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100 words on a story that's brewing in my mind.
Ready to Die
She had been ready to die that day.
In a way, Hermione felt that it was this fact that made it so much worse. So much worse that she had survived past the end of the war that had rocked what was once her world, had survived to witness the actual battle that brought it to a close. She had survived to see that the end of a war was not always full of joyous celebrations, but sadness and mourning.
She had been ready to die that day, but she hadn’t.
Instead, she had killed. And that was far worse
Ready to Die
She had been ready to die that day.
In a way, Hermione felt that it was this fact that made it so much worse. So much worse that she had survived past the end of the war that had rocked what was once her world, had survived to witness the actual battle that brought it to a close. She had survived to see that the end of a war was not always full of joyous celebrations, but sadness and mourning.
She had been ready to die that day, but she hadn’t.
Instead, she had killed. And that was far worse