Dear God, this is the shortest prologue I have written in...Ever. Which is why there are two chapters up instead of just one. Seriously, it's so short!
But enough about that. This is me, my first Harry Potter fanfiction, my twenty-something fanfiction, and...Yeah.
Read on.
And in that moment, she was gone. Forever.
Scorpius gripped his hands in tight fists, eyes shut and head bowed. It needed to rain, right now, because Lily was gone. It needed to rain ice cold with lightning and thunder in his head to drown out the hate in his mind and freezing water dripping down his neck to numb his broken heart.
She had been taken from him before, but he'd never felt so strongly as he did now, because this time was permanent. Now...Now, he wanted to curl up on the grass below his feet and hope that Merlin and God would team up to strike him dead. Maybe, it would be a lightning bolt. Yes, that would be a lovely way for it to end after that, killed by a brilliant display of light and energy.
But the sky remained the same, and there was no building of energy to tell him of one arriving.
Things were doomed for him from the start, from birth. He could never meet his father's standards, his grandfather's were a mountain away forever, the wizarding world hated him. His own abilities were blocked by a stupid flaw.
And he'd lost her.
He glanced around at the ground, looking for an outlet for his frustration, but none presented himself. Blood dripped from his hands where his nails had cut his palm.
But Scorpius payed no mind to bodily pains as he slowly sank to his knees, looked at the one place he'd seen her last.
And he screamed, loud and harsh, rough, the sound ripped from his throat like some sort of wild animal from a throat not meant to sound it.
Because Lily...
Was gone, forever.