(Short prologue chapter) 2010
"No," McGonagall whispered, her wrinkled face was frozen in a look of horror. "It can't be! He can't be dead!" The woman who was once tough as concrete cracked as tears welled in her eyes.
A stifled cry came from the far corner. Standing there was Hermione, with her husband of 20 something years, Ron, wrapping his arms around her while she weeped silently into his shoulder.
"I'm sorry," the newly elected Minister of Magic said, though his expression was neutral. "I am aware you all knew Mr. Potter very well and that you are all probably still-"
"SHUT IT!" yelled a female none other that Ginny. "You're not helping any of us! You've delivered your message so just leave! My husband is dead!" her three children clutched her leg, holding on tight to their only parent.
"Are you sure you want me too leave just yet?" He asked them calmly. "Because I think there is a way to fix this."
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Really short but important. Don't worry, the story gets better (by which I mean happier).
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Fanfiction"Abode of the forgotten kind Eyes like curse left in the blind Traveling twice young trapped by single wall Or mistake will cause thirty to fall," Hecate chanted. "Happy now?" "Are you allowed to-" "JUST GO WITH IT!" OoOo It's the year...
