If you were to mention her name in a locker room, or in a girls bathroom, you would always get the same look and smirk sent in your direction. Because she was an urban legend. Someone people told their younger siblings about when they wanted to brag about how awesome it was to be a teenager. The details and the ending would always change, but the conclusion to the story was always that; "that girl had some serious daddy issues." (Art on cover credited to http://athousandclouds.tumblr.com/)

Harry artık ölümün nasıl koktuğunu biliyordu. Ölüm,mavi kadife gibi kokuyordu.

Harry, ölü bir adamdı. Ve arkasında yalnız ve güzel bir kızı bırakıp gitmişti.