God, I just typed this in a rush. I didn't want to forget this plot bunny. Early birthday present for Harry, I can't post this tomorrow, so I did it today.
Once Upon a Time, there was a beautiful red haired girl. She lived a happy life with her sister and her parents.
Once Upon a Time, there was a prince born to two happy parents. He too lived happily with his parents.
The thing is, both of them had magic. The prince was born in a place where magic was normal and accepted, while the girl was in a land where magic was thought to be non-existent. One day, the girl found a boy who also had magic like she did. This boy soon became her best friend. And he told her about the fantastic magical world, and how she was part of it.
The sister soon became slightly jealous, why didn't she have magic too? Jealousy is illogical which is why it's so deadly.
A letter came to the red headed girl when she was eleven, and on a sunny day in September, she boarded the magic red train to her new school. On the train she met the prince and his friend, and they didn't get along that well at all.
To be truthful, reader, the girl and the prince weren't exactly love at first sight. It took seven years for them to happen.
The girl and the prince were sorted into Gryffindor, and the girl's only friend was sorted into the enemy's house: Slytherin.
Yet, the girl and her friend still met, but as time passed the strain of being in rival houses came upon that friendship. Still their friendship held despite all that.
The prince and his merry band of friends began being pranksters, and tormented the poor friend of the red head. Red and black clashed, girl against prince. The girl defending, the prince on the offensive.
The prince made his affections for the girl no secret, the girl made her lack of interest for the prince no secret too.
One fateful day, the prince's band of friends went too far. And the friendship between the girl and her friend cracked under the strain.
Until that very friendship shattered.
Two years later, the girl saw the prince in a new light. One day, she accepted an invitation from the prince and the rest they say is history.
However their lovely, magical world was at war. The dark forces didn't like people like the girl, people who came from the land where magic wasn't realized and thought of as tricks and illusions. The girl and the prince joined a side that fought against the dark, the Order of the Phoenix.
"What happened to the friend?" You may ask, well the friend joined the dark side. He accepted the mark on his wrist that made him of them.
Wedding bells rang, for the girl and her prince. Dressed in white, she was the epitome of beauty for her husband.
A prophecy was made one day, and the girl's friend eavesdropped on the women who made it, and told his master what he had heard. That prophecy put the now red headed woman and her husband in danger.
Their son was now going to be targeted by the Dark Lord for something he had yet to do. It was unfair, but life's not fair at all.
On a dark night, the Dark Lord found them, even though they had a special charm made to hide them. However they were betrayed by a friend they had thought trustworthy, and as a result the charm was no more, they didn't know that and the Dark Lord's attack took them by surprise.
The prince died first, and not in his wife's arms as he would've wanted.
Then the redhead died, protecting her son. Her death was not wasted, as it defeated the Dark Lord.
The redhead didn't die for that. She didn't wish to defeat the Dark Lord.
What the redhead died for was her baby son.
And so, the prince and the redhead watched from above as their emerald eyed son grew up and had a family of his own.
One day, they'll meet their son and his descendants, but not yet.
And so, they existed in death together. Forever.
La Fin.
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