Disclaimer: Harry doesn't belong to me, blah, blah, blah. I only own Robyn, Erin and anything else you don't recognize from the books.
I Woke UpBy Lady Serpent Flame
When the letter first arrived, both my parents and I thought it was some kind of joke. After all, magic wasn't real. Only it was. From that day on it was like I'd stepped into a fairy tale dream, only it was real and I wasn't going to wake up.
Then I did.
We were in the middle of a war, wizards and witches were dieing every day... I'd come to the point where I could deal with that fact, even if I still couldn't bring myself to truly accept it. I'd even managed to face the very real fact that one of my best friends might one day be killed trying to protect the rest of the Wizarding world. I wasn't happy about it and I knew I'd do anything I could to help keep that from ever happening, but there was a strange, cold comfort in knowing that if we all died (I knew that if Harry died on the field then Ron and I would be right there beside him) to give those we loved a better world to live in, then at the very least we would have died for a good reason…a worthy reason...
But what happens when those you love, those you'd give your life for… are already gone.
The first to leave me was my friend Robyn, and it wasn't the war that killed her, muggle that she was, it was her own heart that proved her greatest weakness… She was only a year older than I was, we had gone to school together before I went away to Hogwarts and she had taught me a lot about living each day the best you could since you might not be around to fix things tomorrow. I never got to say goodbye, I was away at school when she died and, at that point in fifth year, I wasn't able to make it back for the funeral… It wasn't until much later that I realized just how badly I'd dealt with her death; I'd thought I'd handled it very well, coolly and logically, I'd thought that I'd simply accepted that she was gone and moved on… how wrong I was…