Disclaimer: All characters, places and some events belong to JK Rowling. I only borrow them and use them for my writings. My bank account will remain the same after publishing this, ie: nonexistent. Enjoy!
Moments
Time. Everything is subject to it. Defined, from a humanistic and social point of view, as a generic concept to which humankind always abides by when referring to events, processes, succession of things and the one and only duration of reality, by virtue of awareness of the own permanence and the remarkable difference perceived between what it is and what has been. Defined, scientifically, as a real (non-negative) parameter which is one of the four coordinates of the space-time continuum that allows placing a material point, individualizing it in a succession of observed events from a single reference system. Be that as it may, it cannot be denied that time controls everything. Our lives are defined by this concept, measured and quantifies in seconds, minutes, hours and days. Since mankind was self-aware of its existence, it is taught that we must not waste it, that we ought to treasure it. We are forced to plan every single step in our way, so as to follow the protocol. School, University, Stable Job. This is the established life model. However, the truth is that people's lives are valid whether if they follow the model or not. Because, the thing that really gives value and quality to our lives, what really leaves a burning mark deep inside (sometimes for the better, sometimes for the worst), the magnitude that actually measures our existence are moments. Moments, some of them fleeting and others eternal, which makes us feel alive.
Moments. Eternal instants which define our lives. They come in all types: cheerful, endearing, enjoyable, exciting, maddening, heartbreaking. All of them matter. Each and every one of them. Each and every one of them makes a person. That is the reason why, in this story, some moments that left a mark on our protagonists will be described. Characters that, although fictional, are very human. And hope in humanity cannot be lost.
Therefore, accompany me on this tale (which I hope it will be long and not tedious) in order to discover some of the little moments that made the protagonists the people we love and cherish. Find out all about the thoughts of our beloved Golden Trio and friends; or, if you prefer, let's turn back time to the Marauder's era and recall their predecessors. Accompany me in this trip to become fictitious with them. And so, they will become real for you.
N/A: This is the prologue of a little experiment I've been up to for a while. In short, this fic will consist of a collection of stories that will tell the life and ideas of some of our most beloved characters. I'll update as soon as I have the next chapters ready, which I hope won't take me too long. If you think that you could like this idea or that it can be interesting, please comment :) And if you hate it or have constructive criticism, let me know too. Comments make my day :)
Lilith Potter Black (before, Irma Potter Black)