3some_mod (3some_mod) wrote in pimp_my_3some, @ 2007-06-07 08:25:00 |
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Original poster: balfour_bane
How do you cope when everything you thought about yourself comes crashing down around you?
“Why should I believe you?” His voice was nervous and strained. Snape silently passed him a photo that had been taken some three months before the Final Battle. Ginny had insisted on it, “as a memento.” By that point the combat had become increasingly intense and the death toll was steadily mountain. As a result the smiles in the picture looked a little too forced, a little too desperate, as if they knew they might never pose for a picture together again.
Harry took the photo and looked at it for a moment before his eyes widened in shock and he dropped it.
“The people are moving!”
“In the Wizarding World pictoral representations retain their power of movement, yes.”
Harry’s laughter had a slightly hysterical edge to it. “Wizarding World?”
Snape and Draco remained silent. Harry slowly reached down and picked the photo up gingerly by its edges, as if he was afraid it would burn him. He stared down at the waving figures and slowly traced his own face.
“This is… me.”
“That picture was taken about six years ago, when you were nineteen. It was only a few months before your disappearance.”
Harry stared at himself for a long time in silence. When he looked up his face was hard and angry.