This was to be the final year at Hogwarts, ending in the Battle. I left before this, I started Auror training. For the films it is split into two pieces. For the books, I am staring at you in the face. I am not death. But nor can I be seen. I am represented in a way that creates a vision. What are you? A dream? A wish? There is no plain answer.

When you are in the shadows, when you come from a space that doesn’t relate to life or death what you are is in fact the master of it.

He yielded the strength, I have but do not use, I did as you asked.

I opened at the close, for the one to find me. He was able to regain life, I did what you asked.

Unlike me he does not hide amongst us, I showed him the light, I did as you asked.

I am Louisa Snape-Riddle, hidden where you chose.