Oct 02, 2011 13:59
Autumn
Words: 100
Since the age of eleven, autumn had always been Harry’s favourite time of year. It had previously symbolised a return to Hogwarts; but now, and for the rest of his life, it was going to represent something else to him as well.
The leaves turned and changed colour early that year, some to match his beautiful fiancée’s hair, the sun’s rays enhancing the effect and making her hair light up and glow like embers.
Harry caught sight of Ron’s nod and turned to watch as Arthur led Ginny down the aisle. She was completely gorgeous, more so than ever before.