The World
Title: War Is Over
Author: eclipsed_sky
Type: Fiction
Length: 300
Main character or Pairing: A Random Muggle and the Main Six.
Card: The World
Card Interpretation: Being involved in a very trying, involved, emotional, all-encompasing experience. A feeling of joy at being alive, rapture in being.
Rating: G
Disclaimer: This is a work of fanfiction. I do not own any of the characters, nor the world involved. I am simply borrowing them for fun. No offense or infringement is meant by this, nor is any profit made.
Warnings: None, If you haven't read DH then spoilers.
Summary: Celebrations through England is strange for the muggles
Author Notes: This hasn't been betaed and for that I'm sorry.
I couldn’t believe my eyes, the sky was just full of owls. It was the middle of the day and I think I saw about 40 owls just flying to houses all over. With everything that had been happening, all the weird deaths and explosions, I really thought it was the end of something. And for days now, fireworks explosions and people in long robes have been dancing in the streets.
I was down at the store yesterday and I ran into a disheveled young man who’s eyes were aged far more than his body. I asked him what he thought about all the weird things that had been happening lately. His response was so strange, he just said “It’s the end of an era, everyone is safe.” I just nodded and turned to the cashier to hand over my basket, and from behind me I heard a pop. I quickly looked back, and the young man was gone. It was the strangest thing I saw in those few days, with more reports of owls flying all over the country during the day. There were reports all over the news about people being found wandering around with no memory with how they got there or what happened to them in the last few hours.
For months this happened, slowly dwindling as time went by. And for a long time I couldn’t forget the young man with the haunted eyes. I was down in the park one day when I saw him again. He was sitting on a picnic blanket with five other young people, all of them with a shadow of the haunted look that the first young man had. He still looked haunted but together they looked like they could take over the world… and maybe they could.
PS: I'm sorry this is so late I just bought a new house and I was without internet for a while. But here my story is, I had a lot more problems writing this than I thought I would. That is why it is so short.
Author: eclipsed_sky
Type: Fiction
Length: 300
Main character or Pairing: A Random Muggle and the Main Six.
Card: The World
Card Interpretation: Being involved in a very trying, involved, emotional, all-encompasing experience. A feeling of joy at being alive, rapture in being.
Rating: G
Disclaimer: This is a work of fanfiction. I do not own any of the characters, nor the world involved. I am simply borrowing them for fun. No offense or infringement is meant by this, nor is any profit made.
Warnings: None, If you haven't read DH then spoilers.
Summary: Celebrations through England is strange for the muggles
Author Notes: This hasn't been betaed and for that I'm sorry.
I couldn’t believe my eyes, the sky was just full of owls. It was the middle of the day and I think I saw about 40 owls just flying to houses all over. With everything that had been happening, all the weird deaths and explosions, I really thought it was the end of something. And for days now, fireworks explosions and people in long robes have been dancing in the streets.
I was down at the store yesterday and I ran into a disheveled young man who’s eyes were aged far more than his body. I asked him what he thought about all the weird things that had been happening lately. His response was so strange, he just said “It’s the end of an era, everyone is safe.” I just nodded and turned to the cashier to hand over my basket, and from behind me I heard a pop. I quickly looked back, and the young man was gone. It was the strangest thing I saw in those few days, with more reports of owls flying all over the country during the day. There were reports all over the news about people being found wandering around with no memory with how they got there or what happened to them in the last few hours.
For months this happened, slowly dwindling as time went by. And for a long time I couldn’t forget the young man with the haunted eyes. I was down in the park one day when I saw him again. He was sitting on a picnic blanket with five other young people, all of them with a shadow of the haunted look that the first young man had. He still looked haunted but together they looked like they could take over the world… and maybe they could.
PS: I'm sorry this is so late I just bought a new house and I was without internet for a while. But here my story is, I had a lot more problems writing this than I thought I would. That is why it is so short.