A/n- I wrote this a while ago….and then realized, I had to get it out before OoP came out. I have this strange, but justified theory that Dumbledore is a much more dark character than he let's on. So, I hope you like.
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Albus Dumbledore sat at his desk composing a letter. First, he needed an opening. He thought for a moment.
To Whom It May Concern:
Yes, that seemed appropriate, he thought. He put his quill back to paper.
If you are reading this letter then I am gone. I have never been a man of God, and I have seen too much to be ignorant. I do not know what awaits me. But I think I am prepared for that.
Albus rubbed his chin, smiling ruefully.
But my philosophical waxing is not the point of this letter. I can only hope that when I do leave, that I have prepared everyone for what is to come. For it will be hard, and painful.
Experiences like these are not meant for children. They will grow up too fast. But there are some that must carry this burden. Please be kindest to them. Be sure to watch over Harry. He is who I worry about most of all. It seems that fate has not been kind. And I feel that I myself may have been partly to blame for all that occurred.
The poor boy, he meant so much to everyone. No one can fault me for encouraging him. He had the power inside. If he would have embrace it. Please don't accuse me of using him. He needed me to push him in the right direction.
Albus looked up at the bird sitting in his office. He bristled his feather encouragingly.
I only wish that I did not push him so far. Or maybe I am wrong. Harry's true power, comes not from the curse he's withstood. It's his humble courageous nature. My true crime is bastardizing that. I think he's lost what once made him great. And he needs help to get it back. I cannot possibly bring it back myself.
Please do not remember me as the infallible famous wizard, which people seem to believe. Remember me as a man, who tried to do what was right.
Albus stopped, and chewed on his quill, contemplating that last line.
Yes. That would work.
P.S.- Please tell Harry that I lied to him once when he asked me a question. I did not see woolen socks. And tell him that I'm sorry.