In the winter of 1999, a continuous heavy snow spread across London.The white caps formed a piece reflecting the gloomy sky, as depressing as the cemetery in Godric's Hollow at this moment.

The brown-haired woman gently placed a bouquet of golden daisies on the snow-covered tombstone, and raised her hand to sweep away the snow on the tombstone little by little.Behind her stood a haggard man with his hands in his pockets, his fiery red hair was like a burning flame in the white world.

The red-haired man took a step forward, sat down casually on the cold and wet snow and crossed his legs carelessly. "We're here to see you, buddy." The red-haired man—Ron looked at the tombstone and cracked a smile. Unlike Hermione who was silent at the side, his words kept talking like a faucet turned on—

"Hey, do you know, Harry? Bellatrix, that old temptress, won't last long... that dead white ermine, after single-handedly picking out a dozen Death Eaters, he's still dead. Too bad you're going to have to put up with that nasty little boy again... Ah, and that August Rookwood, I got my revenge on Fred by killing him... Oh, and that— —”

"Enough." Hermione, who had been silent all this time, interrupted suddenly, her voice trembling slightly, and her face with thick dark circles looked as cold as ice.

"He doesn't need to know this." Hermione said softly after a long time, and continued to sweep away the snow on the monument with her raised hand.For her, the memories of the Boy Who Lived, the tyrannical Dark Lord, Snape, and the destruction of the last Horcrux had all been buried and disappeared that summer two years ago.It was just an ordinary boy who died here after his short life.

Harry was just a friend of hers, here, never leaving.

The tombstone, which had been peeled off inch by inch, gradually revealed its original appearance, and it was written on it:

Harry James Potter

(1980-1998)

You didn't leave, justina great trip

(You're not leaving, you're just on a great trip)

However, what is different from the past is that the second half of the epitaph was heavily scratched, just like a wrong sentence was crossed out during the writing process, and it was replaced by a very rough and clumsy handwriting :

where love is, heart returns

(Where is the love, where is the heart)

Hermione and Ron just looked at that sentence like this, until the heavy snow covered the tombstone again, until the sky turned white.

A month later, the remnants of Death Eaters headed by Bellatrix were completely wiped out in the Battle of Diagon Alley. At the same time, Ron Weasley, Hermione Grant, friends of the hero Harry Potter, Jay passed away.

After five years of darkness, the Western wizarding community finally ushered in a new dawn at the beginning of the 21st century.

The author has something to say:

This is a rewritten version of the author Junkeng Wen born out of love, Chapter 1 is the same, please don’t be surprised

Harry James Potter

(1980-1998)

You didn't leave, justina great trip


(You're not leaving, you're just on a great trip)

where love is, heart returns

(Where is the love, where is the heart)

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