Great one Harita, i just love what you right, it's really amazing!

really nice!!!! keep going

waiting for some more aweeeeeeeeee posts!

hello everybody here's another postie...

Back To The Burrow


The trio, Ginny, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley and Sara were to head back to the Burrow the next day. The next day was hectic enough for everybody. There were people all over the castle who had stayed back for the night who were meeting and saying their good byes to their friends. It reminded the trio of their fourth year when the tournament ended.
Dean had come and talked to everybody and to Sara in particular for quite sometime and then left.
“Dean, I am glad that you are in the club and play well. I will be there to cheer you, though you might find me in the opposite stands if Chudely Canons are concerned” Ron said smiling and Dean smiled and shook his head
“don’t worry, I will do well and see to it that Cormac doesn’t get a chance to be in the team at least not replacing me” he said smirking
“That’s like it” Ron said jubilant and thumped Dean’s back. Harry laughed along with Dean as they all headed out of the castle to get to their portkey.
Sara smiled and waved as she saw Dean leaving with Seamus and the rest with his friends while their portkey itself was turning blue.
“Sara quick” and Sara immediately touched the mirror just in time and felt a pull at her navel and then thud she fell on her back and her trunk fell next to her opened
“great!” she said and got up and repacked her trunk while Ginny giggled Sara smiled


That day after returning Mr. Weasley was very busy with the funeral and all. Sara asked if she could help him but she realized that it was something she couldn’t do and that Mr. Weasley and Gorge and Bill did it because they worked in the Ministry and they knew what to do.
Sara was in the house but she had decided not to stay alone. So she went along Ginny and Hermione where ever they went and helped them out and talked to them.
The whole day the trio and Ginny tried to keep things light and there was some laughter around. Sara couldn’t have been much better. The night came by and after dinner Mr. Weasley called Sara in the living room where he and Bill were sitting.
“Yes, Mr. Weasley” she said as she came in and stood
“Sit down Sara dear” he said and motioned her to sit. She sat down on the couch.
“well tomorrow we will have the funeral in the morning, you know that right?” he said and she nodded. She looked at him and he had this concerned look. she gave a small smile
“Mr. Weasley I am fine, don’t worry. I won’t break down” she said. Arthur smiled
But then shook his head
“no its not that, but the thing is tomorrow we will be having Christmas dinner and” he began uncomfortably.
“oh, yes I know and don’t let me and the funeral dampen tomorrow’s dinner sir” she said shaking her head. She came to know that some guests will be coming tomorrow for dinner and the next day being Christmas people would be even more busy.
He looked at her and smiled and nodded
“don’t worry you will have the best Christmas, I will assure you that” he said and she nodded. She sat there silently as he stared at the fire
“I guess I should get going. Good night Mr. Weasley, Good night Bill” she said and with that she got up and left the room and walked to the girls room. She entered to see it empty. She got into her bunk beds and laid down.
Hermione and Ginny must be with Ron and Harry. She closed her eyes and went into dreamless sleep.

hope you liked it...
have a nice day...:-)

love the new chapter, your a really great writer.

Hey Harita, great post! I'm so happy you got this up! I'm so sad for Sara, but I'm glad she is starting to look to her friends in her time of sadness. Good for her. I'm so anxious to read more. Post as soon as you can. I know you're busy with learning all that impressive stuff you're learning, so get that done first, as I know it must be your first and most important priority, but then you must set your mind and fingers to type your next great post.

wow Harita you write so amazing, i really love your work!

Hello here's another post...this one is a real short one...

A Goodbye...


