Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
I always liked phoenixes. They fascinated me. When one flew through my window, I didn't know it. It was oddly coloured. Dark green, blue, and black. You muggles might not even think a bird like this exists. Wizards think it is an omen of death. I say it is an Augury. Those who are frightened of it think that they are hearing Death speak to them. I hear the song of Life, and Magic. I always celebrate the day of the Phoenix. I think that it is an insult not to. Anyways, the day that the Augury flew through my window, was the day it all changed.
