CONSELHO

„O meu conselho é pra te ver feliz"

Souls of the dead and alive lived through her, their lies and truths echoed in her, their pasts flooded her mind and her blood dripped of their remnants.

Yara learned to live with the idea that her life was no more than a movie she wasn't allowed to partake in, forever a spectator of what her ancestors had been through.

He demolished that belief.

He taught her how to dance, how to hope, how to love and how to dream, when her truths betrayed her was there to ground her, when fire banished her he was her warmth, when her heart refused her he pumped her blood.

He taught her how to live when she refused to give in.

When Harry met Yara.

When the universe praised their story, while the stars seeked forgiveness for the damnation of those before them.

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HARRY POTTER X BRAZILIAN/EGYPTIAN (OC)

English is not my first language nor my second, I apologize (not so sincerely) for any confusion in the story for it wasn't done on purpose
This story was inspired by the brazilian song conselho by Samba de raiz, a soothing advice that was sung everywhere.
This story contains heavy subjects such as the struggles of immigrants in western countries and the racism they face, the crisis in occupied Palestine and Rafah, how the westernization of our cultures has drowned us in an air of misery and loss...etc. Some were done in lighter tones, most weren't.

The Harry Potter World is not of my creation, all credit goes to J.K Rowling except for some plot lines and characters that were mine.
Do not be mistaken, me writing this Fanfiction does not align my beliefs with hers.