[Harry Potter] By Your Side

I spent half my life chasing after things, but in the instant we turned and brushed past each other, the time when I could have held on to your hand was already gone. By the time I realized it, the distance between us had already been branded into a moment that could never return. After love was pulled away, all that remained was a lipstick mark recording a memory that would soon be forgotten. We both pulled each other into a rose bush full of thorns, desperately trying to grasp each other's shadow among the vivid blooms. Only when we were covered in wounds did we realize that we were both afraid of pain. We are both lonely. We don't understand each other's loneliness, but we still lean on each other because we feel the chill. This was always going to be a game without any sense of security. "Actually, I've always been by your side." The words, tinged with faint bitterness, were never spoken aloud. WELL, I'm hopeless at writing blurbs OTL For now, I'm planning to update daily. Let's see how long that lasts before it turns into an update every three days... And the blurb is fake, so don't be fooled by it. The story itself is definitely quite different. Unless something unexpected happens, the male lead is Voldemort. And as for the ending, I won't spoil which kind it is -v- The characters' names in this story will use their Chinese-translated names. To be honest, I prefer their original names, but I like the way the text looks when everything uses the same font The female lead isn't a Mary Sue, but she is a child blessed by Merlin. She isn't invincible, nor is she adored by everyone, but all the professors like her as a student. She doesn't talk much, but she isn't completely taciturn either. She hates trouble, but trouble keeps finding her. She wants a peaceful life, yet often adds a little fun to it. She goes unnoticed, yet everyone knows her. She's ordinary but outstanding, easy to get along with one moment and sharp-tongued the next, a little sly and a little loyal, longing for freedom while tying herself down... A living contradiction: Annie Vesper. And one more thing: the butterfly effect in this story doesn't flap its wings very hard. I don't even plan to make major changes to JKR's original plot.