I read your diary—I didn’t mean to,
But when you left, I didn’t know what to do.
We’d escaped together; you were safe at Shell Cottage,
But then you vanished, like words on a page.
I felt like I was going out of my mind,
Trying to find answers, anything I could find.
Then in your diary, I found the truth—
A world beyond this one, hidden from view.
Who would believe this world was made for me?
That everything I knew was just a story?
Dumbledore’s words, and the strange things you’d say,
Made it all clear in a different way.
You once told me your favorite memory was in that room,
When we first met under the bath's soft bloom.
At first, I thought you meant it in thanks,
But now I see it was our start, unplanned.
I never saw the change; I thought it was you,
Thought time had just shifted, as it tends to do.
But when you woke up, with those different eyes,
You looked at me like I was despised.
It hurt, that look, like a sudden cut,
But now I know I was missing so much.
Those eyes weren’t yours; that look wasn’t you—
You were carrying burdens I never knew.
—Harry James Potter (His Memory Of Her, page 13)
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𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬 || HJP
Fanfiction!!HAPPY ENDING!! Meet - (𝐘/𝐧) 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐬, an ordinary young woman who unexpectedly finds herself transported into the fantastical realm of Harry Potter as the fraternal twin sister of Ron Weasley. With no knowledge of how the story will unfol...
