The Hallows

The Importance of a Letter

Dec. 26. 2017

I walked through the corridors of Hogwarts and passed into the library.

I slowly slipped into the restricted section where I intended to get a book on magical creatures. Not an extermination guide, heavens no. But a book on my 'spirit animal', a demiguise named Chip, short for Chocolate Chip.

My demiguise was a rare one. I had found him in the Enchanted Forest, which is actually the Forbidden Forest.

He was searching for food.

I had given him some, and we'd been friends ever since.

I had discovered he was a diamondback demiguise. Only like 5 left in the world.

I was always on alert now, as I told you before, I wasn't safe. But I was prepared if I wouldn't survive.

When I found the book, I heard whispering on the shelf behind me.

"We must infiltrate the school..."

"The Room of Requirement.."

"The solstice..."

"When the dark lord awakens.."

Only vague statements that I was able to hear.

But the dark lord awakens..when will he awaken. And he is coming back.

I know that for a fact now. This is why I'm telling you this. You need to know.

I accidentally knocked a book over and the whispering stopped.

"Who's there?" A voice asked.

I didn't make a sound.

I took out my wand and cast a spell to send my note to you, my sister, quickly, if I didn't survive whatever was coming.

I backed up slowly and the floor creaked.

I cursed.

"Avada Kedavra!" A voice shouted and a flash of green light hit me.

My vision went dark.

Avada Kedavra. The killing curse.

I'm glad I wrote this letter, sis. Otherwise, you wouldn't have known what had happened to me.

Yes. I truly did die.

But somewhere, wherever I went, I was given a choice.

To come back to life, or watch over the world from afar, no worries and everything I could've wished for. I could have had everything I wanted.

But I also needed to return to you, sis. You and me, we were the same age.

I knew you were old enough to take care of yourself.

But I didn't want to leave the world. I was only in it for fifteen years. I needed to see you have your first boyfriend, kiss, and prank you.

Sis, it was a really hard choice. But there were consequences to coming back to life. I didn't know what they were. But I had a feeling I would.

This is the last letter I'll ever write, sis. I'm sorry I failed you.

Love, your sister.

H.