So, you guys may or may not be aware of the date (it IS summer after all) but it is July 31st! Date ring a bell? Yes? No? Maybe so? Well, July 31 is a special day for all Potterheads because it is..... *drumroll* Harry Potter's birthday! Yes, this is the day that the adventure began for that scrawny boy with untidy hair and green eyes. But of course, we can't forget that it's also J.K. Rowling's birthday as well. She's the one who started this all so she definitely deserves a proper recognition. Happy 48th, Jo! Finally, it is Neville Longbottom's birthday today. A member of the Silver Trio, Dumbledore's Army, and a true Gryffindor, Neville is also deserving for a proper birthday wish. We love all three of you!
I am writing another article about this subject as well, but I wanted another one, a more serious one, to call out to people and remind them to appreciate this day... because this is the day... it all started.
I am writing another article about this subject as well, but I wanted another one, a more serious one, to call out to people and remind them to appreciate this day... because this is the day... it all started.
A little bit unusual kind of fan fiction, it's so small and even philosophical. So, hope, you'd enjoy :з
Its was a summer. Summer after the Hogwarts Battle. There was no that hapiness in children's faces, there was no life in adults' actions...
They were tired of that, even if Harry's won, they lost... They lost their homes, they lost their relatives, they lost the Sense.
Draco Malfoy was one of them. Of course, his family was nearby, but he felt himself completely alone, he felt that he did the wrong choice. Even if he Had to do that.
Now he was 18, so young to be important for the magic world, but old enough to be happy. Everything changed. He had never tried how it to be happy, but he had a voult in Gringotts and status in the highest society. Funny, isn't it? He had everything, but he'd lost himself.
Is it honestly?
No.
Is it life?
Yes.
Once he mistaked and now the Fate is revenging him in such violent way.
He is dying alive.
Its was a summer. Summer after the Hogwarts Battle. There was no that hapiness in children's faces, there was no life in adults' actions...
They were tired of that, even if Harry's won, they lost... They lost their homes, they lost their relatives, they lost the Sense.
Draco Malfoy was one of them. Of course, his family was nearby, but he felt himself completely alone, he felt that he did the wrong choice. Even if he Had to do that.
Now he was 18, so young to be important for the magic world, but old enough to be happy. Everything changed. He had never tried how it to be happy, but he had a voult in Gringotts and status in the highest society. Funny, isn't it? He had everything, but he'd lost himself.
Is it honestly?
No.
Is it life?
Yes.
Once he mistaked and now the Fate is revenging him in such violent way.
He is dying alive.