When Suffering Ends
I sit here on my own. I fell nothing but pain, not the cold, not the wind, only my suffering.
I sit here crying, from guilt and despair. I look to my left, and see what causes my guilt; I look to my right and see what causes my despair.
I don't know what to do. For I can't think, my mind has gone blank from what I have done. I look to my left again. I stare at those cold grey eyes I've hated for years.
I see…Lucius Malfoy, a treacherous death eater. I shudder at the thought of him. I look to my right again, and see another lifeless figure. But his person I do not hate. This person…I loved.
And it was because of this Death Eater, that I lost the one I loved. For Lucius killed him. Lucius killed his son for loving me. Draco was my first real love, and will be my last.
Lucius killed Draco, so I killed Lucius, and now I am left by my self, with no where to go. I look down to my wand…knowing only one escape. I lift it up. I point it to my chest.
And say the words I've been longing to say for years…Avada Kedavra. Then I…just like Lucius…and Draco…fall down…never to rise again…I…the chosen one…have chosen my fate…and I chose…
Death