Disclamer: I own nothing, it's all J.K.R's.
Dedication: To all the wonderful writers who keep me insane, and expecially FriesWithThat, whoinspired me to write this.
His eyes, green as emeralds, were empty. A pit of nothing, dark as night. Her eyes, brown as dirt, were filled with worry and concern.
His hair, black as death, was thrown all over, never lying flat. Her hair, red as fire, hung around her face, brushed back by the wind.
Torn and bloody, he stood tall, defending those he loves. On her knees, she cried for the man she loves.
A flash of light reflected off the gleeming yet blood stained sword. A cry of fear as he lept towards the flight of death.
A scream as the evil one dies. A cry as two embrace. It's over. The world is free.
Remembrance, of those lost forever.
Thanks, for peace in the world.
Sorry this is so short, I couldn't think of anything else...
PS: it's Harry and Ginny during the Last Battle.
Pawz
