Fatal Fall
infalliblejily
Disclaimer: Do you guys like rubbing it in that I don't own Harry Potter?
Fall.
She is like the Falll, when her leaves drop and change.
She is the sunlight that filters through the barren trees, that colors her leaves.
She is the Fall, and she will come again.
She has come again, but she cannot be the Fall, for she is holding her breath, clutching her stomach, and hoping she won't fall.
Next time, the earth is colored with her beautiful leaves. They have fallen, she has fallen, and it is so wonderful, she doesn't mind if she never stops.
And one Fall, she isn't there. The leaves do not change, they are dull and stuck. They do not fall, even though she has. She will never turn to Winter, Spring, Summer.
This Fall, her fall was fatal.
It does not end in reds and yellows and purples.
It ends in a flash of green light, and a fallen family.
Fall.
a/n: it's really short, but it's been stuck in my head FOREVER. I am going to be starting a long fic though.
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