Lost and Forgotten
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A baby's cry echoed through the air. No one was there to comfort it. No one was there to make sure it was alright. It seemed like no one cared.
But the truth was, that almost everybody in Godric's Hallow was dead. Almost... The only people left alive were a ghastly man whose named should not be mentioned, the tiny baby protected by his mother's love and a two year old girl. I was that girl. And this is my story.
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