Chapter one The Wounds Still Have Yet to Heal
She stood at the edge of the cliff, where everything had taken place. Four years prior to then, he stood here, the most known wizard of all time. Harry Potter, the name still hurt her heart when she said or thought his name. He defeated him, but not before disappearing and never showing his face. Harry Potter, the whole wizarding community praised his name, ever since he defeated Lord Voldemort. However he has never been sighted, leaving many still questioning what happened to him. Some say that once he defeated Lord Voldemort, since they shared some of the same powers it killed him too. Others though, say he had just gone back to the muggle world, so he wouldn't have to deal with magic ever again. She knew though, that those were all lies, somewhere he was still out there, and she swore that she would wait for him. Four years past from that painful day, and yet the wounds that it caused Devon have yet to heal, and are still bleeding.
Looking back at five years ago, everything seemed to be going wonderfully. Six years had past, and sadly they were leaving Hogwarts that year when they graduated. Harry was in his seventh year at Hogwarts and so was Devon. Both were in Gryffindor, but only did Devon know who Harry was, she however was more mysterious. No friends seemed to follow her, and nobody ever had anything to say to her, she was an average witch blending in, until the train ride into Hogwarts in their seventh year.
