warm, not the type of warm when he's next to a fireplace. This was a different kind of heat. it was making him uncomfortable. His chest started to tighten. His palms were becoming sweaty. He felt an explosion forming deep inside of him. He felt like he was going to erupt. Was he going to be sick? No, no this was different, this is word vomit. He needed to say what he was feeling, not everything, just a little
"Snape's dead, Dumbledore's dead, Lupin's dead, I'm pretty sure we're gonna be dead soon. We don't even know if Tahlia's still alive. We have had to deal with Voldemort since we were 11 years old, now we have finally succeeded. Or have we? He still won, just look around for hell's sake"
A gush of wind blew into Ron's face brushing his long red hair out of his face
"This place is in shambles dead bodies everywhere, broken buildings, fire"
Ron's voice started to tremble. His eyes started to flood with tears. His eyes which were once happy and vibrant, now stormy and lifeless
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Fanfictioni do not own harry potter this is simply just a fanfic for fun As the elder wand snapped, an oddly familiar presence filled the air. It went from Harry's head to his toes it felt as if, it was a warm hug from Sirius after the whole Dementor situatio...
