FFs à la Snake: Depri oder so

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Lol, ich habe letztens in einem Buch in meinen drafts, das "Stories I don't wanna publish" heißt, einen ganz kurzen One Shot gefunden, der an das Ende von Lion sollte.

Das heißt, das wird ein relativ kurzes Kapitel und soweit ich weiß, wird es auch ziemlich deprimierend, aber Kopf hoch!

TRAGEDY IN GODRIC'S HOLLOW - IS YOU-KNOW-WHO GONE? - 12 MUGGLES AND ONE WIZARD KILLED DUE TO A MASS MURDERER - SEVERAL DEATH EATERS ON THE RUN

Was für eine Schlagzeile.

Godric's Hollow. Yesterday night, You-know-who entered the Potter Family's house, apparently determined to kill both the Potters and their young child Harry. However, after he killed Lily and James Potter and wanted to move on to small Harry, it seems like something stopped him. Harry Potter, who is now called "the boy who lived",wasn't killed and You-Know-Who disappeared until further notice. According to Albus Dumbledore, respected part of the wizarding world, it is likely that You-Know-Who has actually disappeared, however that might be possible.

Ich kann echt nicht bewerten, wie gut ich diesen Zeitungsartikel geschrieben habe, aber irgendwie habe ich schon das Gefühl, ich habe den Stil des Tagespropheten ganz gut getroffen.

Meanwhile, Peter P. , a friend of the Potters was killed by Sirius B., alongside 12 Muggles. Sirius B, who was - according to Albus Dumbledore, a confidante of the Potters - the secret keeper of the Potters, and a secret death eater. Sirius Black and James Potter had been best friends at Hogwarts, which was probably the reason James Potter trusted Sirius Black with his life.

Als ob solche Informationen in der Zeitung verbreitet werden...

aber gut, es ist der Tagesprophet, was soll man da erwarten.

It seems as though Peter Pettigrew wanted to hunt his old friend Sirius Black down and seek revenge for the death of his friends. But Pettigrew didn't have a chance. According to eye-witnesses, Black blew up the whole street and didn't only kill Pettigrew, but also 12 other Muggles.

After that, Black was directly escorted to Azkaban.

At the same day, Black's girlfriend - Raina Meddleton - was found dead in her Appartement. Experts do think that it might have been Black who killed her.

WHAT A FUCKING PLOTTWIST

Und nein, sie ist nicht wirklich tot. Das habe ich ja auch schon in "Wie es weiter geht" gesagt.

The Black Family has always been a big fan of pureblood-supremacy and many family members are suspected to be supporters of You-Know-who or even death eaters. Meanwhile the Meddleton family is an old German Wizarding family. Not much is known about the family, but they are believed to be powerful. Whether Raina Meddleton was actually the victim or whether she may not be as innocent as we think, we will never know. (by Euphoria Skeeter)

Excuse me?

RUDE!

A man with short sandy brown hair let the hand that he was holding the paper with sink. Many tears streamed down his scarred face, but he didn't bother to wipe them away. He had lost everything. Remus Lupin was now completely alone.

Ey das ist voll sad!

Wenn ich das Buch jemals zu Ende geschrieben hätte, wäre das das Ende gewesen und um ehrlich zu sein habe ich es geliebt diese Szene zu schreiben, weil ich aus irgendeinem Grund Fan von Sad Endings bin.

Was ich auch mal wieder gemerkt habe, als ich durch die Kapitel von "Stories I don't wanna publish" gegangen bin und eine Szene gefunden habe, die das Ende eines nicht-existenten Buches ist, in dem der main Character stirbt.

Und weil dieses Kapitel so kurz war, werde ich diese Szene auch noch kommentieren.

Ich habe sie "I love you" genannt.

Und ja, es wird gefühlt Romeo und Julia mäßig cheesy

"No, you can't, you just..."

Was kann ich nicht? Was? WAS?

his voice broke. He said it as though the world would die if I did.

Irgendwie... ist das ein überraschend schöner Satz.

"As though the world would die if I did."

He said it as though I was everything to him, like He was everything to me. And suddenly I understood.

Cool, sie realisiert, dass er sie liebt und dass sie ihn liebt, kurz bevor sie stirbt.

"You...", I croaked weakly. "You..."

He just looked at me with that indescribable look on his face. So many emotions struck through his beautiful blue eyes. You could see fear, grief, sadness and... love.

oh what a surprise...

I wanted to grab his hand, stand up and run, run away from this awful place, run away from everything and live a life in peace, without any dark creatures, just with him.

But she would never be able to do just that, because she is going to die.

Ich weiß nicht, was los mit mir war, dass ich so deprimierenden Scheiß geschrieben habe.

I wanted to tell him that I loved him too, I wanted to tell him that I wouldn't be going without him, that I would be as miserable as him if we were separated, but I couldn't.

The last power of living was leaving my body and I couldn't speak anymore. The poison was running through my veins, mercilessly and aggressively, leaving me with nothing that I could do.

Irgendwie mag ich auch diesen Absatz.

So scheiße habe ich ja gar nicht geschrieben...

Manchmal.

With all the power I still had, I grabbed Henry's face

Bitte nicht Henry.

Bitte nicht Henry.

Ich kenne zwei Henry's.

Einer davon ist seit der ersten Klasse ein Ass im Klavierspielen und hat meiner besten Freundin mal eine Offene Tintenpatrone auf den Stuhl gelegt.

Der andere ist dumm wie Brot und will immer in Englischarbeiten bei mir abschreiben.

Ich möchte mir bei keinem der beiden vorstellen, dass unser Main Character sie küsst.

Wirklich nicht.

and pulled him down to mine. Our lips met. After 5 seconds, I let him go. I looked at his face one last time.

ONE LAST TIME, I NEED TO BE THE ONE WHO TAKES YOU HOME

His expression was terrible. The pain was struck all over it and the tears silently ran down his cheeks.

"I love you.", he whispered.

And then everything was over.

DAS IST AUCH SO DEPRIMIEREND!

Warum noch einmal liebe ich es so sehr sad endings zu schreiben?

Anyway

Ich hoffe ihr habt ein paar Eimer voll geweint.

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