When The World Falls Apart

I always admired Harry. He was afraid of nothing. He stopped for nothing. He would do anything to protect his loved ones.

Harry Potter didn't have doubts. Harry Potter didn't have second thoughts. He was determined. Stubborn, some might say. His decisions were always made in the nick of time. And they were the right ones.

He wouldn't stay behind just because he was afraid for his life. He would go and fight. He would live life. No problem would ever hold him back. No enemy and no amount of fear could stop him. He would fulfill his purpose.

His motives were strong, hard to resist: love, will for justice. And then love again. Some might consider this a mistake. Some might consider this a drawback. Love can destroy you. Love can lure you into making the wrong decisions.

And once he was lured, his worst enemy used it to trap him. But when you love, you are loved too. So, he wasn't alone. We fought and died for him. Harry Potter's biggest mistake cost Sirius Black's life.

Sirius was happy to die for his godson. But I was afraid that this would bring Harry down. He was so upset with what had happened. But soon, entangled in the Horcrux quest, he moved on. Never forgetting, of course, but he realized there were more important things than revenge.

And then, I understood. I understood the big difference between Harry Potter and myself. I understood why I've made mistakes, why I've flirted with evil.

When the world falls from under your feet, you have two choices: you can hold on tight or you can learn to fly. Most people do the first. It's hard for a human to realise this loss. It's hard to say I lost, I have to move on. You keep on fighting for something that is lost.

I was afraid that Harry would follow that path. I was afraid because that path could have been his destruction. Not love. Ardency could have been his ending. Thankfully, it hasn't.

Because Harry Potter has the biggest wings of all. He has people to support him. He knows he has to move on, even if deep inside him, the pain burns him. I was afraid he would fall down, but Harry Potter had learned to do the right thing.

And that is just what he did.