Author Note: First of all, I do not own Harry Potter & co. Unfortunately, they're JKR's. This time, I even don't own the title of this story... poor me. It was an idea of my friend Karen... whom I promised to mention :p ...
Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust
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Prologue: Never Be Named Again
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The fight was over.
As the sun started to set on that particular summer day, many people realized that the fight was over. The terror was over.
The fear.
Lord Voldemort was dead.
He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named would never be named again.
Lord Voldemort was dead, and the memory of his reign of terror would slowly, slowly fade.
The fear would be forgotten.
Unless in the hearts of them, who had lost someone.
Who had known them, those dead bodies whom had once been laughing, living, loving creatures.
Who had known Ronald Weasley, who had known Remus Lupin, who had known Dean Thomas or Rubeus Hagrid.
Who had known Albus Dumbledore.
Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust
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Prologue: Never Be Named Again
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The fight was over.
As the sun started to set on that particular summer day, many people realized that the fight was over. The terror was over.
The fear.
Lord Voldemort was dead.
He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named would never be named again.
Lord Voldemort was dead, and the memory of his reign of terror would slowly, slowly fade.
The fear would be forgotten.
Unless in the hearts of them, who had lost someone.
Who had known them, those dead bodies whom had once been laughing, living, loving creatures.
Who had known Ronald Weasley, who had known Remus Lupin, who had known Dean Thomas or Rubeus Hagrid.
Who had known Albus Dumbledore.