"Is that all I was to you?" he asked quietly
"Yes" she replied shakily
"Then I guess we're done"
"I Love You" she whispered
But by then it was too late, he was never coming back.
Elladora Rosier was fire. As long as you stand afar, You're safe and...
“Why should I apologize for the monster I become? No one ever apologized for making me this way.”
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
"𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐎" yelled the voice of Esther Rosier as she pointed her wand towards her eight- year old daughter.
Elladora Rosier screamed in pain as she lay writhing on the floor. It was a burning sensation like a hundred white-hot knives boring into her skin. She begged for her mother to stop. She cried and she screamed. The pain was too much for her.
Finally, after what seemed like hours, even though she knew it had only been a few minutes, her mother lowered her wand. Her insides ached, She wanted nothing more than to die. Her throat was sore from shouting and her eyes burned from all the crying.
But none of this compared to the pain she felt emotionally.
She knew that her parents had never been affectionate with her and that they had more than often shouted at her for the silliest things. But never in a million years did she think that her parents would hit her, let alone use an unforgivable curse on their own daughter.
31 St October was the day Elladora Rosier lost her childhood and saw the world for what it truly was: a dark and cruel place.
"𝐖𝐎𝐎𝐇𝐎𝐎" yelled eight-year-old James Potter as he flew on his broom in the backyard of Potter Manor. It was raining heavily and James Potter was having the time of his life playing in the rain.
"James honey doesn't stay out too long, you'll catch a cold" Euphemia Potter told her son.
"Yes mummy," he told his mother, hazel eyes twinkling with mischief. They both knew he wasn't going to follow his mum's instructions.
"You're lucky you're cute," she told her son. She knew he got his mischievous side from her no matter how much she would deny it.
James Potter ended up staying in the rain for two hours and caught a cold the next day, but according to him it was worth it.
Nothing could ever stop James from loving 31st October.
