Hi guys! This is my first fan-fiction ever so please go easy on me. For the time being it will be rated M, that may change. Let me know what you think of it (I want honest opinions. I don't care how brutal). By the way some stuff to know, this isn't 100% canon. I'll be picking random stuff that will or will not work. As of right now Voldermort doesn't exist. Who knows if i change my mind at some point. But let's assume this is an original story (besides the characters and stuff). As always the original content belongs to J.K. Rowling, this fanfic is merely for entertainment purposes.
Tomorrow May Never Come
Chapter 1
I have lived a simple life, well, relatively simple. For someone who has the power to control magic my life is just a bit more extreme than the average muggleborn. But, even my friends would agree that I'm fairly simple. It's not a sin, I just like being close to my siblings despite how annoying they can be, and I love my parents a lot. Although I do have a lot of friends, there are only three whom I love the most. We have our own crazy adventures; I swear our story could make an interesting book one day. I love them the most because they accept me for who and what I am; I never have to hide who I am to them.
Yes some would say that my family is…unique in the magic community, but I just think we love what we have…each other. We are a family that asks for little, but ends up getting a lot. For me the material stuff never mattered; I was able to go to a great school and some of my friends let me use their stuff, when needed of course. I never felt underprivileged, I was happy with what I had.
A lot of my friends and family have interesting occupations. At least three of them are involved with the Ministry of Magic (essentially the government for magic folk), I know someone who is a banker, and someone who is a journalist. Myself, well I am a professor at the very school where I learned all about magic, Hogwarts. I teach about a craft called Charms. I don't suppose you may know what it is; I don't know how to explain to you, I'm not really well versed in your world.
I haven't gotten married or entered a serious relationship yet. Not that I haven't had a girlfriend but I haven't bothered to settle down after I started working. I am still young however; at the ripe age of 24 I have no complaints, I can wait for a bit longer. But I would soon regret this decision.
See for a while now I was noticing that something was off about my magic, it wasn't as strong as it used to be. I just felt weak, like my body was weighing me down. At some point even the simplest tasks became a chore. I didn't know what was happening; I just assumed I was getting fatigued from teaching. But things got worse when I woke up one day with a sharp pain in my gut. My mom and dad had to rush me to St. Mungo's. This is where my life changed for the worse, when the doctor told me the words I dreaded to hear.
"What do you mean he is dying?" my mom asked, trying to find a flaw somewhere.
"I can't explain it, there must have been a curse or spell that was placed and has remained dormant until now. Or it's just a new strain of something we haven't dealt with before. It's eating away at the magic core until it eventually takes the life force. Right now it has been moving slowly but who knows if it changes pace" the doctor explained
My mom started crying, my dad hugged her immediately. But even he couldn't show strength and broke down himself. I had to be the brave one to ask the question on all of our minds
"How…How long do I have?" I asked, trying to fight both shock and tears.
The doctor looked at me with sad eyes "It's hard to say; if it remains at this slow pace I would say, just a little more than a year" he took a long sigh "If it changes pace it could be much earlier; possibly weeks"
I was stuck in limbo, I didn't know what to say, think or feel. At some point my parents both started hugging me. Everything was running through my mind, "How did this happen? Why? Why me? What am I going to do? Who would do this?"
I didn't know anything other than the fact that I, Ronald Billius Weasley, a simple professor at Hogwarts, was waiting to die…what a fucking day
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