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Furthermore, I accept all reviews. This will help me improve later on, and please, if you see a mistake, or a grammatical error please tell me? This is my first fan fiction and I wish only to move on from there! Thanks you for reading! ^^~
Only two people knew what they shared one night, only two people knew what was growing in a certain brown haired little war heroine. Even though they fought on opposite sides they were in love, star-crossed lovers. That didn't stop him from diving in front of the green light radiating from a stick, the very green light that ended many lives before.
Avada Kedavra.
So much hate was poured into those words and ended up hitting the wrong target, a pureblood target, not the filth the man claimed the woman to be. The pale haired male lover died by sacrifice, to save his lover and their child.