I felt my eyes burn with tears. I was never a Gryfindor, and this proved exactly why.
My mum fussed over me and my dad skulled on the edge of the table.
'I was in pain, mum!' I wanted to yell out, 'but not in the way you think'
I openly stared at her. Not even trying to cover up. All hope was gone.
Her beautiful face was wreaked with dried tears and blood. Her clothes dreanched with even more of the both substences.
I studied her brown bushy hair, her soft chin point her small frown and that aborably weird nose. I got to look at her eyes and i knew i was gone.
My eyesight felt like it encreased 100% more are her saw every dull spark in her brown iris.
I felt kaleodiscopic until i realised why...
There was one single globule of a tear collecting in her eye.
As it ran to the edge of her left eyelid, it stood there for a milisecond before it droped from the rim.
I ached all over, my trachea tightened and my heart droped, maybe just as fast that tear.
The world tuned out and every thing paused
Every thing but that slow-motion-dropping tear.
A single drop of blood joined it and they fell
I looked up to see her brown orbs staring at me in...
Forbidden dessperation