THE ULTIMATE DISCLAIMER: Kayla is all that's mine. She's from a Polyvore RP, in which I made the greatest friends ever.
Loosely based on and extremely inspired by "Harry Potter is Dead" by Ministry of Magic.
Deathly Hallows./Kayla Aarons
The boy I've known since I was eleven years old. The boy who I couldn't help but admire. The boy who saved our lives so many times. The boy who's adventures never seemed to line up with ours. The boy who lived.
Dead. The Boy who Lived is dead. The Gone, Faded, Not coming back for the sequel kind of dead.
Every last trace of hope had escaped from me the instant I saw him. My hero, my friend, my peer, my classmate, the legend who lived across the common room.
"NO! HARRY!"
How the words escaped my lips, I would never know. I felt tears falling. It was over. We were all dead.
Everything was falling apart. I wasn't the only one screaming. I couldn't help it, I was broken. Voldemort had won.
I stared at him, he was so close to me. Just lying there, sprawled out, his glasses slightly askew. Wait…. Why was I in the front? I didn't remember getting there. I remembered being in the Great Hall. In the Great Hall with the dead. Death…so much death…what can man do against such reckless hate?
I stared again at Harry, ignoring the shouting match outside my head. Maybe he wasn't dead? Maybe he was faking to fool Voldemort…no…that's insane. That's insane and I'm in denial.
Something broke through my reverie.
"DUMBLEDORE'S ARMY!"
Neville. The Boy Who Tried. My hand gripped my wand even tighter, and my voice joined the chorus. I would gladly die before following the creepy sociopath who had tried so many times to kill everyone I loved, and occasionally succeeded.
I could hear some of my friends around me.
Tammy. The Girl Who Died, then lived again, and loved.
Ellie The Girl Who Left, but never gave up on coming back to those she loved.
Jacob The Boy Who Hurt, but never gave up, because he was loved.
Kenzie The Girl Who Stayed, she never gave up on any of us, ever.
Me….Kayla….The Girl Who Fought, and never stopped. No matter what came, she kept fighting.
Who I am…I am not she, that is for sure. I am…someone else. I've lost…lost so much…can I even try to be her?
I will. I will die being Kayla, instead of no one. I will die being the girl who fought, hurt, and lost for everything she believed in, and those she loved.
The battle was back. And I swore that time, I would die fighting, or I would live to see this all over.
Author's Note: This means more to the members of the RP, who mean the world to me. I love you guys so much in the world. Pass the...soda, cuz it's 2011 and you're not alone, because you're here with me, and nothing's ever gonna bring us down because nothing can keep me from loving you, and you know it's true. It don't matter what'll come to be, cuz love is all we need to make it through (haha also not mine, for the Giant Squids' benefit).
This year's gonna be totally awesome, and you guys rock.