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Ch 1 Worst Memories
"Lily, take Harry and go. It's him! Go! Run! I'll hold him off."
"Not Harry no please I'll do anything."
"Stand aside you silly girl."
"Kill the spare"
"Avada Kedavra" Cedric was dead lying spread-eagled on the ground.
"Come on you can do better than that." His body curved in a graceful arc as he sank backward through the ragged veil hanging from the arch.
"Sirius" Harry yelled"SIRIUS"
"There's nothing you can so Harry...Nothing...He's gone."
"He is not gone" Harry yelled.
"Yes he is and it's all your fault if you had just worked harder in occlumency Sirius wouldn't be dead" Lupin yelled back, YOU KILLED HIM, YOU KILLED HIM"
Harry potter woke up with a start. His face drenched in sweat or was it tears.
Another nightmare, Harry had them constantly now. He dreaded sleep but knew he needed it. Voldemort and his followers were everywhere. Harry could meet them at any time. He couldn't afford to be tired.
But if Harry could have his way he would rather be tired and die but he knew he couldn't. He was the only one who had the power to defeat Voldemort, the prophecy had said so. Harry couldn't put everybody else in danger by dying and leaving nobody else to defeat him. So Harry had to endure the nightmares.
These nightmares were all the worst moments in Harry's life replaying all at once. Like one long horror movie. All ending with Sirius dying and Lupin yelling at him. Telling him it was all his fault.
The thing that bothered him the most though was... Was really his fault?
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