The saddest happy day
What could the future reserve to us? I'm afraid. But I'm as brave, smart, loyal and ambitious as Hogwarts could teach; I'm ready to take my own destiny.
Today is our first and last day, the last as a student in the house that choose us and behind the walls of safety in this castle, but the first as somebody that will be responsible for us and for the next generation, as prepared as my masters could expect.
We should be here, smiling and remembering each good moment that we lived here. But I have tears of pain. I beg you to understand; from here I carry my best memories of the previous 7 years, but today, when I am supposed to be happier then ever, I feel myself weak and solitary. This castle brought me not only knowledge but wisdom too, here I found out a friend, the best I could even imagine, someone special I decided to call brother. Under this sky I met love, kind and friendship. A family to protect and with whom I felt protected. Under the wings of these beloved teachers I learned, I grew up facing my doubts and all the challenges, as these words, trough the entire path.
Please, don't think I'm selfish but I'll keep all the words of happiness and supporting in someplace to people in better times. We live in dark times. Today is the day I kept to cry for those that couldn't get here, to my best friend and my love. The destiny and our choices lead us to now, we're free of all pain caused by Voldemort, but I paid the most terrible price. Harry Potter the boy who lived and my girlfriend Hermione Granger are dead. Both of them gave their lifes to stop this war, but not only them, most of us lost someone to this war. We were forced to grow up suddenly. I can feel the tears of those that will miss this place and time as much as I'll feel.
I'm ready to take the responsibility for my steps to face the new world and remember always that I have a second home waiting for me here. I'm ready to teach as once I learned:
Every single thought brings with it the hope, kindness our mean full soul. I could love and see forgiveness.
Mother, father I love you. Teachers I can't say how much I'm grateful. To all my colleagues I wish you to be proud of this beautiful place and I hope to keep in touch.
Ron walked through the lake one last time when somebody came to him. It was Ginny crying:
- Ron I want your parchment to read next year. Not this sad one but the other Harry helped you to write.
- He helped me with this one too. I spoke with him yesterday.
- How?
- I don't know I just can say that both were with me last night, smiling with a beautiful light and I know that I'll be with them soon.
- I don't want to lose you…
- I know.
One year later:
- I can't handle this.
- Sorry Ginny but you told Dumbledore that you was going to read the parchment.
- I know but I can't. Ron died one week ago and I still missing him, I can't read this because I don't feel this.
Colin walked to her one last time and kissed her as long as he could. - Professor Nevile, will help us please I need one smile from you tonight. He smiled to her, as he didn't do in that entire year. – I still love you, my little red angel. Only two people have ever called her that way Ron e Harry. So she read that tattered and tearstained piece of parchment in that raining night.
