Welcome to this [reconstructed] story!
Enjoy!
DISCLAIMER: All characters (except for OCs) aren't mine, they belong to JK Rowling.
Prologue
A man with wild, auburn hair woke with a start, a grin playing on his lips.
A woman with bright, intelligent pine colored eyes paced around her quarters.
The man ran as quickly as he can to his study, his eyes brightening as he dreamily and excitedly sat down on his favorite armchair as soon as he saw his best friend.
The woman ran down the hall with all the courage she could summon, her dress, flowing in the wind, made her appear floating.
It chimed midnight.
"Her dress flowed, and she ran barefoot, carefree. Her beauty captivates me and she, she just leaves me speechless, defenseless, but I- I have been too afraid to shout to the world that I love her, but today – today, my friend, I shall be fearless."
The woman reached her destination, but upon hearing the words of the man, her eyes had shut closed, tears streaming down her rosy cheeks. It will never be her.
In the stories of this man and woman lies two secrets, a secret each. The man's being his undying love for a woman who he believes he does not deserve, yet continues to love and will forever value her friendship. The woman's being her love for a man who she believes loves someone else, and she fears will never love her in return.
Somehow, things will fall into place.
Things will fall into place.
-A/N-
Okay. I started from the start because this was really bad [still is. I know]. I know I should have reconstructed this before it turned one but better late than never (?)
So, I hope you enjoyed this little prologue that's practically a "summary" of Alone. As you may tell [if you are new], this is a sequel to Alone, but then, I prefer this as a stand alone. If you haven't read Alone and want to be horrified, you are free to read it.
-Hope-