After Snape died, I became Head of Slytherin, beloved by my students, and surrounded by a whole bunch of handsome young men eyeing me hungrily. I had reached the pinnacle of life.
Theme: The deepest longing is becoming you after you're gone.
I came across this short article by chance and was moved, so I left a comment to record it. Compared with the war, the trauma caused by the war is greater.
Isn't it too cruel? I'm already crying
I came across this short article by chance and was moved, so I left a comment to record it. Compared with the war, the trauma caused by the war is greater.