Where Angels Roam Free
I was nearly 12 the first time death visited me. It was in that dreaded place. Its reality continues to haunt my dreams. It was just me then, and the thousand old snake and a remnant of Tom Riddle's soul. I was drifting away, hazy memories fading into nothingness when I felt it. I felt it, but it was more than a feeling, more than the senses- something holding me and holding me to this world.
The feeling faded away when Harry came into focus.
It faded away, but it has not disappeared. I catch glimmers of it still, and I know that death is near. I am not scared. He is not cold like the Chamber. Or the Carrows. Or the memory of Tom Riddle engraved in my soul.
I don't think he is just in my head. He is real, more real than anything in this life. Maybe that's why I can't see him. I think Luna can see him though. She has an uncanny ability to see beyond the present. She's here, but she is also there. She told me once, back in second year, about this one mystical creature. It hasn't been named or identified or anything, but Dementors flee from it.
Dad told me once about this Muggle superstition, they call it the Angel of Death. He guards us, watches over us, and when our time has come, he brings us over from this life to the next.
Perhaps.
This year, Death visits almost daily. It's not always for me. He was there at the last D.A. meeting, when Colin snapped a photo of Seamus and I. It was this one moment, this beautiful hallowed moment made even more so by Death's presence. Colin smiling like he hasn't in months. Seamus and I laughing like there's no tomorrow. He is there at the detentions. He is there at home. Biding his time, guarding his people.
Death is here, I have seen him and he is good. Somewhere, inside, I feel that the next time he comes, it will be no visit. He will take me away to the land where these angels roam free.
When that day comes, I will stand tall. I will not be afraid, for I have seen Death and He is beautiful. If He comes tomorrow, I will be ready.
I would not mind. Not at all.
