The rain was falling so fast it sounded like hissing.
Harry didn't mind it really it made everything seem more real that along with his drenched clothes and the fact he was standing in a puddle helped as well.
In the distance he could see a luminous slab of marble, purest white with no visible flaws a rhodium plaque was on the top of it Harry already knew what it said
Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore
1881-1996
Headmaster Of Hogwarts:1956-1996
Defeater of Gellert Grindelwald:1945
Harry still couldn't believe it
Dumbledore was gone.
Harry didn't by no means love the man he was a mentor and to a certain extent a friend but Harry had never wished hurt upon the man, Harry knew both from his own experience and from Dumbledore's confections that the man had mad his share of mistakes in life at the end of the day Dumbleore was only human.
This was the reason Harry had been standing here in the pouring rain for over two hours ignorant of the concerned stares of the heads of houses in Dumbledore's office or those of the Gryffindor's. He just wanted a quiet place to think…and then of course there was the rain…..
Rain made everything better