Chapter Five
A walk through the graveyard
Many years later, the graves of Ginny and Draco were still there, but their story had been forgotten. Students had come and gone to look at the graves wondering; who were they? Why did they die? How did they die?
One sunny autumn day a little twelve year old boy was walking around the grounds. He had sandy blonde hair that fell into his eyes, silver braces, and piercing blue eyes. He was skinny and about 5'3.
He stopped at the willow and sat down in front of the graves thinking about the people who rested under him wondering why, when suddenly he felt the ground shake and then everything went black. He felt as if he was de-aging, then he found himself fifty years into the past.
A walk through the graveyard
Many years later, the graves of Ginny and Draco were still there, but their story had been forgotten. Students had come and gone to look at the graves wondering; who were they? Why did they die? How did they die?
One sunny autumn day a little twelve year old boy was walking around the grounds. He had sandy blonde hair that fell into his eyes, silver braces, and piercing blue eyes. He was skinny and about 5'3.
He stopped at the willow and sat down in front of the graves thinking about the people who rested under him wondering why, when suddenly he felt the ground shake and then everything went black. He felt as if he was de-aging, then he found himself fifty years into the past.