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Running Away

I know it's my fault. Ginny tells me not to blame myself. But how can I not? She doesn't know I found his journal and read it. She doesn't know the real motive of his running away.

Albus Severus Potter. Yep, that's my name. And I hate it. I hate it more that cabbage, I even hate it more than I hate my mortal enemy – Malfoy. It's weird, I know. The two first names are ok – even if they are the names of two great Hogwarts headmasters. It's the surname that's the problem.

When I first read that passage I thought I would burst into tears. Little did I know it would get a lot worst in the next few entries.

I love my dad. More than anything. But there's also this big part of me that hates him. I know it's not his fault he's famous. I know that he wanted us all to have a normal childhood. But it was impossible. It's been 20 years after the Great War but reporters are still interested in his life.

He's right. I did everything to help them grow up in peace. I even managed not to tell them for a while – until James became friends with some boy who told him everything.

I really thought she loved me. I sure loved her – hell I still love her. But it wasn't real – it was all a lie. All she wanted was to get to know the latest gossip on Harry Potter to later sell to the journalists. How could she have been so cold? How could she have faked everything we went through together? How? And even though I know it's not his fault, I start hating dad more and more.

Who was this woman? If I ever find out she will suffer horribly. I always wondered why Al never had any girlfriends. Now I know the truth.

I can't. I just can't do this anymore. I can't keep on looking into his eyes and tell him everything's alright. Cause it's not. And I've got nothing to lean on. No girlfriend. I was thinking of telling my best friend – Frank Longbottem, but everytime I try the words get caught in my throat. He'd think I was mad and selfish. Which I probably am.

Noone. He never had anybody… I always had Hermione, Ron, Ginny. And lot's of others too. But he hadn't. And I didn't even notice. Hell – I am a lousy father.

Run away. Yep. That's the solution. It's not great – but it's the only thing that comes to my mind. My family will be devastated – so that's why I will leave this journal for them to see. Let them now that it wasn't their fault. Let them know that it's me that's me that's messed up.

Not my fault. It's all my fault and I know it. The only thing left to do know is to find him. We've already got all the best Aurors looking for him and I pray it's enough.

A/N : Just this idea that came to mind… lots of people tell me I'm soft. And that's probably true. I always feel sorry for everyone. This time it was Albus.

For those that aren't sure what was going on : the writing in italics was Albus' diary. The normal writing is Harry's thinking.
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