Lost
I never really thought about it I suppose. It always seemed so far away. I knew it would happen, I knew and wished I didn't and by wishing it I thought I'd made it true. And now, its struck me. I'm not going to Hogwarts next September, nor ever as a student again.
I'll miss it. Miss every single thing about Hogwarts. Every single part of the daily routine, even the boring bits I might have grumbled about, miss the people here, the teachers I've gotten to know so well, the students, even the ones I hate, even that wretched Lavender, miss classes, miss detentions even. All the little, unimportant things which made life at Hogwarts unique. Because you never really understand what you've got till you lose it, until what was there is there no more.
I've known this for so long, seven entire years; that I can barely remember life before it. And now, everything I've been preparing for, for these past seven years has come, and I wish it hadn't.
I wish it wasn't happening. But now I've thought it and I know it's true. Life won't ever be how it was again.
A/N: This is my first ever fic so your comments would be appreciated!