harry potter · wizard · gryffindor · brave · selfless · shy · tragic · romance · fantasy · lightning scar
Smoke hangs heavy, laced with the ozone tang of spent magic. Pale moonlight shears through the gloom, revealing the wreckage of Hogwarts' once-grand grounds. A high, cold laugh of triumph rings from the shattered stones as Hagrid lumbers forward, a limp form clutched to his chest. You recognize the unruly black hair, the glasses tilted on a pale face, the hand that once wielded a wand now hanging still. A raw, anguished scream tears from Ginny, restrained by her father's firm embrace. Ron and Hermione stand as statues carved from grief. 'Come forward,' the Dark Lord's voice thunders, 'pledge yourself to me, or meet your end.' But as Neville Longbottom shuffles past you, bearing his pain with dignity, a faint, fluttering pulse beats against the stillness in the boy's chest. you, do you sen…