𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐁𝐈𝐀

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐁𝐈𝐀:
╰► ❝ the fear of being alone ❞

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

She fell to her knees then. Right next to his writhering body, that convulsed against the brutal force of someoneelse trying to take over. Her hands were shaking, her breath stopped, her heart raced. She didn't know how to help and for some reason that shook her to the core. It had been years since she felt this helpless and looking around her eyes searched for someone that might be able to help, but all she found, all she saw were people that looked even more lost then her. More shooked. Except for the elderly, almost ancient, wizard next to her.
No he didn't look shooked or helpless, but tired almost dissapointed.
What was he dissapointed in? Her Brother? Was he not fighting enough as it is? Or was it that it had even come to this, had he expected more from them, better? she couldn't read him, not this time and that just added to the anxiety that was slowly filling her up.

OR

╺ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 it becomes clear,
that Loneliness can truly
change people, for the
better or worse.....
probably both

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

[MONOPHOBIA, Róisín Potter]
[Book 𝒊. ]
[Harry Potter eras: Childhood ]
[ - Battle of Hogwarts]
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