“Sara, wake up” called someone. Sara was facing the wall and she had been up for quite sometime. She sighed and turned around and saw it was Ginny
“ ‘morning Ginny”
“good morning Sara. um…mum says we would be leaving a bit early for the funeral” she said Sara nodded and got up and left for freshening up. She got dressed cardigan and jacket since it was still snowing outside.
Everybody got ready
“Mrs. Weasley, why is everybody coming?” she asked as they all were in the kitchen waiting for Mr. Weasley to give them the signal
“of course to be with you”
“but Mrs. Weasley I am fine. I can go through this” she said. She didn’t want everybody to trouble getting up early this morning and coming with her.
“oh hush child and come on we are to leave now” she said as they got the signal. Everybody one by one filed out of the Burrow and then apparated to the spot. Everything was ready. Sara walked towards the burial ground and stood there. She saw the casket which was already closed. She had asked Mr. Weasley to close the casket and keep because she wouldn’t be able to see him again like that. As they all came near and stood by the pit, the minister lift his wand and gave a gentle swish and the casket levitated and buried in and the soil started filling up again. Sara stood there stock still with no expression on her face as if she was stunned. The casket was buried and then a tombstone appeared. Mrs. Weasley placed her hand on Sara’s shoulder. Sara looked at her and then followed her gaze at the tombstone.
She walked towards it and waved her wand slowly
A dearest friend, brother, lover and son…may your soul rest in peace.

She stepped back from her place. Hermione had conjured a wreathe and Sara placed it. everything that happened looked mechanical and this troubled Molly.

As they headed back she spoke to her husband about it
“Arthur, I didn’t like the way things went by” she said
“what happened dear?”
“it all seemed so mechanical and without any emotion. I am scared for Sara” she said “I just hope she hasn’t gone into depression of sorts” she said
Arthur put his hand around her shoulder and squeezed it to reassure that Sara would be fine
“don’t worry” was all he said and then they apparated.

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and do remember to comment...

So nice to read another post! Poor Sara, grief affects everyone in different ways. Is she all cryed out, or unsure of her emotions. I agree with Mrs. Weasley. At least she has close friends to help her through this time. Plus I'm sure she's afraid of what is going on in her home country with her people. Thank you for posting. It was great. Such a great story. Can't wait to read more. Post when you can, but don't neglect your schoolwork for us.

um...hello everybody...i just dropped in to say that i would be taking some more time to update my fiction here as i am having my exams in few days...but i will post as soon as my exams are done with...

Hello...finally done with exams...phew...so now here's the post...


Is That Him?

