I\'m So Sorry Harry
I'm So Sorry Harry
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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>I never had someone to take care of me.
style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>My parents were murdered when I was one year
old because of a prophecy made about me.
style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>My aunt and uncle neglected and abused me
because they didn’t like my kind.
style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>My Godfather spend 13 years in prison, blamed
for my parents dead, and then escaped to be on the run. And when we finally had
proof he was innocent, he died, in the war, because of me.
style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>My father’s and Godfather’s other best friend couldn’t
take care of me, because the Ministry thought it was too dangerous for a child to
live with a werewolf. He died trying to save me.
style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>The parents of my best friend wanted me to live
with them, but they didn’t have enough money to pay my costs. Ironically, I had
a vault filled up with gold, silver and bronze. I only wasn’t able to withdraw
more than necessary to pay my school. Molly died trying to save her daughter
from a madwoman, Arthur is driven insane by too many Crucio’s
because he wouldn’t tell them where I was hidden.
style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'> The
teachers of my school weren’t allowed to take care of me, because the
Headmaster thought it would be more safe to send me back to my abusing
relatives. He ignored the fact I came back every fall even skinnier and bruised
than the year before.
style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>My Godmother I didn’t even know till I found
out the Headmaster had locked her up in one of the schools dungeons for 19
years when she died of dehydration. After the Headmaster was gone, nobody even
knew she was down there. We found her dried up carcass when we started
rebuilding the school after the Final Battle.
style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>The love of my life, my professor when I was at
school, my lover when I started teaching there, in an attempt to be somewhere
safe and loved. I found love, yes. Until they took it away from me. My lover
wasn’t allowed to take care of me, to love me, because homosexuality is
outlawed in the Wizarding world. And since he was older than me, and an
ex-Deatheater, and I was the Man-Who-Lived-Twice, they executed him.
style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>So here I am…
style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>All alone. With no reason to live on…
style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Friends I do not have…
style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Not after they found out about Sev and me…
style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>I had one friend…
style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>They killed her…
style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Luna…
style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>So here I am…
style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>I’m coming Severus…
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Teardrops
spilled on the stained parchment when the young lady read the message. She came
to apologize and to offer some comfort to her former best friend. She had found
him, in a bad filled with half molten ice-cubes, water colored red. His right
hand was clutching a silver dagger.
The
parchment lay on top of the kitchen table.
She called
an ambulance, but she knew, by looking at his blue lips and white face that he
was already gone too long.
They had
cleaned everything up. Stored his belongings in a safe until they read his
will.
She stood
there, staring of in the distance before she left the house.
Her last
words still echoing in the empty living room.
style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“I’m so sorry Harry…”