In a cold winter dawn, in a time before the daylight, a young woman was walking over the cobblestones of Diagon Alley. Her name : Eternity. The purple-haired girl had spent the night at the Leaky Cauldron, rented a room in the little inn, just in order to be the first in Diagon Alley. She Knew that there will be a big crowd quickly in the morning, and she wanted not to be disturbed during her shopping time. She had a lot of presents to buy, for her family her friends. Actually, her friends could be counted with the fingers of one only hand, and they were not what people usually call friends. But Eternity wanted to thanks them for being close to her. By the dawn early light, she could see the dancing shadows of the few trees that were all leaf-less since Summer had left his place to Autumn. Eternity was walking slowly while daydreaming ‘bout what she will become, what her future will be. She engaged herself into rebellion, she wanted to start a riot in Hogwarts with some Hufflepuffs and therefore, she risked to be fired of what became her second home since nearly seven years now. Dressed by her hot coat, the water steam was escaping from her mouth while she was trying to warm up her face, blowing in her hands covered with her gloves made of dragon skin. Snow flakes were falling on her hair, that were not protected, so they were starting to freeze on her head.
She was not expecting to find an open shop at this time, but walk over Diagon Alley was always a great pleasure for her, see the streets covered with snow was really wonderful. But everything has changed since she came here for the first time. Just one day after she learned that she was a witch. Now, a lot of shops were closed, even Ollivander’s wand shop, whom had disappear, one year earlier, without any explanation. There were something between sadness and desolation to see what Diagon Alley had become. She felt a little guilty to do nothing, not to fight against you-know-who, but she had decided to finish her studies before fighting. What she was about to do at Hogwarts was nothing compared to what might be done to save the world. But it was not her task, she knew that Harry Potter was somewhere on the run, doing something to defeat the dark lord. She couldn’t imagine that he just fled away, hiding, doing nothing. Things will get better. One day…
And then, she start crooning, not a real song, she just left what she had on her head going out, maybe in order to not keep it for herself… She was singing with the wind.
« what’s happening to me ? Why do I feel so sad ? What the hell am I doing here ? »
A few minutes later, she finally stopped from walking, and she sat down on a little wood bench, always crooning some sad air.
She was not expecting to see someone, but, there was someone, who was gazing at her. Then the unknown person approached the bench where she was still sitting. But Eternity put a hand in her pocket, holding tight her wand. Who known who was this person ?
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