The feeling hurts,

The feeling hurts,
knowing it's time to say good-bye,
no one wants to say it,
but eventually we must.
The hurt of losing,
someone you love dearly.

Harry puts down is quill and looks at his work. Hermione was right, writing something does make you feel better. He puts down the sheet and folds it. Then he puts it into his journal and leaves for class.

Standing right by where Harry was sitting was the ghostly image of his parents, not seen by anyone. They gazed at Harry's work and smiled, with a small tear, as they disappeared.

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