Remember This a harry potter fanfiction novel by N. Time
Prologue (In A Slight Third Person, Freeverse Manner)
They were laying down on the hill, the wind as wild and loud as ever but for some strange reason, they were oddly quiet. Until a sniff was heard, and Teddy leaned over himself to see the small, redheaded girl crying. "I don't want you to go Teddy, I don't want you to go. I know I say this a bunch of times, but I don't want you to go. I don't want you to not talk to me at the station, cause you're to busy kissing Tor, and I don't want you to leave me alone for a year and all the rest. I don't want you to go." By the time Lily finishes talking, her delicate sniffles have turned into full blown sobs, snot and everything. He doesn't say a word, just stares at the girl in front of him, till he can do no more looking, as it hurts to much. And it brings up a funny, funny little feeling that is just so wrong, he has to deny it was never there. He can't get rid of that funny feeling, so he knocks it down to hunger and scoops her up to take her home, where her mum was probably making tunafish sandwiches with sweetcorn, cut out into a star shape using biscuit cutters. It all reminds him how painfully young she is, and how much of a little star she is, little being the operative word, and he can't bring her down with him. He can't bring her down with him, never mind how (in)appropriate it would be, her being his only downfall and all. So he ignores the fire in his chest when Lily leans against it and cries. And he ignores the ice in his head when the sky's tears fall upon it, so similar to Lilys. He just ignores everything, and pretend they're going to make it out of here okay.