Down in the living room and the kitchen that evening it was all hustling and bustling Fleur had come with Victorie and the room was full of chatter and fun and frolic around the little baby. There was a knock on the door and Ginny went and answered it
“Hey Harry” she said and hugged
“you guys can get cozy and lovey dovey once you are inside now move aside” said Ron
“I am freezing” and pushed both of them and a laughing Shaun entered
“Ron!” exclaimed Ginny as she was about to go out of balance but he wasn’t listening. He walked after Hermione and was immediately busy with her and Harry had to roll his eyes.
“Ginny this is Shaun, my room mate” he said
“Hello Ginny”
“Hey Shaun, nice to meet you” she said and stepped aside to let them enter, closing the door behind she walked in and went and stood next to Hermione as Harry and Shaun started talking to Mr. Weasley and Bill and Gorge. They had moved to the living room.
As everyone got in and settled Ginny looked around and saw Sara wasn’t there. She got up to look for her when she turned and saw Sara coming down the stairs. She entered the room.
“Hey Sara” said Ron and came forward. He went and hugged her. Ron, the Weasley brothers and Harry had become like brothers to her in this family. He moved away and spoke “this is my room mate Shaun Macmillan” and Sara looked at Ron and then everything went dizzy as she heard the complete name
yes it is him, no doubt about it, Aussie...The Eagle as an Animagus...her and Rahul's best friend... she looked into the those same green eyes that she had seen all her school time, that dark hair that had grown messily over during their 5th year and she and Rahul had to push him into the saloon to get it cut, the same set of brows which were raised in surprise perhaps on seeing her and then were knit in deep thought as his eyes looked into hers, the same face that came every other night along with Rahul’s revisiting those fun school memories which then would turn into some troubled scenes in her dreams.
“Sara?” Hermione began but before she could say anything there was a blur of black in front of Hermione and Sara. Shaun hugged her.Sara was stunned by it but hugged Shaun back. Hermione and Ron who were both at each side of Sara were confused and others were at loss of words but Sara’s words gave Hermione the answer.
“I missed you so much” she murmured and tears started flowing, her eyes shut tight and hugged him tightly.
Shaun held her close to him as if he wouldn’t let her go, his could see flashes of his disturbed dreams in front of his mind’s eye and he held her tighter. Tears leaked through his eyes.
The scene at the Burrow was watched with confused eyes. It seemed like after hours Sara and Shaun broke apart their hug. Each wiping their tears they looked down and then around. Sara turned pale
“I am- I am sorry”
“Sorry?” began Molly but was cut by Ron
“Shaun, you know her?” he asked him
Shaun looked at Ron and nodded
“my best friend from school” and instantly Ron remembered Shaun talking about her, the night Shaun told him and Harry about his dream.
“why didn’t you ever tell us about yourself Shaun?” asked Harry
“All this while Sara had been here, if we would have known this Sara would have had her own friend in his foreign land. It would have been much easier for her” he said
“you know ” began Shaun
“No, Harry. Its alright.” Sara cut in “I am glad I got to know you people here first and stayed with you and am friends with you all. You did make my life easy. I really do mean what I said” she said looking around at each and everyone of them.
“If Shaun and I would have met earlier then today maybe then we both would have dwelt on our past and not think about the present” she said looking at Shaun who looked at her and then at the floor.
“So, you and Shaun were best friends along with?” Ginny started but was cut by Sara’s nod.“but you never spoke of anyone else Sara other then…” trailed Ron
Shaun looked at Ron and then at Sara. It was Sara’s chance to look down
“its because I didn’t want to talk of any of my other friends because I would miss them terribly and I would have been even worse then what I was for all those days you saw me being sad and pathetic” she said.
George protested.
“hey you weren’t pathetic” said Bill. She looked up and chuckled a bit her eyes still holding some tears
“exactly you were just sad that’s it. Everyone stood there in silence not knowing what to say next or do and just then
Now that everything seems to be on a good note lets go have some dinner” piped in George
“George!” exclaimed Angelina
“no he is right Angelina. I am hungry too” Sara giggled a bit and for the first time it seemed to look that Sara had smiled a bright smile, bright enough to erase all their doubts about her being ever sad again. As they all walked into the tiny kitchen cum dinning room Sara had something else on her mind, how would she tell the news about Rahul to Shaun. It would break him again. But she tried not to think about it yet.
Everybody seemed to be looking happy and chattering while Shaun kept silent in his own thoughts as he went and sat down on the table beside Ginny. Sara sat down opposite Shaun beside Ron. She gave a small smile as she sat opposite Shaun and he returned her smile.
The dinner went by in sweet laughter and teasing among the siblings and their partners and a proud voice of the mother speaking rapidly in her French accent about her sweet little daughter. Things couldn’t have been better then this at the Christmas eve. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were the most happy to see their family dinner table full of chatter and clatter and laughter. Everybody met in the living room again and sat down to sit and talk. Bill was very much into deep conversation with Mr. Weasley while Fleur and Mrs. Weasley and Angelina were busy in the kitchen and George was entertaining his niece Victorie putting her on his stomach and tickling her as he lay on the couch. Harry, Ron, Shaun, Ginny, Hermione sat on the couch and were in deep conversation while Sara sat on the rug covered floor leaning side ways on to the couch and quietly listened to what they had to say. They would laugh at Ron’s comments in the middle of the conversation and when Shaun would look at her, she would smile.
The evening drifted into night. It had begun to snow again. Sara looked out of the window. She got up and excused herself and walked out of the room and then out of the house in her jacket and scarf to look up at the night sky and to see the snow falling. She held out her hand and felt the soft cotton like snow flakes, a small smile played on her lips and somewhere in the back Molly had started the radio and the Christmas Carols began playing. It was a night of bliss and tranquility which Sara would never forget. It was night where somewhere in the back of her mind she thought everything would at last become alright...

