If only he had listened
He lay there in front of me. His skin pale and eyelids the shade of ebony. His once strong and muscular body lay limp in my arms. Tears ran down my face and fell onto his perfect face.
I loved him. I knew deep down inside of him he didn't believe that I could ever love him. But I did, oh yes I did. I loved him so much it ripped my heart out of my chest every second I wasn't with him.
I tried to remember what he looked like before everything went wrong. Before the world turned to darkness, before when we laughed together sitting out by the lake at Hogwarts. Hogwarts is gone now. Ever since the Dark Lord rose, Hogwarts was destroyed; the muggle world was destroyed. and love was destroyed. The past. the past when his eyes shone when he looked at me. When his face lit up from the idea of a picnic by the lake together. His hair when the sun shone on it! Oh it was like heaven! If only I had taken it all in back then. If only. if only.
At that thought I was brought back to the present. I closed my eyes. Tears trickled down my face. I whispered to myself "It's a dream, its not real. This cant be happening". I opened my eyes and he was still there. Limp in my arms. He looked as if he was in pain. It made me feel terrible. I sobbed aloud. I screamed a scream of mixed emotions. A scream of sadness. A scream hatred. A scream of loss.
I was angry at myself. It was all my fault. I should've made him stay with me. I told him a million times not to go after Voldemort. He wouldn't listen. He said he had seen enough people die. He wanted to protect me. He promised he would be careful. I told him to stay, if only he had listened.
I looked up in front of me. Voldemort stood there with a look on his face, a look of complete satisfaction. I yelled at him to kill me too. I didn't want to have to live the rest of my life with out my love.
He laughed a pure evil laugh. Anger boiled up inside of me. I screamed. I picked up my wand and pointed it at him. "AVADA KADAVRA!" A flash of green light blinded me. I threw myself over the his body to protect him. I waited... there was silence. I was crying. I don't think I had stopped crying the whole time. Slowly I raised my head. I looked around the room. Not a sign of him. I had my revenge. Revenge for everyone who suffered under his powers. He was dead and I was glad. Though I could not show it.
I looked down at the dead body in my arms. My tears trickling off my chin and onto his face. I leaned over and kissed him on the lips. I whispered to him "I will be with you soon my love. My love.".
I picked up my wand, pointed it at myself and muttered the words "Avada Kadavra".
He lay there in front of me. His skin pale and eyelids the shade of ebony. His once strong and muscular body lay limp in my arms. Tears ran down my face and fell onto his perfect face.
I loved him. I knew deep down inside of him he didn't believe that I could ever love him. But I did, oh yes I did. I loved him so much it ripped my heart out of my chest every second I wasn't with him.
I tried to remember what he looked like before everything went wrong. Before the world turned to darkness, before when we laughed together sitting out by the lake at Hogwarts. Hogwarts is gone now. Ever since the Dark Lord rose, Hogwarts was destroyed; the muggle world was destroyed. and love was destroyed. The past. the past when his eyes shone when he looked at me. When his face lit up from the idea of a picnic by the lake together. His hair when the sun shone on it! Oh it was like heaven! If only I had taken it all in back then. If only. if only.
At that thought I was brought back to the present. I closed my eyes. Tears trickled down my face. I whispered to myself "It's a dream, its not real. This cant be happening". I opened my eyes and he was still there. Limp in my arms. He looked as if he was in pain. It made me feel terrible. I sobbed aloud. I screamed a scream of mixed emotions. A scream of sadness. A scream hatred. A scream of loss.
I was angry at myself. It was all my fault. I should've made him stay with me. I told him a million times not to go after Voldemort. He wouldn't listen. He said he had seen enough people die. He wanted to protect me. He promised he would be careful. I told him to stay, if only he had listened.
I looked up in front of me. Voldemort stood there with a look on his face, a look of complete satisfaction. I yelled at him to kill me too. I didn't want to have to live the rest of my life with out my love.
He laughed a pure evil laugh. Anger boiled up inside of me. I screamed. I picked up my wand and pointed it at him. "AVADA KADAVRA!" A flash of green light blinded me. I threw myself over the his body to protect him. I waited... there was silence. I was crying. I don't think I had stopped crying the whole time. Slowly I raised my head. I looked around the room. Not a sign of him. I had my revenge. Revenge for everyone who suffered under his powers. He was dead and I was glad. Though I could not show it.
I looked down at the dead body in my arms. My tears trickling off my chin and onto his face. I leaned over and kissed him on the lips. I whispered to him "I will be with you soon my love. My love.".
I picked up my wand, pointed it at myself and muttered the words "Avada Kadavra".