Hello everyone! I'm kind of new at this so bear with me. I've been thinking about this story for a while now. I've started uploading this a while ago but then deleted because I didn't have any inspiration. But now, I found some inspiration and decided to start uploading and working on this story again. Please tell me what you think about this story. I really look forward for your feedback.
Loads of love,
naomiwrites
Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own anything of the Harry Potter universe. That's belongs completely to J.K. Rowling. But all the changes I make, original characters and plotline for this fanfiction is completely of my own.
Setting: Post-War, eight year of Hogwarts.
Prologue
The Second Wizarding war has ended. Everyone has taken the bodies of the ones who passed away towards the great hall of Hogwarts. The winning of the war had a double feeling like there are two sides of one coin. There was a side of happiness, but also a side of bitterness. People were happy and relieved the war was over. But bitterness and sorrow remained for all those lives that were lost.
Saying goodbye to those loved ones had taken its toll on everyone. The funerals took place, people showed their gratitude towards them all. It was by far a beautiful disaster. Beautiful words were spoken. Disaster was because all those lives that were thrown away too soon.
Some people were celebrating just like they did after the first Wizarding war. Some of them trying to hide if they sided with the wrong side of the war. Most of the Death Eaters that were trying to flee, were arrested. Some were too prideful to even try to run away and stayed rightfully for their trials, like the Malfoy family did.
After the time of mourning, came the time of healing. Hogwarts had been rebuilt in a record time and slowly the Wizarding world in London has been getting stronger once again. There was no mercy towards the ones who's loyalty laid with the dark lord. Even some department heads were on trial and replaced.
But for some, the healing process didn't go as smooth. It takes time. Adults that had to say goodbye to their children. Children who suddenly became orphans. Children who had to grow up too fast because of the darkness slowly engulfing them.
Sometimes people, like Draco Malfoy, had to face the fact how maybe, their beliefs weren't that righteous and better as they once thought. It brings confusion, nothing to hold on to. Some who still believed in the value of their culture. Some still held on to the believe that muggleborns ruined their Wizarding culture.
The healing process is rough, but you have to get through it.
Sometimes the healing process is a conflict between heart and mind and won't be agreeing with each other that easily. Sometimes, no matter how much it fears you, you first have to face your fears and inner demons head on. Otherwise they just keep haunting you.
Healing takes time. Especially when there are values and morals involved. Over time, everything will become clearer and you'll find your way you're supposed to be heading to. But sometimes healing needs a little bit of help from someone you're going to grow to care for. Someone to wrap his or her comfort and love around you like a safe blanket.
Sometimes, all it takes, is being healed.. by love. To accept the past for what it is and to be able to move on.