It was the reason nobody ever remembered her after she left for Hogwarts.
No photos of Lily Ev-wait, who?
She screws up her eyes, trying not to bring tears to her eyes while flipping through her photo album, turning page after page looking at past friends and forgotten memories. And closes the album soundly, sighing. Again, the same result over and over. No pictures were taken of her.
She she gradually stops taking pristine pictures of people and starts taking clear pictures of things. The multi-colored sunset, the azurean ocean. The pale sunrise, the burning moon. The baby blue sky with a maze of cornfield underneath. And the snow, clear snowflakes falling down in her front yard as if they would never stop.
And later, when she looks through the album of things, she smiles.
Why?
Why does she smile when she looks at things, and frowns when she sees people huddled together in a picture?
Because in the end, the truth is that people will always change, but the best things in life don't change.
No, they'll never change. That itself is worth giving your life for.
Too bad, she reflects. She never reached the end of her life. She just had to make the decision to help people and not things.
Instead of becoming a photographer and seeing the best things in life, she became an Auror and died.
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I had to rewrite this one over and over again! I think I've given this my best, I'd enjoy and type of feedback though. Sorry for the wait, it has been busy with start-of-term homework and other stuff. Reviews are welcome!
Also, I wanted to give a big thank you to vodkhaholic, Cherry Bear, and Madelynn for review Tattered Dreams. I get so excited when I see that I have new review! If anyone is wondering, I officially have 1600 hits on this fic! Thank you so much !