Anthem of the Angels

He didn’t know silence could be so loud, could weigh so heavily.But the silence that filled the square when Skeeter called for a volunteer was deafening. Heartbreaking. Oppressive. Harry didn’t expect a volunteer to take his place, he was already walking to the stage with his head held high. And he was right: his soft footsteps, from a body too thin, too worn, was the only sound ringing in the wake of Skeeter's words.District 12 kids never win. Sirius Black had been the exception, but Harry Potter had no chance.The odds were never in his favor.(Anthem of the Angels Images)

Hello! You may remember this… I wrote this previously with my co-author, sundaywriter, and it was taken down when they heartbreakingly deleted their account.These first ten chapters were written with their assistance and are published as they were before with their permission.I decided instead of writing on vacation, I’ll merely update this fic with a chapter a day until I get home. If I die on my solo-exploration trip then unfortunately nobody will ever know how any of my stories ended. 😉Enjoy!