Godric's Hollow Rebuilt(New Harry)
Godric's Hollow has been rebuilt, and as I walk through the halls I get an eerie feeling crawling through my veins. It tingles my skin. Maybe it's the thought that I lived her seventeen years or so with my parents. Even though these are not the same walls, or windows, or even the same staircase, something about it brings echoes of my mother and father's laughter. Their happiness, but never their horror. Never their last night of their lives. I've relived that too many times as it is.
I decided to relocate myself here in South Wales, because,well, to be quite honest, I'm not sure, I just wanted to have something to remind me of my parents. Yes, I'm a big sap.
I've noticed I haven't owled Hermione or Ron lately, and my curiousity is getting the best of me. So when I'm done wondering this house, I'll be sure to send Hedwig with their letters. I wonder how they're doing.
((OOC: I'm a new Harry, yay, haha, so forgive me for not posting a much more interesting post, I just don't want to mess up any of the story lines as I figure them out.))
I decided to relocate myself here in South Wales, because,well, to be quite honest, I'm not sure, I just wanted to have something to remind me of my parents. Yes, I'm a big sap.
I've noticed I haven't owled Hermione or Ron lately, and my curiousity is getting the best of me. So when I'm done wondering this house, I'll be sure to send Hedwig with their letters. I wonder how they're doing.
((OOC: I'm a new Harry, yay, haha, so forgive me for not posting a much more interesting post, I just don't want to mess up any of the story lines as I figure them out.))