It All Begins.
It was yesterday that I had found it. a ring that had once belonged to her, the one I had secretly given her for a Valentines' Day present, and it came along with it a message that said:
" Look to the future, but not to the past, for the truth that lies there is thought to be and is not what you think."
What sick person could have sent this. those two buffoons, Crabbe and Goyle, it had to be them. They were the only ones who know the true reason why I left. or could it have been that damn Weasley, he always had it in for me. How could he have known though. I could count the number of people that knew on one hand. Unless the walls told our secret.
But the message makes no sense. "Look to the future." what was that crap all about? Plus that bull about the truth being not what I think. I don't know who would write such a thing!!! There is no chance that she. no she is dead. there is no way that she could be alive. There were witnesses and everything that said that they saw what they saw.
NO, I will NOT think about that. I left that far behind with my old life. I know it is some sick lunatic from Hogwarts that wants me to back to the wizarding world. but I will NEVER go back. EVER! There is not a chance in hell that I will ever go back to that world. besides going back will only multiply the pain to where I would be driven to something unthinkable.
Later that night I decided to take a walk, to clear my mind. There was so much going on right now that I didn't understand, that it was driving me to tears. I went to the park, but I could only see her crimson hair in the turning leaves, but the beauty there was no comparison to her own. There were people there laughing and enjoying themselves, but I seemed to be in such a daze that I can't even hear them. It feels as if the world is about to end, but I was the only one to foretell that certain fate.
After my walk, I went to a bar downtown to help forget all my burdens. I mean come on. her family and mine never got along, and probably never will. But everytime I close my eyes, I see her deep cinnamon eyes looking back into my own. I feel her silky hair in my hands. I smell her soft skin as I lean down to kiss her gentle hand. but it disappears and what I do see is the ceiling. When my wits were about me, I finally got up and saw that everyone was staring at me. What had happened I wonder?
"Hey dude, you gotta teach me how to do that!" said one of the drunken fools slouching over the filthy bar. Then one of the girls next to me yelled out to me, "What is your problem freak?"
But I had no idea what to say. I had no knowledge of what I had done, so I ran out of the bar as fast as I could. As I ran I bumped into some people in my way. As I ran I realized how much I missed flying. That had been my escape from reality. As I slipped into the fond memories of my other life, I saw her. The same red hair. the same chocolate eyes.
Was it really her? I turned quickly to do a double take, but she was gone. I looked all around me.no one. The street suddenly had gone empty, and I was the only inhabitant. I looked up and there was a person on a broom flying away.
--- So what did you think???? TELL ME PLEASE!!!!
Draco
It was yesterday that I had found it. a ring that had once belonged to her, the one I had secretly given her for a Valentines' Day present, and it came along with it a message that said:
" Look to the future, but not to the past, for the truth that lies there is thought to be and is not what you think."
What sick person could have sent this. those two buffoons, Crabbe and Goyle, it had to be them. They were the only ones who know the true reason why I left. or could it have been that damn Weasley, he always had it in for me. How could he have known though. I could count the number of people that knew on one hand. Unless the walls told our secret.
But the message makes no sense. "Look to the future." what was that crap all about? Plus that bull about the truth being not what I think. I don't know who would write such a thing!!! There is no chance that she. no she is dead. there is no way that she could be alive. There were witnesses and everything that said that they saw what they saw.
NO, I will NOT think about that. I left that far behind with my old life. I know it is some sick lunatic from Hogwarts that wants me to back to the wizarding world. but I will NEVER go back. EVER! There is not a chance in hell that I will ever go back to that world. besides going back will only multiply the pain to where I would be driven to something unthinkable.
Later that night I decided to take a walk, to clear my mind. There was so much going on right now that I didn't understand, that it was driving me to tears. I went to the park, but I could only see her crimson hair in the turning leaves, but the beauty there was no comparison to her own. There were people there laughing and enjoying themselves, but I seemed to be in such a daze that I can't even hear them. It feels as if the world is about to end, but I was the only one to foretell that certain fate.
After my walk, I went to a bar downtown to help forget all my burdens. I mean come on. her family and mine never got along, and probably never will. But everytime I close my eyes, I see her deep cinnamon eyes looking back into my own. I feel her silky hair in my hands. I smell her soft skin as I lean down to kiss her gentle hand. but it disappears and what I do see is the ceiling. When my wits were about me, I finally got up and saw that everyone was staring at me. What had happened I wonder?
"Hey dude, you gotta teach me how to do that!" said one of the drunken fools slouching over the filthy bar. Then one of the girls next to me yelled out to me, "What is your problem freak?"
But I had no idea what to say. I had no knowledge of what I had done, so I ran out of the bar as fast as I could. As I ran I bumped into some people in my way. As I ran I realized how much I missed flying. That had been my escape from reality. As I slipped into the fond memories of my other life, I saw her. The same red hair. the same chocolate eyes.
Was it really her? I turned quickly to do a double take, but she was gone. I looked all around me.no one. The street suddenly had gone empty, and I was the only inhabitant. I looked up and there was a person on a broom flying away.
--- So what did you think???? TELL ME PLEASE!!!!
Draco