I'm sorry –

That I'm smashing and crashing and ripping things apart.

I'm sorry –

That I can't control my anger and brought you into danger and failed at keeping you safe.

I'm sorry –

That I'm failing my stupid destiny and fucking things up. I only wanted to keep you safe and her safe and them safe. I don't want to, can't, lose anybody else, but that's all that seems to happen. Hermione's barely breathing, Ron can't think straight, Remus won't leave your bedroom, and you're dead, Sirius. You're dead. And it's my fault. I didn't mean to, didn't – didn't want to, but it's all my fault anyway.

I'm sorry –

That I killed you.