Disclaimer: It all belongs to J K Rowling.
Note: okay. SO… I'm really sorry I haven't updated 'Realizations' in FOREVER. If you want the long list of excuses, PM me. Since you'd probably rather have a new chapter… wait until 2011, when the last of the long list of excuses will be out of the way. IN the mean time, I'm writing this quick little one-shot to stay 'in shape' with writing.
~ THE LAST MINUTES OF QUIRRENUS QUIRREL~
Get- To- The- Boy.
"GET HIM GET HIM GET HIM!"
Reach out. Just a little further!
Stop him! Get the stone!
Yes! "Gotcha!"
OUCH! PAIN! SEARING HOT!
NO! Get him! Burn! Get him!
What's he doing? He's coming this way!
Don't TOUCH! FIRE!
What's going on? It's as if my soul is burning!
Get away! Run!
Fire!
My master has left me!
Fire!
Pain!
Black. Nothingness.
Onwards…
~ The End. ~