Gryffindor
A/N: It's 4 in the morning. I'm sick, and I can't sleep. I wrote this a while ago, but I'm posting this now. It's the end of the House Drabbles. Tada!
Avada kedavra.
Two little words that changes the lives of millions.
I whipped around to check and make sure no one was following me. Nodding to myself, I continued ahead, my wand pointed in front of me.
From my view, I could see a death eater smiling sadistically as he tortured a poor Ravenclaw. Glaring, I pointed my wand at him.
"Stupefy." I whispered. I watched, satisfied, as he fell and the girl raced away.
Another's life was spared today.
I straightened my back, and charged ahead.
Maybe I could spare another.