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The Sins of Poetry

Summary:

Too many things can be changed within a second. Who's to say it's fate? Who's to say it's free will? A moment.

That's all it takes.

A single match. A single person. A single smile.

A second chance. And a third.

The end of a war. Two children born from the spill of its blood.

Notes:

Hi!!! I actually don't know if anyone will read this, which should probs be a good thing since I'm stacked with uni classes and assignments. But alas, I really wanted to post my story idea and see how it goes.

I hope if you start reading this, you thoroughly enjoy, and if you wanna let me know how u feel on the story so far, please feel free to write down a comment or give kudos, I'd love to share thoughts and ideas.

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Chapter 1: Prologue

Chapter Text

October 31, 1981



“HARRY!” sobbed a woman into the rain as she ran down the street, her wet hair blinding each step she took forward. Her eyes, a vivid green even in the moonlight, were marred with stinging tears and battering rain drops. She screamed the further her legs took her. It was only when the dark shadow of the street intersection broke her path that she stopped.

On the tarmac of the road, a woman fell to her knees and cried up to an unforgiving sky. She screamed again.

“HARRY!”

And again.

“HARRY!”

And again.

“HARRY!”

And again.

And again.

And again. 

Blood from her grazed knees flowed freely down the street, taking her pleas with it.