I have a rendezvous with Death,
On some scarred slope of battered hill,
When Spring comes round again this year
And the first meadow-flowers appear.
~ Alan Seeger, "I Have a Rendezvous with Death"
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1945
Fanfiction"You've come to me. I always knew you would." February 13, 1945. The day Albus Dumbledore has dreaded for decades has come. To keep the Wizarding world free, he must destroy a man who once meant everything to him. Can he do it? And what price must...
