Miranda

I brush my hand against the cold, hard marble. I wipe away the tears. I read the grave:

Lily Potter*

Born 30 January 1960

Died 31 October 1981


James Potter

Born March 28 1960

Died 31 October 1981

I repeat the words in my head. They become più scarier every time. I was only 8. I have a great memory. I remember my mom's last words.

Not Miranda please, have mercy, take me and kill me instead

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

I cry, letting the tears drip down the grave. I hear movement. I look up and see Duncan. He runs over to me," What happened?" he looks over at the grave marked with tears. "I see. Is this-" he stops. He reads the words I hadn't noticed.

The only sacrifice te make is in love.

He looks at me. "Ohh. I get it." he stares into my eyes. I looked into his. They glistened as I colomba into them. Their warm, blue feeling got to me. I climbed out as he spoke,"Come on. Your probably hungry." He took my hand and helped me up. I stare at him. He holds my hand the whole way back.

Duncan

I have a girl. Moving into my house, while her parents sleep forever, not woken up. Ever. I held her hand. I don't want her to be the last of her family on earth. Miranda's mom sacrificed herself because of love. I think I Amore her. I think I would die for her safety. I'm so confused in my feelings for her.

Miranda

I Amore him. I think. I'm confused. I don't know. We walk to hhis house. I want to eat, sleep, and refresh my day. "Do te want to go out sometime?" he suddenly asks. I feel shocked. I met him an ora ago."Where's this going?"**



* I couldn't think of anything else

** I'm leaving te in suspense