Hope You Liked It And Have A Nice Day...And Do Comment...:-)

Hello Harita, I was so happy when I checked my e-mail and found you had posted! I see the strain of exams hasn't hurt your writing talent at all. What a beautiful post. You described evrything wonderfully. I felt all warm and happy in the atmosphere you provided for us. I felt like I was there among the festivities. And when Shaun and Sara met, the emotion you gave us to feel with them was incredible! Super post Harita. I love reading your story! I can't wait for more. The only thing I can say to help you is; spelling of the name, George. You spell it, Gorge, but it is George. But that's such a tiny little thing. Your story was just as wonderful, even with the way you spelled it. I'll be watching for more.

Hey thanks Connie...i must have missed the spelling while writing it......
i am glad you are still liking it......
And i hope others are liking it too......

Here's the next Post....

A Slap, A Yelp And Some Screaming…

Sara stirred and woke up the next day and sat up on her bunk bed and looked around. Her eyes were slightly hazy and she felt a movement then suddenly a hand came and pressed on her mouth before she could shout, her eyes went wide as she met a pair of green eyes
‘Harry?’ she thought and then shook her head, the stranger’s hand on her mouth still.
She closed and opened her eyes and then looked again clearly at the person in front of her and she heaved a sigh
“Shaun” she thought and he removed his hand and placed his finger on his lips and pointed behind him and saw that Harry and Ron were planning an attack on their girls. She looked at Shaun her eyes questioning and he shook his head
“wait and watch”
Sara saw what the guys were up to and then both of them tip toed at the head of the girls bed.
Ron sat on her bed softly and leaned in at Hermione’s ear and so did Harry at Ginny’s ear and then everything happened within flash of a second a slap, a yelp, and two voices screaming and to top it of Shaun fell over Sara’s bed and rolled over on and laughed.
Sara looked at the 4 of them and then at Shaun.
Ron had blown cold air in Hermione’s ear and that earned him a slap from Hermione thinking it was some insect irritating her sleep and Harry screaming in Ginny’s ear and in return Ginny shouted as she woke up on her bed immediately and so did Hermione on hearing Ginny shout
“Idiot!” scolded Hermione
“what were you thinking shouting my ears!” Ginny shouted at Harry and Shaun continued to laugh and he fell on Sara’s hand which was on her bed
“ouch”
“sorry” he apologized

Ginny and Hermione looked at Sara who was awake and then at Shaun
“Sara you are with them?” asked Ginny narrowing her sleepy red eyes.
“hey no, before you guys could be attacked I was attacked and almost about to get abducted with a hand on my mouth” she said and Shaun chuckled
“I wouldn’t have done that Sara you know that” and she rolled her eyes
“that was bad one Mione” he said rubbing his head
“you deserve it” she said slapping his hand again
“ouch” exclaimed Ron and Harry together again as they both got slaps on their hands by Hermione and Ginny
Sara shook her head and then turned to Shaun who was half fallen on her bed
“Merry Christmas” she said smiling. Shaun was busy looking at his friends and their partners and then smiling he turned his face and then wished
“Merry Christmas Sara” he said and then straightened looking at her sweet smiling face and then his face changed so many reactions which Sara couldn’t make out. She looked at him curiously
“Shaun?” she asked but he didn’t reply and then looked at her with such soft and warmth in his eyes that Sara’s insides melted. She mentally shook herself and blinked her eyes and then there he was already standing
“Hey are you guys done with your surprises which I know went horribly Harry, Ron. You must have done much better” he said and Ron and Harry snorted

“so maybe we could go and check out the presents” Shaun said looking at his friends, his hands in his pockets. They nodded and he looked down at Sara who was looking at him confused and then she just looked away and got up and made her bed before walking out with her friends to the living room.

Have A Nice Day:-)

Ah Harita! You never fail me. I always love reading your posts.
Harry and Ron were so cute wanting to scare the girls, but the plan backfired on them. I wonder why Shaun didn't get in on it with Sara. I loved this so much. It is my favorite part of the post. So wonderful, and beautiful. What is going on with Shaun here? Hope evrything is ok. And why did Sara do this? Great post Harita. I'm so glad your exams are over. I'll be watching for your next post.

Thanks Connie...

Well,just as Shaun said "Wait and Watch".........

