After Sirius died, Harry sank into depression and began ignoring what was going on around him. Ron, in a fit of irritation, said many things he did not mean causing Harry to run from the common room. He was never seen again.
Now, 20 years later, Jennifer Weasley arrives at Hogwarts with her friends Scorpius Malfoy, and Amy Longbottom. Due to the strange dreams Jennifer has been having, will Ron and Hermione finally know what happened to their friend?
**I couldn't find a story like this so I just wrote one. This is my first attempt at a Horror/Tragedy story. Tell me what you think!**
Prologue
Harry sat curled up in one of the large armchairs by the fire, staring at the flames with a desperate sadness in his eyes. He had barely spoken since Sirius died and staring at things without really seeing them had become his favorite pastime. His best friends were nearby playing another round of wizard chess, with Hermione losing spectacularly to Ron. Harry was much lousier than she was and Ron had tried and failed to teach him, but he just couldn't grasp it. He didn't have the flair for brilliant strategical thinking that Ron had.
But that didn't matter anymore, nothing had mattered since he had watched his beloved godfather fall through the veil in the Department of Mysteries. He blamed himself because if he hadn't been so stupid to fall for Voldemort's trick, he wouldn't have gotten killed in the first place, he wouldn't have even been there!
So Harry sank into a foggy haze of depression and lost interest in things he used to enjoy, like quidditch. His friends tried to understand but they just couldn't sympathize with what Harry was going through. They slowly became frustrated with Harry's self-imposed exile from the world of the living. Especially Ron, he cared about Harry, he really did, he was his baby brother, but he just couldn't relate to Harry at the moment and it made him angry, both with himself and Harry's new zombie attitude. To make matters worse, Ron had a horrible tendency to act rashly, saying things he didn't mean and not thinking rationally when he was angry, jealous or upset.
It was this tendency that would set the spark for tragedy, and it would be the last time they ever see Harry again.