Story: Choose thy Fate
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Just a little something I wrote on the way home.
Hope you enjoy it!
As I walk along the forest, fog curling around my feet like an over-zealous pet, trees reaching for me menacingly, just like in a bad terror movie, I can't help but think...
Fate isn't something men can choose.
But...is it?
My fate is to destroy or to be destroyed, pitted against Voldemort just as the waves crash against the rock, trying to break it time and time again, and if given enough time, they may even win.
But, is that my fate?
I once read, somewhere, that every man chooses his own path, his own fate.
Ain't I a man?
Can't I choose?
I could hide, I guess. Run away and pray for the best, hoping this war wont kill me, won't kill my friends and loved ones.
But Voldemort isn't a man; he is immortal, unstoppable, except for one tiny little thing... me.
He'd break this world apart, given enough time, his death cloak covering the Earth until there's nothing left.
I could stay, and join him. That would circumvent the prophecy nicely, and he'd welcome me with open arms –he's made the offer often enough.
Maybe I could even get my loved ones in the deal too, somehow. I coudn't keep Dumbledore, or Lupin, or Hagrid, of course, but maybe Hermione and Ron and Ginny would be ok. They'd hate me, but they'd be alive. Safe.
And I could stay and fight. Try against all odds, kill him, for once and for all.
Be the destroyer, or the destroyed.
Can I take that chance? Roll that dice?
For every world where I succeed, there a millions in which I die, and my sacrifice means nothing, another nameless death in Voldemort's path to power.
Can I fight?
Am I man enough to fight?
And I don't get time to finish that thought –I'm still a teenager, a scared little boy, not a man at all- because then I sense Voldemort is here, my scar splitting open and blood running down my cheek as I throw myself at him.
Time to give my life in a selfless sacrifice, to die in order to destroy his horcrux.
The fight will come later, if I come back, and if I don't... then, well, I made my choice.
R&R? Pretty Please?
For everybody waiting for TNSBL update, I'm sorry, but I've been down with the flu for the past week, and I wont be able to update until I catch up with college (I'm still taking my midterm exams) so.... yeah. Sorry about that. (as you can probably tell, I'm still not feeling all that well -this fic was freaking canon!) -- btw, a new poll has been opened in my profile regarding TNSBL. Hope you can take a look!