This is a joint fanfic so I can't take all the credit. If you like our style she is posting another Harry Potter joint one of ours on her profile. Her way of posting is a bit different than mine but oh well, if you think its different typed you should see what our notebooks look like. Here's the link if you want to read it: .net/s/5062619/1/The_lost_children
Oh, and no duh, we don't own Harry Potter.
Two children were playing happily together on an old playground. The sun was setting but they were reluctant to go. Two young owls, one black and the other brow, watched them from a tree. The two children held hands as they ran, their matching blonde hair reflected in the fading light. This park was their park. Their friendship and this place of magic it took place was their secret, unknown by anyone and everyone. There friendship was a thing of magic, untainted by family names, upbringing or adults. They didn't know each others histories or last names or parents anyway. They were a year apart in age, but the boy was taller even though he was younger. He had sad blue eyes that reflected a hidden pain. The girl had laughing green eyes that reflected a manner of protectiveness of the boy. They giggled together, never releasing each others hands until they separated for the last time. Parting forever because one was moving. Their year of always being together had come to an end. It was time for her to leave. The black owl flew to her shoulder and the brown one to his. As the children faced back to back and released hands as they walked away, unwilling to show the other their tears.
But their friendship wasn't over, it continued trough letters, carried by their owls. Their owls always knew how to find their own masters and each other's masters. They never failed. Their letters spoke of life, school, pain, happiness, anger, everything, but their actual last names were never traded. The magic of their friendship was still kept safe by the secret of it. Never spoken to anyone but each other. They grew older but never grew apart. Until they each wrote a final letter to each other, saying that they were transferring to a new live in school and would write when they could. This was their temporary goodbye.