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I saw a star beneath the stairs glowing through the melting walls. Who will be the first to begin their fall? Or will we become one?
I thought this to myself, as I was hit with the spell. I always knew I would die first, but I had thought that I would be able to see Harry grow up, graduate Hogwarts, have a family. Lead a normal life, the life his parents never had. Of course, he would never be exactly like his parents, but it was close enough. He had the I will save you from everything… You are my friend. attitude about him that I had always loved about James. It was almost like James was reborn in part that night when he died from Voldemorts attack. Part of him lived on in his son. They were one and the same.
Am I the star beneath the stairs? Am I a ghost upon the stage? Am I your anything? I saw a star beneath the stairs glowing bright before descent and in the morning there is nothing left but what's inside of me.
I saw Harry, the final moments before I feel behind the veil. The stricken horror written across his face. The fact that he would always blame himself. I wanted to tell him, tell him that I loved him. That I would've died anyday, anytime to make sure he survived. He was the star that shined in my life. My life. My one and only.
I already knew I would not come back as a ghost. I figured Harry, and possibly a few other people, would be disappointed in this, but I didn't see the point of it. Then I would just have to suffer, over and over again, watching all those I loved, die.
My star of life had gone out. Or so it felt. But as I looked into Harry's eyes, those last minutes, I saw the star in his eyes. I would live on in him, as did his father.
I was sorry it had to end this way. It was not the way I would've chosen. No. Not in a million years would I have chosen to have the people I loved see me die this way. But I am gone. There's no way anyone can save me now. I just hope Harry, or Remus, don't do anything stupid like try and follow me. There's no return from death.
And I don't want to die tonight; will you believe in me? And I don't want to fall into the light. Will you wish upon? Will you walk upon me? I don't want to die tonight.
I really did not want to die. I had a long life in front of me. I really did. I had Harry to look over, Remus to catch up with. Voldemort to watch die. It wasn't fair! I did not want to die this way! I felt like I was giving up. Like I was betraying the light side, the side that was fighting for the world as we know it. I wanted to be there, to see them triumph. I wanted to tell Harry that everything would be alright. That his father would have been proud. That I was proud. I wanted to be there for him. But you can't always chose your fate.
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