Memories flip through my head like old photos. Many memories have one constant, him.
When him and I met, I hated him. Of course I would, he was the stereotypical 'bad-boy'. Although he was a prefect and I liked to fly below the radar. Barley ever seeing the professors if it wasn't needed.
He was tall, and dark. When we met he was just a boy who never knew how to love. He came from a dark place, a filthy excuse for a place to grow up.
Suddenly, I'm in the girls lavatory. Me and Myrtle are talking while I'm washing up. Then the dark haired boy walks in. Pieces of his hair fall over his forehead to frame his face perfectly. His tie is done loosely, this was strange for him.
If I knew then, that this boy would be the one to... Save my life, but also end it at the same time. This boy, would give me reason to live, then take it away.
Myrtle and I rushed into stalls. Then my soul put my into a different memory one year down the road...
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Avada Kedavra
Fanfiction• This is a short story about Hogwarts so if you have an obsession read ahead! • I am working on a novel so this is just to kinda get my work out there for when the novel comes out • I hope you like my story, if you do make sure to let me know! • No...
