Chapter 16: Don't Wish. Don't Start. Wishing only wounds the heart...
May had come fast and hard, shaking open the eyes of all the inhabitants of Hogwarts: School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Seven long years ago three unique eleven-year-olds traipsed on to the magical plot of land and changed their lives forever.
One had become increasingly more famous but wished deeply to be perceived as normal. He had a kind a heart and a cursed past that would haunt him until he secured his future against the dark lord. Harry's thoughts were growing continually more and more morbid as time went on. He contemplated his fate as the year began to come to a close. Any moment from then on he may be called on to save many lives with the death of only one. He wished, above all, for the strength to do so, and in doing so, if he must, leave behind the loved ones he cherished like no one before him ever had.
Another boy thought of his best friend with pain for he too feared the impending war to come. Ron with his almost sour outlook on life, had begun to fear the loss of those he too loved. Over the years he had grown so much physically, but emotionally remained a young man too afraid to face the world that looked him clearly in the eyes. His hear had grown so much engulfed with the love of a mousy brunette with toffee colored eyes. He wished dearly to share that one of a kind love with her before the war came to possibly tear them away from each other forever.
She, the same brunette, who cared for so many and despised so few, had begun to doubt the knowledge she had fervently learned. Books had been her candle and knowledge her fire to light the way. But in these darkest of times her flame had gone out and she feared, like all in the magical world, the final days in which a deadly battle would be fought. Time was too precious and every moment that she could, she spent telling those she loved how much they meant... just in case. One look into her eyes would show not fear, but trepidation for the future. Her present had changed so quickly with the forces of something unworldly. Because of this, the future was too uncertain of ground to walk upon. She wished for the confidence to open her eyes and face everything that tomorrow held with her new eyes of sincerity and clarity that she had earned through everything, including the most mysterious dreams.
Alone a man too thought of what he wished. His dark path recently had been lit with the vague light of another. Tonight he scoured every part of himself for emotions he had long since denied. Seeing everything, but understanding so little assured him of nothing. He merely wished for the possibility to be closer to the one who could help him now, when it would be hardest not to run away.
In another part of the lonely castle, an observer hid. This especially great man was the master of many at Hogwarts but servant to all that sought him. Knowing he could not protect the innocent forever, he wished that those that would run to him for guidance many find the right path if he was not able to assist.
Harry wished... Hermione wished... Severus wished... Ron wished... Albus wished... Sometimes, it seemed the only thing to do was to wish.