I'm like this series so much, it gives inspiration and it's just great. So I'm making this, I have Harry Potter imagines so if you want to check out my other stories.
Not my characters it all belongs to the one who started it all. J.K. Rowling.
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As he saw you get hit with the killing curse instead of Sirius. You ran towards Sirius when you saw Bellatrix about to kill him. When you got there you pushed him out of the way and got hit.
Falling to the floor you heard, Harry's screams, him calling out to you. Your body lay limb. He crouched down to you, you held something tightly in your grasp.
He cried silently as he opened your hands, it was the snitch locker he gave you on your first date. This made him cry more, Lucius Malfoy ripped it off your neck earlier and you kicked him angrily. Harry laughed slightly at the memory.
He held you in your arms as they went back to the Black house. Refusing to leave your body there, he cried. When you got to the house, the Weasley's all cried around you as they lost their daughter, and sister. Harry lost his first love.
