Don't Go To Sleep

by Hornet394

Someone's dead. That's all Arthur knows, until he and Molly realize what exactly that entails. The wronged, the betrayed, the abandoned, the true adult. One who did not live on blind faith, one who lived in reality, and himself, and the one who would rather open up to strangers than family.

1. Prologue

The sky was falling. Shooting stars streaked through the sky, plummeting. There was hardly a cloud in the sky, but the moon hid her face behind the mountains. The lush green of the prairie had lost its lustre without the accompianment of the moonlight, instead an imposing darkness of hidden horrors. The blue waves splashed against the cliff, a dull and hollow sound. Shadows lurked in the deep waters, unknown creatures darting in and out. The roar of the sea echoed in the wilderness, wild and unforgiving.

A lone figure stood atop the sea of grass, breathing. In, and out. Inhale, exhale. A mantra, of calmness, of quiet. The figure's left hand dropped, a thick pair of glasses with it. Tousled hair flapped. The figure's right arm raised, a long stick protuding. "Lumos." The figure whispered, a rough, calloused, and dry man's voice. The light lit up at the end of the wand, lighting up the man's face.

A head of red, the light illuminating it like flames. He smiled, pointing the wood at his own head. "Avada... Avada Kedrava." He collapsed.

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Soo... how was that for a, like, really short prologue? next up: Who died?

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