Footsteps were echoing closer and closer. As the wind faded away, a comforting voice cried.
"RON, HERMIONE, HARRY"
There stood before all three of them, a 5'5 girl. Covered in scars and blood. Torn clothes. long brown curly hair that went down to her hips. Full lips. And chubby cheeks. the expression on her face suggested that she had just figured something out
"THALIA" Hermione ran over to the girl and gave her the biggest hug. She then started pulling out sticks and twigs from her hair
"WE THOUGHT-" Harry cleared his throat
"We thought you died"
Harry adjusted his jacket and went in to give Thalia a hug
Thalia's expression changed from excited to sympathetic as her eyes wandered over to Ron
"Ron..." Thalia walked over to Ron slowly
Ron was still peering over the cliff, not even acknowledging Thalia.
Thalia had so much she wanted to say, so much she needed to say. But she could only manage three simple words...
"I'm so sorry"
She then dove into the most empathetic hug she had ever done.
"For what? the fact that my brothers dead. OR because half of my friends are dead?" said Ron sarcastically
"Ron I know you are upset but I have really good news"
"and what could that be?" said ron
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When the war is over..
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...
