I'm alright.

I'm alright.

I'm alright.

I'm alright.

What does that even mean anymore? I have said it so many times, it just sounds like mush to my ears. It's just a sound with no meaning.

I'm alright.

I'm alright.

I'm...

But the thing is, they don't really want to know how I am. They're afraid of me. I can see it in the way they look at me, I can feel it in their voices. Yet they keep on asking.

Alright.

Alright.

I'd be afraid of me too. What exactly do you say to someone who came back from the dead? You can't really just go back to talking about the weather. Quidditch just seem inappropriate at this point in time. We don't talk about our families 'cause mine is gone and who knows what shape theirs has been left in. So we fidget. We shuffle our feet and make the bare minimum amount of eye contact to not be considered rude. Then they ask and I respond.

I'm alright.

Alright.

Alright.

I'm alright.