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Lunar Eclipse
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Prologue
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The breeze of the quiet night felt cool to the skin as the moon shone its splendor in the cloudless starry night. Once, the feeling of completeness filled the heart of an emerald-eyed lad as he placed his mother's diamond ring on the finger of his one true love. And once in his life, he was not alone.
But fate has a funny way to lead a person to his destiny. And sometimes, they can be cruel.
Exactly three years ago, the Dark Lord Voldemort attacked Hogwarts with everything he had. Three years ago the war against good and evil determined the fate of the people. Three years ago, they had won.
But three years ago, HE lost.
They may have defeated the dark wizard but in the end, but the tolls of war struck him the most.
Harry Potter had lost his fiancé in the hands of his arch-enemy, Draco Malfoy.
He was not satisfied that the ferret was sent to Azkaban. He wanted more. He wanted him to feel the pain he had caused him ever since the first day they met.
And had it not been for the intervention of Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter could have done something he would regret. But he really doubted it. Harry had already regretted not killing Malfoy when he had the chance.
But that was three years ago.
Since then he had left the Order of the Phoenix and his wizarding life all together. He wanted to run away from the past. He wanted to run away from the pain.
He needed time to think.
And his mind was still in turmoil.
The night was still, the sky was clear and the moon was in its fullest.
To forget the sorrow he needed something to clear his mind.
And the method he chose, was deemed insane.
The night was young.
It was time to hunt.
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The moonlight shone brightly in the office of the editor of the Quibbler. It had been three years since that fateful day and she had never seen hide nor hair of him. Three years since they buried their best friend, his fiancé, and she hasn't heard from him since.
She respected his decision to disappear for she knew how he felt. But all she could do was wait.
Wait until he returned.
Looking at her namesake that brightly lit the sky, she sat on her father's chair and relaxed.
All she needed to do was wait.
And she had all the time in the world.
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End of prologue.
A/n: What did you think of it? please review.
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Lunar Eclipse
.
Prologue
.
The breeze of the quiet night felt cool to the skin as the moon shone its splendor in the cloudless starry night. Once, the feeling of completeness filled the heart of an emerald-eyed lad as he placed his mother's diamond ring on the finger of his one true love. And once in his life, he was not alone.
But fate has a funny way to lead a person to his destiny. And sometimes, they can be cruel.
Exactly three years ago, the Dark Lord Voldemort attacked Hogwarts with everything he had. Three years ago the war against good and evil determined the fate of the people. Three years ago, they had won.
But three years ago, HE lost.
They may have defeated the dark wizard but in the end, but the tolls of war struck him the most.
Harry Potter had lost his fiancé in the hands of his arch-enemy, Draco Malfoy.
He was not satisfied that the ferret was sent to Azkaban. He wanted more. He wanted him to feel the pain he had caused him ever since the first day they met.
And had it not been for the intervention of Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter could have done something he would regret. But he really doubted it. Harry had already regretted not killing Malfoy when he had the chance.
But that was three years ago.
Since then he had left the Order of the Phoenix and his wizarding life all together. He wanted to run away from the past. He wanted to run away from the pain.
He needed time to think.
And his mind was still in turmoil.
The night was still, the sky was clear and the moon was in its fullest.
To forget the sorrow he needed something to clear his mind.
And the method he chose, was deemed insane.
The night was young.
It was time to hunt.
***
The moonlight shone brightly in the office of the editor of the Quibbler. It had been three years since that fateful day and she had never seen hide nor hair of him. Three years since they buried their best friend, his fiancé, and she hasn't heard from him since.
She respected his decision to disappear for she knew how he felt. But all she could do was wait.
Wait until he returned.
Looking at her namesake that brightly lit the sky, she sat on her father's chair and relaxed.
All she needed to do was wait.
And she had all the time in the world.
.
End of prologue.
A/n: What did you think of it? please review.
