Photograph (A Harry Potter FanFiction)
Time. One word with such depth behind it. It's infinite, irreversible, indefinite. But is it really what we know it as?
It's a funny thing, time. It plays you in ways you'd never imagine.
It is deadly, but this only increases its brilliance. It manipulates what we want to see, what we choose to see, and what we should see very carefully and skillfully. This is true magic, in its rawest and purest form.
But it stops for no one. Life goes on, and people grow older. Time is a tidal wave, crashing and destroying everything in its path. But over the years, I have learned one thing:
Though time won't stop for us, we can stop for time. Taking a photo imprints that memory forever, and in that one moment, we cross that last hurdle, that last barrier between us and the finish line.
We freeze time. In a photograph.
DISCLAIMER: All credits go to J.K. Rowling. I own only the characters that I have created and the plot. Any similarities between the story and reality are simply coincidental. This book is a work of fiction and appropriate for all ages.