"Her knees touched the cold ground as she fell, looking at the two lacquered coffins. One big one. And the other one is much smaller. Her scream echoed throughout the grounds of Malfoy Manor until someone's arms wrapped around her from behind.
Narcissa…
The only one who also lost everything.
They stayed together, looking at two new graves filled with earth and covered with flowers on top when others left. There were all of them. Their friends, family. They left, leaving two of them on the grounds of Malfoy-Manor…
"I didn't even tell him," Hermione said, looking down at her feet until a new cry took her into her domain."
One of the saddest stories I've ever written — If love then forever.













