Ariana Dumbledore
By Albus Dumbledore
Little Ariana
My little Ariana.
Why?
Why did you leave us?
Why did those muggle boys ruin you?
Why did father die in Azkaban?
Why did you take mother before you died?
So many whys.
And yet
They cannot be answered
Because you are dead.
Dead.
My little Ariana.
Why did you favor Aberforth over me?
Why was he the only one
Who could calm you in your rages?
Ah,
I now see
I was gone.
Nearly always.
Traveling.
With Grindlewald
Or Elphias.
I loved you
Even when I was gone.
My little Ariana.
I always loved you.
Even when Aberforth and I
Fought.
And drove you into one of your rages.
My broken nose was my own fault.
Aberforth had a right
To hit me.
I will always miss you
Forever.
Little Ariana.
My little Ariana.
In memoriam.
Of you.