Disclaimer: This song is 'Wave Goodbye' by Steadman.

A/N: 'Draco Dormeis Numquam Titliadus' means 'never tickle a sleeping dragon' (the Hogwarts school motto) I though it was fitting.

Prologue:

Life is one big stage
And it's all the rage
To go walking out
To take a bow

My life changed forever when I was fifteen years old. I had been watching T.V. some stupid show, I can't even remember the name of now. I got up tog o to the bathroom and found my dad laying stone dead in the bathtub. It was suicide, plan and simple. My dad was never a happy person, I had always know that. To be truthful I always thought he might kill himself on day, for he had said many times that I was the only thing he lived for. At 15 I was almost an adult, ready to go out into the world and leave him behind. He left a note. It was very short and to the point. Here I'll read it to you.

See me roam
See me climb
If I leave here now
I can make good time
See me fall
See me rise
Grabbing one last look
Then I wave goodbye…

"Dear Jane,

I love you very much, never forget that. I can't live anymore thought. To many painful memories. I have done and seen too much. You are old enough now to take care of yourself. I am sorry I was never very truthful with you, but I know you will figure it out. Please tell everyone that I forgive them and don't let Him use you, like he used me.

Light shines on my face
But I need my space
I've been feeling blue
How bout you?
Now this bird has flown
Like I've always known it would
Maybe someday soon
You'll be flying too

Goodbye,

Your Father"

You try you try to hold on
Too late
Too late I'm gone

He left that and everything he owned to me, in a will. As I was under age, he had added a guardian 'Molly Weasley.'

Life's a stage
It's all the rage
The curtains raised
I'm coming out

He never talked about his pasted, my father. I'd always wondered, but it seemed a painful subject for him, so I had never pushed the issue. He was more then my dad, he was my teacher, best friend, and mentor. My mom had died when I was really little; dad said she was the only thing he cared about, besides me, of course. I don't remember her.

Life's a stage
The curtains raised
I'm coming out
Life's a stage
The curtains raised
I'm coming out

I was home schooled, my dad couldn't bare the thought of me going away to boarding school, and I didn't fight him. See I'm a witch and dad was a wizard. So it was impossible for me to go to the local school. We lived in a large house in Ireland, near the coast. Dad was very wealthy, he never worked though, it was 'family money' he told me. He stayed at home and we had 'adventures' together.

See me roam
See me climb
If I leave here now
I can make good time
See me fall
See me rise
Grabbing one last look
Then I wave goodbye

He once told me "to a well organized mind, death is but the next great adventure." If that is true then when I was fifteen, my dad went on his last great adventure, without me, and I was angry about being left behind.

You try you try to hold on
Too late
Too late

I was angry for a long time. I was angry when the police came and took him away. I was angry through the service and the burial. I wore red, dad would have like it, he had a weird attitude towards death.

You try you try to hold on
Too late
Too laaaaaaaaaaaaate

I remember kneeling at his tome stone to read the words engraved upon it and crying, for the first time since I found him.

'Harry James Potter' it said.

'Loving father and Husband,

Draco Dormeis Numquam Titliadus'

It's too late I'm gone