Well, Sara was confused as to why Shaun had looked at the way he did and had so many emotions appearing on his face.She was just confused,so to avoid looking at him she did what she did...
Yeah,i am glad that i am done with exams for sometime now...actually past this week i have been on a writing spree and written quite a few more posts and i am a bit anxious to post it...so may be the next one will be on line by tomorrow...just that i hope i havent lost my how much ever small number readers i had...

Any Ways...i hope you all read it and do comment and tell me how you like it...
Have A Nice Day...

Told Him At Last…

As the day passed by and it was afternoon when Shaun found Sara walking towards the garden of the Burrow. It was all covered in snow. She had walked up to the fence and looked out at the expanse of the snow covered area ahead of her.
He was in the garage with Mr. Weasley when he saw her. He excused himself and then walked slowly behind her.
“Hey” he said
Sara turned and gave a small smile and nodded
“Hey” and then looked away at the horizon.
Shaun coughed a bit and then began hesitating a bit.
“um…Sara…I wanted to know something last night” he started. Sara looked at him thinking where this conversation was going. If she hadn’t been wrong it would go in the same direction as to which she was thinking for so long…
“Hmm?”
“um…you know…I wanted to know about Rahul…last night I couldn’t ask you because I was too surprised to see you” he said and Sara sighed ‘Bingo’ she thought.
She looked at him for sometime not knowing what to say and how to break it to Shaun that his best mate was no more.
Sara looked down at her hands and a dry sob escaped her throat.
Shaun looked at her worriedly. ‘what’s wrong?’ he thought.
He put his hands on her shoulder
“Sara? what happened?” he asked
Sara mutely shook her head and bit her lip from breaking down again. Shaun was becoming worried with every passing second. Worried, he wrapped his arm around her and Sara sobbed into his chest.
‘This isn’t good’ he thought… ‘not at all good’. After sometime Sara drew away from him and spoke in soft voice
“I am sorry Shaun…” she said Shaun looked at her as she drew back and spoke.
“has something happened to him Sara?” he coaxed her to answer him. Anxiety and dread was killing him…and just then she spoke…
“He is no more” and her voice cut through the still winter air. It sort of took away the oxygen from his lungs.
He dropped his hands from her shoulder and closing his eyes and shook his head.
“I am sorry, Shaun, really am…I had met him a couple of times over the war, coaxed him to come back with me, but he didn’t…didn’t listen, I should have tried harder, I know but…”
“No,” He stepped back away from Sara his eyes never leaving hers and then with a swish of his cloak he turned away and walked a few meters away from her within seconds and then ‘pop’
Sara watched Shaun leave with heavy heart. She leaned against the cold wooden fence to keep herself from collapsing her head bent and eyes closed…

Have A Nice Day...:-)

Hello Harita, Thank you for posting so soon. I love your story so much. I'm sure your readers are still here. It sometimes gets very busy with school and or work to comment on our posts. I'm sure you know how it is. Even if you get discouraged, keep posting.

My heart breaks for Sara. She has gone through so much this past year. She was so happy to see her Shaun, and now she had to tell him about Rahul. My heart now breaks for him also. But he's just in denyal though, right? It isn't Sara's fault.
Great post Harita. I'll be watching for your next post.

Heya...Connie...thanks for reading...yeah i know...how it can be busy and all...i agree...that's why i am keeping my fingers crossed......
but whenever i am down i read other fics and get inspired to continue to write...lol...
yeah...i know...its becoming harder and harder for her even after the war...but i promise that things will start getting better...
and about Shaun in denial? coming up next...

