A/N: Hello there,
This is the epilogue of a story which I am, currently, trying to write. I hopefully will finish it, but I'm not keeping any promises because life is very busy right now and... Well, you know. The chapters are going to be very erratic and you may not hear from me for months on end, but bear with me. Yep, that's all for now.
Enjoy :)
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
It was one of those moments, when everything seemed to freeze. Silence was everywhere. My scream was stuck in my throat. My heart seemed to stop. My hand half stretched out, seeming to reach out for something. How cliché, it was comical almost, I was always a practical sort of person. I was a realist. I hated being the damsel in distress. I would rather be an observer watching the idiot damsel waiting to be saved by her "knight in shining amour". Yet here I am screaming, rather I was actually mid scream before these rude, out of the blue time stopping powers came to me. Waiting for my "hero" to save me. Anyway, back to my current state of inertia. I knew that what was going to happen was inevitable, and I couldn't stop it. No matter what. Even my apparent ability to freeze time couldn't.
I closed my eyes, and was transported back to the beginning. Back to where it all started.
Back to when…