Clear Eyes
The screen flickered to life and the story began.
"…it wasn't our fault, Dumbledore always told us this" a boy said with eyes that showed the horrors he had seen.
"H-he killed my whole family" a brunette whispered before breaking down and crying.
"…she stopped breathing"
"Right here"
"There was blood everywhere!"
"They tore my clothes off"
"…I could see their souls just being sucked out"
"Half of them were less than twenty!"
"It's his entire fault!"
"I can't see anymore"
"The society as we knew it is gone"
"…If only we were more prepared…"
"If only we were ready!"
"…they shot everyone at the Front by the hundreds in mere seconds"
"Cut us down like grass!"
"I loved her, but she's gone now…they're all gone"
Groups of students happily walked towards the Quidditch Stadium ignoring the rain that was giving the environment a pale blue haze.
Green, gold, silver, red banners waved everywhere and illuminated the atmosphere.
The line of students waiting to enter the stadium parted as the Quidditch Team members flowed through to the entrance.
It was as though gods and goddesses had come to bless the mortals and the sound had suddenly stopped to accommodate them even though the air was still pounding with noise.
The colours waved even more furiously than before while people cheered on their idols. The players moved forward silently some with slight smiles others with a fierce determination but all with one purpose: to win.
"Are you nervous?" she asked her brother.
"Not one bit, you?"
"Not one bit" she mimicked smiling.
"It's going to be a hard match you know?" he commented to his best friend.
"When did I ever turn down a challenge?"
"Never"
"Neither did you"
"I'm dedicating this match for her you know?"
"Are you going to propose tonight?"
"Definitely"
The red and gold team with the smiling faces flew out to be greeted by cheers. It seemed like the whole world had come to see them, because the people who cared about them were there.
Everyone waited patiently for the dark green and silver team to fly out to be greeted by their house members' cheers.
It seemed as if they weren't going to show up, until they came out wearing the uniform of evil.
It was quiet for the moment until one Gryffindor player fell dead onto the ground, which was when the panic happened.
The whole school had come to watch, the whole school was surrounded, the whole school was captured and the whole school was broken.
