The image I saw before my grandmother's mirror locket was a silhoutte of a person very important to me.
There, he was running.
He was running as fast as he could, but the thing he was running from caught up to him---
---and it stabbed him right through his heart.
I woke up with my eyes in tears.
He can't die.
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The Cursed Child
FanfictionHailey Adams is one of the few remaining pure-blood wizards to date. Schooled in an institute exclusive for pure-bloods during her early years, she decided to enroll to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardy --- predominantly comprised of studen...
