No one heard the scream that Hermione let out when she saw Ghost's mask beside his shadows dagger on the muddy ground by the cabin.
Beside it one set of footsteps leading to the lake waters. It was obviously intended what had occurred.
Although not in greater detail- it didn't matter.
Two souls were lost.
But as time went on, the passing of the two pinnacle movements of what the world has become today has become a standing point that everyone will remember.
They talk about the fallen in bed time stories to children who'd suffered from nightmares. The almighty dragon who was fearless. The boy who lived. And the couple who revived.
At the ministry, where once the statue of falling muggles holding the world for the gifted once was, a new one had been replaced.
Confirmed by the minister of magic, Hermione herself.
Draco and Belle. Encircled by their beast guardian, Fulgur, wings spread wide. Beside them, stand Harry, Ginny, Luna and Neville. Narcissa and Dean too.
And last of all, the small feature of a shy, fluffy maned girl, who's body still hadn't been found.
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The Cabin | D.M 18+
FanficIn a world where life never became fair, tears were endless and pain was normalised. For a man, a felon - Death Eater, Belle's graciousness blew in her face the moment she let him pass through the border of her cabin. A woman who'd been destined to...
