Beyond the Veil

So Real

"Oh.... " she whispers
"what ? " I ask
She just stares at me. There is fear in her eyes and it rubs of on me charging the atmosphere in the small rectangular room where we sit , my eyes are accustomed to the dim light from the one bulb which dangles over us like the one's in a Police interrogation room.

She looks like she has stopped breathing , her eyes close , they almost look sad , tired even . Her palm rests on her forehead half covering her eyes . She slowly rubs her forehead tracing the scar over her eyes , eventually pulls softly at her hair as she she sighs taking her time like she's done this a hundred times and the words she will utter means nothing to her . Like she doesn't care how it will affect me

I just stand there blinking , dreading the words that will come out of her mouth , the words that have the power to end me . I know what she will say , I've heard her say it countless times before and I know I'll hear them countless other times in the future too . Yet Every time is like the first time , the shock and the pain so real .

"Draco , It wasn't an accident , She was the first , She was chosen , She was killed"
she finally says.

Then everything disappears and I am engulfed by darkness , voices I don't recognize start mumbling
"killed"
"killed"
"the chosen one"
"Draco"

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I wake up with moist cheeks . I know it was a dream but it seems so real . Its funny how 3 words
'she' , 'was' , and 'chosen' alone seem as innocent as ever , but put them together in a circumstance as this and they can haunt you for the rest of your life . Reliving ones worst memories every day in the form of nightmares is one of the worst fate's imaginable.

I must have fallen asleep, I conclude , from the fact that I'm sitting leaning on the wall at the end of the staircase surrounded by a few people I now call my friends.
All of us with the same memories , same nightmares , same reasons for gathering in this dark hallway outside Mcgonagal's room this evening

Luna Lovegood looks as absentminded and out of place as she always is , In her odd clothing and Jewellery . She seems to be sitting opposite from me looking down , talking to herself .
I smile to myself
Me from a month ago would have found Luna's antics odd but after what we've been through I've started appreciating whatever's left of us all , whatever's not lost . Familiarity brings with it a feeling of ease , like everything's right in the world . But nothing's right. Nothing will ever be the same.

I'm too tired to notice who else is sitting with me , who else made it back , So I drift back into my thoughtless mind .

We've been waiting for Mcgonagal
for the past one hour , our agenda , to explain ourselves , to relive the memories of the past one month before oblivion brings us bliss .

What changed ? What happened that was so bad we had to be obliviated?
I will try and explain my side of the story
So be patient , be open-minded , and most importantly don't judge any of us , we're just a bunch of 14 year old wizard's who were put to the test , and all we did was try to survive . The will to live out weighing everything else , except maybe love .