Death well dread
She had just turned the light out when the object had reappeared. She was along and scared. The thought had only come into her mined almost every second of the day, Harry gone, the coldness of the night because he was not there to warm her.
"How much I miss you, Harry my dear, you had to go after he-who-must-not-be-named!"
She missed him every second of the day. Thinking the worst, she heard the phone. Right when she picked up the receiver she heard a voice she never thought she would hear again.
"Honey I'm ok, I'll be home in a second." Harry whispered out of breath as soon as he new she could hear him. She took a deep breath and said the only thing she could think of
"I miss-I love you." She thought of all the thought she had. Then all of the sudden she realized death is something that will happen…There was a crackle. She wiped around and did something she wanted to do through all her years of school, she gave him a kiss that will last a life time, the only thing that will overcome all, but death she will dread the rest of her life.