ℒℯ𝓈𝓈ℴ𝓃 ℴ𝒻 ℒ𝒾𝒻ℯ 𝑒𝑛𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑠ℎ

❀ 𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉ℯ𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓇𝓉𝓎 𝓃𝒾𝓃ℯ ❀

❤︎𝓡𝓮𝓶𝓮𝓶𝓫𝓮𝓻, 𝓪𝓷 𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓸𝓯𝓽𝓮𝓷 𝓸𝓯𝓯𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝓾𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓪 𝔀𝓸𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓯𝓾𝓵 𝓷𝓮𝔀 𝓫𝓮𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰❤︎

Embracing the duvet and pillow with a reverent tenderness, I embark on a clandestine odyssey into the heart of the common room, an ethereal wraith weaving through the circular chamber in silence. There, within the very epicenter of this mystical haven, I halt, frozen mid-stride, like a discerning sommelier entranced by the hues of a rare vintage. Before me, bathed in the soft, undulating luminescence of the flickering torches, unfolds a vision of enchantment: the chamber, adorned in the rich, majestic tapestry of chimney-red furnishings and walls, exudes an aura both regal and inviting.

Eight years, akin to offerings upon a sacred altar, have been tenderly bestowed within the cradle of this chamber. Yet, as the spectral whisper of destiny foretells, the morrow shall usher forth a bittersweet adieu – a reluctant parting from this cherished chamber, from the venerable citadel that has nurtured my metamorphosis, and from the ephemeral remnants of youth that have woven themselves into my essence. A wistful smile, bearing the weight of memories and the grace of gratitude, graces my countenance as I venture forth into the solitary corridor.

The argent radiance of the moon, casting its silvery kiss upon the obsidian expanse, serves as the sole sentinel of my nocturnal perambulation. Every measured step I take, like a pilgrim on an ancestral journey, echoes with the resonance of a bygone era. Each stone beneath my feet, weathered by the relentless passage of time, bears witness to the countless stories etched into the annals of Hogwarts. Unfamiliar tendrils of melancholy, like the delicate strains of a mournful sonata, stealthily entwine themselves around my heart, drawn forth by the castle's erstwhile, unnoticed beauty. These tears that brim in my eyes, unbidden and poignant, bear testament to the profound impact this castle has imprinted upon my very soul.

The moon, that celestial sentinel, poised high above, infuses the corridors with its argent glow, as if casting a silvery enchantment upon the stones themselves. Here, within the cocoon of its ethereal light, the corridors transmute into rivers of time, winding their way through the annals of memory. It is a night, akin to a timeless sonnet, where sorrow and happiness entwine like the tendrils of ivy upon a time-weathered wall.

In this enchanting scene, where shadows dance in harmonious cadence with the moonlight, the corridor becomes an echoing tributary of the heart. Sorrow and joy swirl in a tender embrace, interweaving like the fates of old. Longing, an indomitable yearning, blossoms within me, as if the very castle itself is whispering its timeless secrets. Sorrow, like the phantom of a cherished melody, serenades my soul, mingling with happiness and fondness, rendering my heart a vessel of emotions unspoken. Here, in the embrace of this sacred castle and beneath the watchful gaze of the moon, I am choked by tears suppressed, yet never forgotten. It feels as though an eternity elapses as I ascend the majestic ascent to the Astronomy Tower, a realm where time seems to bend in the presence of introspection. Here, my companions await, perched on the precipice of melancholic tears. Pansy, Astoria, and Daphne, poised at the brink of sentiment, cast their gaze to the heavens. Luna, with her ethereal aura, gazes heavenward, her eyes capturing the mysteries of the nocturnal firmament, with Neville standing as her steadfast sentinel. To my right, Draco, Theo, and Blaise stand like sentinels of a bygone era.

„Seraphina."

In the hallowed quietude of that moment, a deep and unspoken understanding passed between us, transcending mere words. The somber glint in Draco's blue eyes mirrored the profound emotions churning within my own heart. It was a glance laden with the weight of countless shared memories and the unbreakable bonds of friendship that had been forged throughout our time within these storied walls.