This is my first published fic (which happens to hit severus-dramatic-gothic-nerd's Snapecember 2021 Week 4 prompt). It is based on the classical song "Trockne Blumen" by Wilhelm Müller/Franz Schubert (commonly translated as "Withered Flowers") form early Romanticism. English translation of the song included.
I'm not a native speaker and it is unedited, so all mistakes are my own - I apologise in advance.
Anything recognisable belongs to JKR and the publishers, or Wilhelm Müller. No copyright infringement intended.
Cross-posted on AO3 under the same penname.
is the author of 6 other stories.