It Rains Every Halloween in Godric's Hollow

by Pacifique

Magic at its most wondrous and powerful.

Author: Pacifique
Title: It Rains Every Halloween in Godric's Hollow
Date: June 15, 2006
Description: Magic at its most wondrous and mysterious.

(David Bowie - The Man Who Sold the World)

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Can death be sleep, when life is but a dream,
And scenes of bliss pass as a phantom by?
John Keats - On Death

It rains every Halloween in Godric's Hollow.

It has rained every Halloween since 1982, a fact that the locals, perceptive in their own way, have noted and understod. They stay indoors that night, telling their families stories around a fire as the autumn-into-winter wind wails outside and dances through the deserted streets. They do not speak of this, this thing they do and why they do it; it is unspoken, a shared impulse stemming from the collective unconsciousness of the village. Their children, too young to notice the ritual, listen in fascination to tales of was and when, tales of tragedy and love and loss, and outside the grey sky weeps tears of crystal for laughter that was snuffed out.

Harry Potter stares out of the window of his parents' old house, now imbued with memory, and thinks he can hear laughter amongst the wind and water.