Chapter 19

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Harry Potter and the goblet of fire

Year four

One year later

~Flashback~

The sky continued to cry
And
The grass was now wet

my cheeks drenched with tears
That showed no sign of stopping
They merely continued to trickle down
My face

It was quiet

People to afraid to speak in fear of disrespecting those who were mourning their loss

What was left of my family
in a state of distress
Trying to hold ourselves together
For the sake of the crowds who had gathered
To say goodbye to the woman who had
died

Father stood next to me
Not speaking
Not comforting
Just standing

I watched as white roses were placed on the coffin

In my hand I held a black rose
My father too held one

When the crowds began to leave and shrink
Only one family remained
The Malfoy's

Too afraid to leave
Their friend who lost his
wife
And a girl who had just lost her
Mother

They didn't speak merely observed from a distance

My Father walked first
kissing the coffin
And placing the rose on top

Before leaving to return to his office
which he had found sanctuary in the safe space of the four walls that shielded him from the mishaps in the world

He had become isolated
And
Detached

Walking to the coffin
I stopped traitorous tears
I had kept at bay spilled out of my eyes

Placing the last black rose on my mothers coffin
I bid my mother a final farewell

Before stepping back
And
Watching as the wizards placed her
With the rest of the
Robinson family

My heart clenched
and
Shattered into a million pieces a puzzle that desperately needed to be
solved

The memory soon disappears from my mind and my surroundings become clear again. I'm standing next to Draco at the Quidditch World Cup. I didn't want to come but cissa insisted i leave the house and social with people.

Draco grabbed my hand as we made our way up to the commissioners private booth. I hear a familiar voice and look up to see the weaselys and potter trudging up the stairs.

"How much higher dad" Weasley asked his father. I rolled my eyes at the bunch of misfits, I grab the hem of my dress and walk next to Draco.

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