Draco's POV
"Goodnight Draco" she whispers before stepping backwards off the tower. A green spark follows her down.
"SHADOW!" I run to the edge of the roof but it is too late. All her bones are bent in awkward angles and her gorgeous black hair is fanned out around her head on the grass, like a halo surrounds an angel.
A yell escapes my lips. A cry for help as I slowly crumple to the floor. She is dead. But I'm dragged up by my Father and matched out of that school. I want to run. To lie in her bed, wrap my self in her cloaks that still have her lavender scent on them. I want to go to her house, where we snuck to during the Christmas holidays and spent the nights entangled in each other.
Dead; its such an evil word. It's harsh and hard to use. It's definite. There is nothing else. No happy ever after. That's the end of your life. The end of everything.
It has been a year since Shadow stepped off the Astronomy Tower and today we are spreading her ashes by the rocks over looking Hagrids.
Where she spent every dramatic moment. I sigh as I remember when she ran away fifth year because of me. I let a tear drop as I recall the ball in fourth year when we sat out side and drank butter beer. I remember the good times and the bad. Everything about her.
Her father is gone, but it doesn't feel like she is truly gone
Even without her here, I feel like she is watching me like a shadow.
My Shadow.
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Shadow Riddle: A Harry Potter Fan Fic
Mystery / Thrillerthough the tale of harry has been told, one girls story was not. learn how one wizard fights for survival against her farther with help from an unexpected enemy
