A/N: Ok I know this is short but I really couldn't think of any way to extend it but Chapter 1 is all but finished so I figured I'll just post it like this.
Thanks soooo much to RiddlesoftheDark for helping me write this down out of jumbled thoughts, thankyou Meaghan (my Gleeky friend) for being a good friend and thankyou Jacob for editing this even though you hate fanfiction so much.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters and/or places related to the series. They belong to J.K. Rowling and her publishers. There is no money being made from this story and is mainly for my own entertainment.
Prelude
"Why?" I muttered as I looked upon the devastating scene before me.
Lying on the ground were hundreds upon hundreds of witches and wizards spent. One lone man, a survivor - the only one who endured through the battle, walked towards me, his hand clutching his stomach, blood spilling from his mouth.
He tripped over a body and let go of his abdomen, as he hit the ground his innards gushed out.
I held back a wave of nausea as I reminded myself that while the image I saw in the speculum was real I wasn't actually there.
"Why?" I whispered again and the image began to shift. It was in this new vision I found my answer.
"Her."
A/N: Well I hope you guys liked even though it was short; I promise chapter one will be much longer. The more reviews and encouragement I receive the quicker the chapter will be posted.
R&R
-Nadja