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Prologue: A late goodbye letter to you.


I've always felt as if you were something more. That you didn't belong here. That he is something far beyond out definition of 'Power'. Never knew I could be so right, huh? I thought you could be normal! That you would be normal. Why did everything go so wrong? Where did it go so wrong? Why did you do it. I'll never know will I? No one will. Is it to late to hope? Are you really gone? Or are you alive? Ha! Wishful thinking... July 31 1998. You know you died on your eighteenth birthday? It's kinda sad. Well life tends to be a sarcastic bloody bitch. Why should it make an exception for the savior of the world? We all miss you. We all mourn. We all cry. But the worst thing is we know it's our fault. We just didn't know what to do to help you. Didn't see that while you were okay on the inside you weren't on the outside. I WILL come back to you Harry. And YOU will have as normal as a life as you can. I promise. But for now... I want a few years. I want to be with Bill little brother. I love him. He's smart, handsome, strong, brave, funny. He's everything and more. Like Ginny was to you. Or what you thought was her. Well life is not the only thing that is a bitch. At least life doesn't lie straight to your face. Until we meet again.

Your loving cousin

Ariana Potter Black

The dark haired witch watched as the letter burnt. The Celtics used to believe that that was the method to send a message to the ones which passed on. It was worth a try.

Ariana laid back a sighted. She missed him. She really did. And she finally was ready after five years to say goodbye and move on. She lived her life as much as she could. She has a wonderful husband. Her surname is Weasley. She's an accomplished muggle writer and a Dark Art teacher in the American Institute of Magic. Now it was turn to set thing right for him. To go back and change things.

She hoped it worked.

She looked at the form of her blissfully unaware redhead. A few lone tears fell on the quilt.

''Good bye Bill. I hope we'll meet again. I hope...'', her voice broke and she stiffed back a sob. When the 25 year old woman managed to steady her breath she walked out of the room as silently as possible for a mere human. She shut the wooden door behind her and went down the basement.

Smiling her last smile she slashed her wrists, joined her hands together and murmured something in a forge in language. Ariana was engulfed in a dark mist and that was the last thing she knew. In the bedroom two floors up a certain Bill Weasley woke up with a start.

'' Ariana? ''

Obviously there was no response.


AN: I know it's short but so be it. It's just a prologue so it can be. The next ones will be four times longer or more don't worry! Happy New Year everybody! 3 3 3

PS: To those who are VERY EXTREMELY dumb this will be a Time Travel Fic. :D

PS2: All the info on when the next chapters will be posted will be on my profile page ass well as the new story info.