Denial Or Conviction


A pair of green eyes stared the high ceiling in his study sitting in his arm chair, his hands clasped against his stomach and sitting in his arm chair. It had been 3 days since he last was at the Burrow and Shaun hadn’t left his old ancestral mansion since then.
The news of his friend had shaken him when Sara told him but somehow later he didn’t feel it was true. The feeling of sadness and depression didn’t take over him somehow. This made Shaun think again. ‘why am I not sad and worried?’ ‘why don’t I feel a thing?’ ‘what could this mean?’
Shaun sat there thinking over his thoughts and feelings. He closed his eyes and with every passing second he was becoming firmer and firmer at his beliefs and his instincts stronger. The only way he could confirm his feeling was by going there. He got up making his arm chair rock a bit. He walked out of his study grabbing his cloak which was laying there on the headrest of the couch for past 3 days, his boots clicking.
As soon as he left the room the devoted house elf came and bent but before he could ask anything Shaun shook his head and passed the hall and headed towards the door.
Closing the door firmly behind him he closed his eyes and pop…



As he arrived at the Burrow, Shaun had his jaw set and his eyes serious ablaze. He knocked the door and faced an apron tied Mrs. Weasley.
“oh hello dear”
He gave a curt nod
Hello Mrs.Weasley,where cani find Sara? he asked in a buisness sort of voice
“Sara is upstairs with the girls”
He nodded and walked straight through the kitchen and then living room and then towards the stairs leading to the girls room. Molly looked at Shaun’s retreating back a bit amazed as he had a very serious face.

Just as he reached the room he saw Ginny and Hermione coming out he gave them a curt nod and held the door knob before it could click and close itself. They returned back a nod and silently walked down the stairs sensing the tension.

Shaun entered the room to see Sara sitting on Ginny’s bed with her study things all around. She was bending and writing over a hardboard on her parchment. All rough parchments were scattered on her bed with structures and calculations and diagrams and instantly the serious look from his face evaporated and his eyes turned soft and a small admiring smile played on his lips. It reminded him of their school days as Rahul and he would be fooling around and she would finish her homework with full concentration. He walked softly towards her bed and Sara didn’t seemed to have realized someone’s presence, only when she straightened up to dip her quill in the ink bottle which was at her side on the table that she saw Shaun standing near the bed. A surprised Sara left the quill dipped in the bottle and hurriedly got up and went and welcomed Shaun with a hug.
“Hey, nice to see you back” she said as she hugged.
Shaun was slightly surprised. He hadn’t expected Sara to welcome him like that after his last unceremonious departure. But he hugged her back nonetheless and smiled at the warm feeling of the hug. She backed out a bit and then with a little glance at him she turned and busied herself with clearing the other side of the bed so that he could sit.
Clearing the bed and stacking her papers and books on the nearby table she turned and saw Shaun sitting on the bed. She smiled a bit but kept silent. She had no idea what he was here for and the silence between them was getting very awkward when she decided to break it.
“um…well Harry and Ron are at Wizarding Wheezes if you” but she stopped a she saw him shake his head
“no, I came to see you and talk to you” he said
“oh” she said and she clutched the edge of the table from behind her as she had just began to guess what he would have come to talk about. But she let him come out with it himself.
After a lot of thinking over his words Shaun began
“Sara, I don’t believe” he said and looking up at her.
“I don’t believe that Rahul isn’t alive” and
‘Bingo’ Sara thought and sighed, her head bent down. But she didn’t say anything and waited for him to continue
“I don’t know. I have been thinking about it but seriously I am not feeling anything, anything as in no sadness at all, no depression, no nothing” he said shaking his head
“you are just in shock” Sara said softly looking down at the wooden floor and Shaun shook his head
“No, I was in shock yeah, you are right but initially but now no, nothing I can feel. I know my instincts Sara, they have never betrayed me and they tell me that Rahul is still alive, very much alive” he said positively.
She felt her heart rip at his optimistic tone. Sara looked up and saw his eyes pleading her to believe him. She looked away not able to see it in his eyes and the hurt that it was reflecting on his face.
He looked at her look away and he knew she didn’t believe him. So he spoke again, a voice much firmer with his conviction and his eyes ablaze with his belief
“Ok, you don’t seem to believe me right?” and Sara looked at him slightly worried at his change in expression
“Fine, take me to the place where you buried him and while we are there if I don’t feel anything then I am going to trust my instincts that Rahul isn’t dead” he said the last words with such force that it made Sara flinch.
She nodded though. Pushing herself away from the table she walked up to him and took his hand gently but held it firmly. Shaun got up immediately towering over her. Shaun closed his eyes just after he saw Sara close her eyes and then pop…

Have A Nice Day...

