Chapter 1 Emerald Eyes – Moments After the Final Battle
The wind blew around the messy haired boy, his black robes wrapped around him like a cocoon. His green eyes desolate, as he gazed across Hogwarts grounds, littered with the dead bodies from the "Final Battle" against Lord Voldemort. He closed eyes in sadness. He may have defeated Voldemort, but at the cost of his friends. His allies. Everyone he loved was now gone. Everything he had fought for. He bowed his head. In the end, it seemed to Harry, that Voldemort still won. Harry was alone, just as he had always been. He slowly sank to the ground. What was the point of saving the world, if he had to lose everyone to do it? He could still hear the sounds of the final battle, the voices of his friends, telling him that he would succeed. That he would win. His heart full of pain, he gave into the tears. A waterfall of never ending tears from Harry's emerald eyes.
It
is a fearful thing
to love what death can touch.