I stared at the bright lights of the city as I felt a slight gust of wind blow through my hair. The colors blended together, almost ethereal in nature. It was beautiful, and it would be the last thing I saw before I died.
I stared at the bright lights of the city as I felt a slight gust of wind blow through my hair. The colors blended together, almost ethereal in nature. It was beautiful, and it would be the last thing I saw before I died.
A text story set place in the golden trio era!
You are the it girl of Slytherin, the glue holding your deranged friend group together, the girl no one wants on their bad side, and everyone wants...