Awe Harita, Sara is so sweet! I love her so much. She is so patient and compassionate. I love it how quiet and submissive she is. She puts her own feelings aside to tend to the needs of her friend. She is wonderful. And I love how Shaun suddenly became soft towards her. I didn't like how he lefthis place, and how he approached the Burrow, and even Molly, Hermione and Ginny. I was going to be angry at him if he wasthat way to Sara, but, he wasn't even despite himself. Great post Harita! I'll be watching for your next one.

aw...thanks Connie......your comments always make me smile...thanks so much...

Conviction Or Denial Continued…



They reached the snow covered cemetery. Pushing the rusted iron gate open they stepped in and Sara silently took the lead through the rows of tombstones and reached the last one in the 4th row below a tree. Shaun went past her and stood near the tombstone. He knelt beside it and cleared away the snow to read what has been inscribed on it. He was surprised that name wasn’t inscribed on the stone nor was his date of birth. He looked at Sara and asked about it and Sara looked at him blankly and said nothing. There was a small sad smile. He closed his eyes and yet he didn’t feel a thing.
Opening his eyes he got up and drew out his wand and flicked a wreath out and placed it gently on the tombstone replacing the old one. Sara thought he was slowly realizing it was Rahul but no, she was wrong. He came back to her and looking at her he said
“This isn’t Rahul, Sara. It isn’t Rahul” he said.
Sara began to protest
“No, listen…if you think it is Rahul then why didn’t you write his name and date of birth? why just the date he died?” he asked
“Don’t tell me you don’t know his full name and date of birth. You very well know that, then why?”
“Because I didn’t want him to and didn’t believe him dead even after he was buried” Sara said
“See”
“Please Shaun,” Sara pleaded looking away from Shaun.
“Don’t make this even more difficult then it already is. I have somehow got myself into believing that he is no more.”
“So you want him dead?” Shaun demanded his eyes now furious and Sara was shocked and she paled as the snow covered on the ground. She couldn’t speak for sometime and then
“How, how could you speak like that?” she hissed
“How could you say that I would want him dead Shaun Henry Macmillan!”
“He was as close as my family, he was a confidante, an elder brother to me, a guardian to my brother a backbone for our friendship, Shaun” she spoke her voice aghast.
“Yes, he was and he is and he will be…because he isn’t dead” his eyes still furious boring into her tired red eyes and his last four words forceful.
“You are in denial” she sighed, her voice exhausted and strained.
“No, I am not in denial but it’s my conviction Sara” he said firmly. She looked at him his expression was set. He firmly believed what he spoke and that made Sara’s heart ache because she knew when he would realize what she said was the truth it would break him down many more times than it broke her down. But then she didn’t say a word again.
“I don’t know” she murmured closing her eyes tight …her hands in tight fist
“You better believe me Sara, better believe me” he said still looking down at her
She looked up at him and searched his face but before she could speak again he went past her and walked towards the gate and out of it and then apparated leaving her once again stranded all alone.
She watched him go not able to stop him,not able to make him understand the reality but just let him go“why are you doing this?” she murmured looking at the spot behind the gate from where he disapparated…


what do you think?

Harita! I can't breath when you post like this. I'm all breathing hard and trying to catch my breath. Is there a chance that it wasn't Rahul? I don't want Shaun to be in denial, but, maybe there's a chance it wasn't Rahul. Ahhh! Harita, I should get off. There is a big thunderstorm here, and the thunder just cracked sharply and very loud and the lightening is fierce outside the window I am sitting next to. The post was tremendous, and I hope you get another one up right away. Hopefully not when it's storming here though.

...i hope your breathing has become normal by now Connie...i am glad you liked the post...and all i just want to say is...keep guessing...you never know what's next.........
thanks for reading Connie...and i hope the next time i post there wont be any thunderstorm right next to you threatening to strike your computer down...or else you wont be able to read my fiction...:o......