Harry looked out of the window at the quidditch pitch. It would have been his last week in the school. He picked up his note pad and wrote:

I've had many good times here,

So did my Father,

He flew to,

So do I,

He was a seeker you know,

So was I,

He was killed my a bad wizard,

I killed the bad wizard,

But I could only kill if,

If I would die.

Ron and Hermione walked into the Gryffindor bedroom, both of them walked through Harry. "I still miss him you know, I really wish he watches over me!" Ron said starting to cry. "I'm here!" Harry yelled. "I know Ron but he's gone and Draco died with him!" Hermione said.

"Its no use!" Harry muttered looking out of the window.