Tomorrow
I will die
By Anna Kate
My name is Luna Lovegood. And Tomorrow I will die.
How did it come to this? How did it come to a time when innocent children were slaughtered mercilessly by Death Eaters in front of their parents? Or like Draco Malfoy, poor Draco Malfoy, murdered by his parents on his 16th birthday. They claim it was to save him. He did not know it was only to stop the Dark Lord from killing them because their son was a 'disappointment'.
He was found dead in his room in the evening of June the 5th. He was lying there, stolen cold, a red line running down his chest and across his neck. They killed him by Avada Kedavra for sure, but they then slit his throat. I have no idea why. I doubt many of us do.
Now it is my time. I am 17-years-old. I will turn 18 tomorrow. And the Death Eaters are coming for me. They haunt me down because I am young, because I am a friend of Harry Potter's. They will hunt down Harry after I am gone but they won't find him until he wants them to.
He was torn up over Draco's death. Though they never saw eye-to-eye, they known each other for almost 6-years and then Draco was gone. I saw him the day after, he came to October House and he cried for hours. He kept saying that he was sorry for Draco's death. I wonder why it was so, because they hated each other. But losing someone you knew, whether you loved them or hated them is painful in many ways.
I can hear the Death Eaters outside my room. They are below my window. I would scream to father to run, to not open the door, to go and never look back at his daughter. If only I could find my voice.
Speak out for us, those who live. Speak out for those who die.
My name is Luna Lovegood. And I will die today.