When the Lilacs Last Bloomed

by sleepy queens

"Little things seem like nothing, but they give peace, like those meadow flowers which individually seem odorless but all together perfume the air." [a drabble collection]

1. All their conversations were lost

A/N: This is a collection of drabbles written for various challenges. Dedicated to the lovely reminiscent-afterthought.

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When the Lilacs Last Bloomed
a collection of drabbles

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Character(s): Alicia, George
Challenge(s): The Becoming a Wizard Challenge: The First Breath Into the Wizarding Word #01, Minor Character Boot Camp #46- elephant in the room, and Friendship Boot Camp #01- new.

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All their conversations were lost in the breeze. If you asked Alicia, she wouldn't name a single thing she and George had talked about in those long days after the war. Perhaps she couldn't. Perhaps those days were too raw, locked away in a dusty corner of her mind to preserve her sanity. Or perhaps words could never do those days justice.

Instead, she'd tell you about the soft grass on the cliff they retreated to for mutual commiseration, the smell of the sturdy trees they'd never learned about in Herbology, the sting on her salty, damp cheeks as the wind lashed against them. She'd tell you about George's large hand folded into hers as they held onto each other and felt each other's losses- a lover, a brother, and the lives they could've led.