Empty Eyes
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MatureComplete Sun, Apr 5, 202012m
There is a spell, it tells you the day you die, then the minute, then the second. Like a little timer, always going down. Harry knows that his is shorter than others, but the day still seemed so far away. Until he only has 3 weeks, then 2. In the last week of his life, Harry gives up he doesn't care anymore, he will die fighting Voldemort, he knows that, so what's the point of trying to be happy anymore.
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