Dawn Seemed To Follow Midnight With Indecent

Hermione Was Screaming Again: The Sound Went Through Harry Like Physical Pain.

She Had A Way Of Seeing The Beauty In Others, Even, And Perhaps Most Especially, When That Person Couldn't See It In Themselves.

Depression Isn't Just Being A Bit Sad. It's Feeling Nothing. It's Not Wanting To Be Alive Anymore.

Interesting Theory. Has Anyone Ever Tried Sticking A Sword In Voldemort? Maybe The Ministry Should Put Some People Onto That, Instead Of Wasting Their Time Stripping Down Deluminators Or Covering Up Breakouts From Azkaban.

I'm A Writer, And I Will Write What I Want To Write.