DISCLAIMER:
This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
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She knew it the moment she saw him
His face, stains of blood all over it
His wand, smoking and dirty
His beautiful gracious hands,
trembling in a way they hadn't during the battle
He only said: 'It's done, Gin.'
Not the triumphating hero returning after a victorious battle.
Only the 19 year old young man who had done what was required from him.
She watched him,
the others, the Ministry, the other members of the Order and the civil persons
And she realized, that he was the only one who wasn't celebrating
He managed to come to her
Polite smiling of a polite boy
Even now he was not self-confident
She understood when he said: 'I'm leaving, Gin.'
She nodded
and took his shaking hands in her pale, small fingers
They apparated
The airport
One last kiss
His whispered: 'Don't forget me, Gin.'
She smiled and replied: ' How could I?'
He remained earnest and insisted: 'Don't forget that I am not the one they make me out to be.'
She nodded, know sincere as well: 'You've always been more to me.'
He answered with tears in his eyes: 'I know.'
The End
This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
*************
She knew it the moment she saw him
His face, stains of blood all over it
His wand, smoking and dirty
His beautiful gracious hands,
trembling in a way they hadn't during the battle
He only said: 'It's done, Gin.'
Not the triumphating hero returning after a victorious battle.
Only the 19 year old young man who had done what was required from him.
She watched him,
the others, the Ministry, the other members of the Order and the civil persons
And she realized, that he was the only one who wasn't celebrating
He managed to come to her
Polite smiling of a polite boy
Even now he was not self-confident
She understood when he said: 'I'm leaving, Gin.'
She nodded
and took his shaking hands in her pale, small fingers
They apparated
The airport
One last kiss
His whispered: 'Don't forget me, Gin.'
She smiled and replied: ' How could I?'
He remained earnest and insisted: 'Don't forget that I am not the one they make me out to be.'
She nodded, know sincere as well: 'You've always been more to me.'
He answered with tears in his eyes: 'I know.'
The End