1.1 One Love, One Life
This is my first ever fanfic. Please be kind.
Disclaimer: All characters belong to J.K. Rowling. I am borrowing them. The plot is mine… You can't have it! The title is taken from a U2 song, "One" I borrowed like two lines from it. So basically they own the words that are my title…Don't you just love U2? I do!
2 Prologue: Somewhere…
The days are long and the nights are longer, so true that statement is. My life here in this home is not what it used to be, filled with compassion and hope and overall, love… I miss him terribly. My body trembles at night. I have horrible dreams of him being tortured. I can see him lying there unable to do anything but scream. Then I wonder if his screaming has come to an end. Perhaps he has had that beautiful release that is death. Oh dear contradiction. With all that I have, all that I am, I pray for his return. Where they have him I do not know. It is a battle that has been raging for years, a battle that killed his parents and mine. In a last attempt to save me he cast himself into his now hell. He gave himself over to Voldermont. For me… his love, his…
Strength to go on is getting slimmer by the day. All I do is sit here and hope. It has been a year since that fateful day and it is a wonder that I have held out this long. I scarcely eat and my face is gaunt and my eyes are red from lack of sleep. Hermione tells me to stop lagging around and go do something. Yet I can't bring myself to do it. I still know he is out there. Even though Voldermont is gone and Harry evidently defeated him, I know he is being held somewhere…That somewhere is filled with torture. I must find this somewhere…Yet, I have a feeling he will come home to me. So I wait and ponder and hope and be…
(A/N: What do you think? Please R/R! The next chapter is in the works.)
This is my first ever fanfic. Please be kind.
Disclaimer: All characters belong to J.K. Rowling. I am borrowing them. The plot is mine… You can't have it! The title is taken from a U2 song, "One" I borrowed like two lines from it. So basically they own the words that are my title…Don't you just love U2? I do!
2 Prologue: Somewhere…
The days are long and the nights are longer, so true that statement is. My life here in this home is not what it used to be, filled with compassion and hope and overall, love… I miss him terribly. My body trembles at night. I have horrible dreams of him being tortured. I can see him lying there unable to do anything but scream. Then I wonder if his screaming has come to an end. Perhaps he has had that beautiful release that is death. Oh dear contradiction. With all that I have, all that I am, I pray for his return. Where they have him I do not know. It is a battle that has been raging for years, a battle that killed his parents and mine. In a last attempt to save me he cast himself into his now hell. He gave himself over to Voldermont. For me… his love, his…
Strength to go on is getting slimmer by the day. All I do is sit here and hope. It has been a year since that fateful day and it is a wonder that I have held out this long. I scarcely eat and my face is gaunt and my eyes are red from lack of sleep. Hermione tells me to stop lagging around and go do something. Yet I can't bring myself to do it. I still know he is out there. Even though Voldermont is gone and Harry evidently defeated him, I know he is being held somewhere…That somewhere is filled with torture. I must find this somewhere…Yet, I have a feeling he will come home to me. So I wait and ponder and hope and be…
(A/N: What do you think? Please R/R! The next chapter is in the works.)