"What if Our Luck Runs Out?"
A Harry Potter fan fiction by Romancing Heartbreak
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, J.K. Rowling does!
What if our luck runs out? What then?
You twirl a graceful dance, robes twirling about you, dodging death itself.
What if the dodge isn't enough?
You fling your arm out, cursing the nearest Death Eater.
But what if your luck runs out? What then?
Heel, toe, heel, toe….duck…dodge….run….dance.
Death flashes around you, hitting others and taking them for itself, but missing you.
What if our luck runs out? What then?
Death is drowning you, breathing in the air you so desperately need, so desperately want.
What if our luck runs out? What then?
You friends, your comrades, your family, falls around you, eyes empty, reflecting
everything like glass.
What if our luck runs out? What then?
Death laughs, flashing mercilessly around you like lightening, taking everyone you love
for itself.
What if your luck runs out? What then?
You wonder why you're still fighting, when Remus is dead, you saw him fall like a
marionette with its strings cut.
What if your luck runs out? What then?
There's no hope. Death is all around you, striking fast and true.
What if your luck runs out? What then?
Death flashes emerald, and strikes your chest.
Your luck has run out. What now?
Nymphadora Tonks falls to the ground, dead, no life shimmering in her eyes, joining her lover in death.