Disclaimer: If Harry Potter belonged to me, Albus wouldn't have died. It's as simple as that.
His Promise
He began to sing softly, although quietly, so that just she could hear him. No one was near, but he did it anyway. This was only meant for her, after all she had asked for it.
He would try hard to fulfill her wish. Of course he would.
She smiled weakly when his melodic, deep voice rang in her ears. It was pure bliss to her. Actually this wasn't how she imagined this whole ordeal would go for her, but somehow she was content with it all the same. She was with him, in his arms, and that was all that mattered.
She looked up into his beautiful blue eyes, filled with tears, and gave him a sad smile before everything vanished into a blur.
His voice shook, and he was about to sing the last line of the melody when he noticed that she didn't stir anymore. He was ready to cry openly now, but stopped himself. He had promised her he would sing the song for her while she went, until the end. She had emphasized this point specifically.
And he understood.
A/N: This is the shortest thing I ever wrote and, to be honest, I don't even know what this is. Writing it made me sad though. Thanks for reading, anyways!