So this is the first fic I update here and I know it's little and I'm sorry for that , however I hope you like it. This is something I have thought doing and I am thinking of doing some stories with the same characters, and since the 5th book is one of my favourites maybe I can uppdate some of the chapters here if liked it. I'm opened for requests too :)
P.S: I don't own Harry Potter however the plot and the OC's are mine :)
December, 25th of 1999
Jennifer walked into the graveyard with her kind but also sad smile. She passed the different graves with all the names of the ones who died and walked towards the only grave she knew.
She stopped there, looking at the grave while the snow fell in the stone of, covering it with white like her jacket and gloves. She leaned towards the stone and smiled while cleaning the snow and at the same time holding red roses freshly harvested from her own garden.
- Hey Fred… - She whispered while controlling her tears and passing her hand in the name carved on the stone. – So many things are happening…Clara and Harry are married and Ron is with Hermione. It's pretty much what I told you before… you know… - She carefully put the roses in the snow and smiled once more, remembering the time they had all spent together, all the pranks they had come up with and all the comments she and Alex had said to them. – George is with Angelina, Alex has a husband, which is pretty much a miracle, and well Dorah and Dereck had a son and he's cute, looks like Dereck but well I think it's all the genes. But I think I'm the only one who hasn't changed… at least I think this way…I have to go now, Clara wants me to be at her house now but I just had to stop here to say three things to you… one of them is Merry Christmas, the second is that I really miss your stupid jokes and pranks and the last one, well the last one you know it very well even when I was the one who rarely said it. – She smiled and put a hand on the grave, tears managed to fall from her eyes and were rolling down her cold cheek – …I love you.
She stood leaned for a while, with tears falling from her eyes like a waterfall and tried to hid her sobs but it was impossible. It was always the same, every time she went to the cemetery she always cried even if she didn't want to.
- Damn it! – She told to herself, while standing up from the snow and tried to clean her face with her hands, smirking at her behavior. She looked once more at the grave and smiled softly and suddenly a warm and comfortable wind passed through her face and Jennifer made a surprised look knowing what was happening and out of nowhere she giggled feeling her cheek warm like someone had touched it. She turned around and started to walk again towards her car, not looking back but with a sweet smile in her face.