Her Eyes: Epilogue
Last week the news reached us that Marlene and her whole family – Matthew, Emily and Patrick – had all been killed. At first, I wouldn't – couldn't – believe it. Marlene was the only one involved in the Order, and the twins couldn't even talk yet, being much younger than Harry. Why? Why such needless deaths of innocents? And then I remembered what we were fighting against – those who wouldn't kill in self-defence or some other conceivable circumstance, but for the sake of bloodshed itself.
If I had to sum her up in one metaphor, I imagine Marlene being like a kaleidoscope. She wasn't fragile – it must have taken a dozen Death Eaters to break her – but with the gentlest touch, she would change. And the more time you spent with her, the more you realized how beautiful every single facet of her was.
Picture yourself on a train in a station,
With plasticine porters with looking glass ties,
Suddenly someone is there at the turnstile,
The girl with kaleidoscope eyes.
Fin.
A/N: Happy Olympics, everyone! A huge thanks to GiddyGirlie, SaintRidley, Kore-of-Myth, Dangling.Radishes, mustardgirl1128, FollowMyLead who commented on the last chapter, as well as Megsy42 and the Challenges forum for coming up with the prompts!
I hope you have all had as much fun reading my little story as I did writing it! Hope to see you soon on one of my other stories! If you liked this, you may also like the short and sweet "Knitwit", the Ron/Hermione one-piece "I knew I loved you" or if you want something much more epic (and much darker), "Time Loves to Fly" about Hogwarts 100 years ago!