The Dark Souls •H.S•

•-T. H. E_E. N. D. -•

I stand by the balcony on the first floor of our two storey house, the huge space of the living room behind me, and the kitchen beside the living room feeling even emptier than ever. Not even a single sound echoed throughout the huge, empty home, not even the swaying chandelier hanging on the ceiling of the living room made any sound. Without Harry, it seems so dull. I am staring outside our balcony, our house being in a secluded area of a forest, nothing but just tall wild trees in front of my sight. I am staring at them and yet my mind is still stuck, still frozen on the day Harry was gone from my life in just a snap of the fingers.

The memory, as if a haunting nightmare, still very fresh in my mind. Even trying to recall it sends shivers all over my body. But there are times when I can't help but recall them, those memories slams so hard into my mind forcing them in to my consciousness no matter how hard I try to suppress them down. It should've been me that perished but Harry did so in my stead. I remember it so clearly, I remember Amanda sending off her last ounce of power, her last ounce of attack at me when I was so engrossed in my part of the battle and by the time I noticed, it was already too late. I saw Harry's already fatigued and hurt body guarding me from whatever was coming towards me. At that moment, Harry turned his head to the side and our eyes met, my heart was thumping hard against my chest, everything suddenly went silent and dark as my eyes were only focused on holding eye contact with him and the only thing at that time I could hear was my own pulse, so loud in my ears because I knew at that moment, it was all over. My body reacted so slow, I remember running towards him, the unforgettable pain in my already exhausted thighs and my knees were creaking as I ran to at least embrace him and screaming his name several time for the last time on top of my lungs until my throat was unable to muster up any other words other than his name. But I was just so late, so slow, so helpless while I just watched him get hit by that ball of energy. Even if my sight was blurry at that moment, I saw his mouth move forming into words which I read as, "I love you" and just watched him fall on the ground, lifeless but a gentle smile remained on his face and just when I was about to at least touch his lifeless body he turned into ashes and flutter away with the gentle wind. That's when everything came to a stop, the necklace that was resting on my neck stopped existing at that moment. It became just an ordinary necklace, as if its power vanished along with Harry's ashes. I subconsciously rub my neck, remembering crying and screaming on top of my lungs at the spot Harry took his last breath. I remember desperately digging and clutching on to the sand hoping that I could embrace whatever ashes were left and tell him that I loved him too but there was nothing left of him there. After that, my body and my mind as well as my heart were never the same. Aunt Amanda passed away on that day as well as she was fleeting away from our hunger of revenge for Harry's death. Apparently, I passed out because my body wasn't able to take it anymore. Later I heard that, it was Zayn who finished Aunt Amanda off and Meghan, who once used to call herself my bestfriend and Aunt's daughter, was nowhere to be found. There was no winner, but I know that I lost the most.

I take in a long breath forcing myself to snap out of my thoughts while shutting my eyes tight. As I let go of my breath and opened my eyes, I notice the sky getting cloudier, and the atmosphere getting thick with humid. Worried, I was about to open the balcony doors to look around just when the huge chandelier chimes as the wind from upon opening the entrance of our house gushes in. I turn myself back to meet those beautiful pair of green coloured eyes. Even though, my mind is frozen on that day but my heart has forced me to move on little by little just for his and my sake. Harry's and my beautiful, sweet child, Harris.

"Mama!" he chirped with joy, as he approached me, running in full speed, with shimmer in his eyes.

"Slowly now darling, you might get hurt." I said, smile beaming on my face as I stared down at his small, fragile, barely on his feet figure.