Tragedies of War.
Prologue
A/N: Hey Ya'll. This used to be Matters of the Heart but I've decided to change it. A lot. I'm leaving the first actual chapter the same. The rest, of what was already posted should be at least moderately different.
I can see the scene so clearly in my head. Even after all these years. It was the most beautiful day of the year, for the biggest wedding the wizarding world had ever seen. Megan Harrison, only daughter of Marcus and Gwendolyn Harrison, was marrying Severus Snape, prat extraordinaire. Megan, the only girl I ever really loved. Megan, who taught me how to cry. My Megan.
I sat in the back of the church as the event started. First came Lily Potter the Matron of Honor. Lily looked beautiful as always, I couldn't help but grin as her one-year old son, Harry, babbled at her from his seat between myself and Remus Lupin. Just when I thought that I might actually be able to make it through the ceremony without making a scene, then the whole crowd stood. I looked towards the back of the small church and lost my breath. There between James Potter and her father, stood Megan. She looked absolutely stunning I could barely see her face through her veil but the whole congregation could tell she was smiling serenely. She looked so sure I wanted to scream. Scream that she wasn't supposed to be doing this. That she was not supposed to marry a Deatheaters. I was lost in my thoughts until the mahogany doors of the church slammed open. Time seemed to stand still, until the screaming started. Deatheaters poured in from the back broke the stained glass windows with curses. All my Auror training kicked in. People were pushing out of the church while I was pushing forward.
I pushed through a ring of Deatheaters that had surrounded the front of the church towards Megan. Just before I reached her I felt a shooting pain rip through my body, I knew it was the Cruciatus, but I didn't care. All I could see, all I was focused on was the fear in her eyes.
I reached her just as the curse ended. I took her by the hand and began to lead her out of the church, away from the struggle and him. A team of Aurors had arrived by then curses, hexes, and jinxes were flying from every direction. I was scanning the room for a clear path when I heard her speak to me.
I turned to face her just as she fell into my arms and collapsed. Her wide lavender eyes looked up at me filled with fear and pain. I sank to the floor holding her head in my lap.
"I love you," were the last words she said to me. I saw her eyes go blank. Her once bright and sparkling eyes, eyes that contained answers to all life's most important questions, became a blank void. I knew things were about to change drastically.
But, I'm getting ahead of myself. Let's go back. Back to the beginning. To the start of the story. To the events that lead to that day, and all the days to come.