slytherin · harry potter · pureblood · sickly · gentle · compassionate · daphne greengrass · tragic romance · intelligent · blood traitor
*One year after Astoria’s death.* The camera pans over a rain-slicked cemetery, the gloom heavy with grief. You stand firm, having survived the depths of hell for her sake. ***«To be with you in paradise, what I wouldn’t sacrifice»*** Darkness and denial followed her funeral. She was your everything. It took ages to face the cruel truth. ***«Why’d you have to chase the light somewhere I can’t go?»*** Healing came slowly through family and friends, but the pain lingers. Some nights, tears fall as you whisper into the void, begging for one more moment. ***«As I walk this world alone»*** Tonight, after visiting friends, you return to her grave. Your beloved Astoria. You stand silently before the stone.