Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all the characters from the books belong to J. K. Rowling.

A/N: Though I'm actually German, this one was written directly in English. Don't ask me why. If you find any mistakes, whether horrible grammar or just dodgy sounding words, please tell.

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There You Go

by Lia D. Green

James Potter – gone. Sirius Black – gone as well. Peter Pettigrew – under death sentence. Remus Lupin – still out there, howling over the death of his dearest. That's it. That has to be it.

What will you say now, Black? What does it feel like, being killed by your own stupidity? Weren't you going to protect the boy from me? The boy is back with his muggle family that tortures him, probably crying over your death every night. He will blame your death on me, you know he will. Because he is so much like his father and his father was never able to accept his own mistakes. His father thought he was brilliant. Now see where it's got him.

Shall I laugh now? No, I'm not laughing. You were the ones who laughed. Has anybody ever laughed at you? It's my time now. Because you are so pathetic. Throwing your lives away just like that. You were not brave, Black. As you were not brave when torturing me at every occasion. That's what they say, yes, but they are wrong. Because I was the only one to see who you were. I still am.

You have not died as a hero, Black. How dare you think so.

What a shame I didn't know your fate. If only I had known that I was to outlive all of you, do you think any of your words would have hurt me then?

I wanted to be your friend, did you know? Ever-so-cool, loved by everyone, have you noticed how much I wanted to belong? But you were too arrogant to even give me a chance. You judged on looks too much, Potter and you. Haven't you ever looked beside Pettigrew's innocent eyes?

I have. I knew that he would betray you someday and I didn't care. I let it happen because that was what you deserved. Potter got himself killed and I was merely there to watch. And then his best friend followed suit.

Everybody says you were brave. You weren't. Idiots, that you were indeed. But nobody would listen to me, even now. How dare you die to become a hero, Black? How dare you. I should have killed you myself.