A/N: Hello guys! This is a little ONESHOT that I wrote a while ago and finally decided to upload it.
Please review and tell me how I've done;)
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter!
It's cold outside, snowflakes are slowly falling from the clear night-sky. I take a deep inhale of the chilly air as I stroll along the empty street. Streetlamps are passing, their light make the snow shine and blink, almost blinding me. It crunches underneath my bare feet and I shiver.
I once used to love that sound, it was when I was still at Hogwarts, taking long walks with Harry and Ron outside in the castle grounds. I often remember the time when I played outside in the snow, building hills of it in the garden to then race them down with a sleigh. When I could barely feel my hands and feet, I ran inside and was welcomed by my mom who brought me a cup of hot chocolate and a blanket of warming wool.
It was a Christmas eve that I still remember every little detail of. As every year before my mom has pulled up my shutters so that I could see Santa's reindeers come and go when he brings the presents and I was so excited that I couldn't even lay still, sleeping was impossible. I slipped out from under the warming layers of blankets and put on a plushy coat. Those were the only things I was wearing; my thin pyjamas and a coat. My parents used to lock the front door during the night but I knew they hid the key always under the doormat, so I crouched to and fished the key from under it.
The wooden door opened with a creak and I twisted around ever so quickly that it almost blew me out of my balance. But nobody had woken. Relieved I sneaked out the door into the icy air and inhaled deeply. It was just like this night… There is only one difference between back then and now; this time there's nobody to worry about me when they found my bed empty. I slowly close my eyes, trying to find that one little thing that went wrong in the past.
I sit in my room, thinking. Thinking about me, the world, changes, friendship and my worries and fears. How we've all changed throughout the last years. I sigh. I try to convince myself in believing, the boys and me could actually make it, to kill Voldemort and save the whole wizarding world. I know we won't make it, an inner voice tells me, but it's a nice thought though. I smile but then all my worries flood back and chase away all good thoughts.
Fear settles down in my stomach as I think of how to go on. I don't know. What shall I do? Voldemort has taken over the Ministry of Magic, the whole wizarding world. Snatcher gangs are sent out in the woods to search for mudbloods and bring them to the ministry. I shudder. I am a mudblood plus I am Harry Potter's best friend. They will hunt us, torture our families and kill them. I take a decision; if I don't want those awful things happen to my family, I have to do something. But that will take a lot of courage of mine. At the thought of it I feel tears forming in my eyes. No. I won't cry now. That would make it worse and more difficult. With shaking knees I stand up, take my wand and slowly go down the stairs into living room. My parents sit there, watching TV. I don't make a sound when I blow one last kiss to my beloved parents and raise my want. "Obliviate" I mumble pointing at them. And then everything happens in slow motion. The pictures taken of me and my parents standing on the mantle shelf slowly let me disappear.
Soon there's no evidence of my existence in this house anymore. In the house I've grown up, laughed, cried, played. All together with my parents. Now I can't hold back the tears and run outside, grabbing my bag and close the door. From now on I have no parents anymore. Forever.
A/N: This is a ONESHOT like I said before so I have absolutely no intentions of continuing it…
Please review! ;)
