I have been surviving the past few years, counting on my hands, the days taking me, to the impending end. I will not. I will not sacrifice my hands anymore for something so sacrilegious. I color my hands with Vermillion, rub the pages of my notebook and see the difference it can make. It's not magical. It's not life...
The corridors within Hogwarts' cold walls were dark, until they were lit by a girl with a radiant smile and a heart of gold. [DH] started: january 09 2016 completed: may 22 2016 disclaimer: i do not own harry potter. all recognisable plots, characters, and settings belong to j.k rowling. i only own annie wilkinson and...