Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter (or the bolded italic text directly below this, it comes from Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone, which I don't own).


You might belong in Gryffindor,

Where dwell the brave at heart,

Their daring, nerve, and chivalry

Set Gryffindors apart.

You might have been a Slytherin, cunning, ambitious and sly.

You might have been a Hufflepuff, diligent, just and loyal.

You might have been a Ravenclaw, inquisitive, intelligent and wise.

But you weren't a Gryffindor, daring, brave and chivalrous.

You tried; you really did, to be a Gryffindor, to have that daring, nerve and chivalry that set Gryffindors apart. You really truly did. It seemed like the answer to all your problems. That's why you envied them after all.

A cunning snake, a loyal badger or an intelligent eagle but you weren't a courageous lion. Not to begin with anyway.

Maybe it didn't matter in the end. Maybe it was ok to be a coward. Maybe it didn't matter that you weren't brave. But by the point this thought struck, you had already succeeded.

Your final act was courageous; your brother couldn't have done it better.

You bravely stood up in front of a hall full of people and said what was on your mind; your classmates were impressed.

Your nerve helped you rebel against your family and told them the truth; your cousin whooped in pleasure.

You were chivalrous until the very end, fighting for someone long gone; your enemy would have been pleased.

You boldly confronted the students of Hogwarts and told them what you thought; your best friend was mighty proud.

Although you weren't always a Gryffindor. You didn't always show your bravery, chivalry or courage. It didn't matter, your one or more courageous acts would be remembered, because you dared to be different. You dared to be a Gryffindor in a House full of Slytherins, Hufflepuffs or Ravenclaws. You were brave enough to stand up for what was right (in whatever way worked best, silent, spying or upfront). You were a merely Gryffindor in different coloured robes.

In the end, you shouldn't have been envious of your brother, classmate, cousin, enemy or friend. You proved that you were just as capable of a lion-like act as they were.

You envied a Gryffindor.

You really did.

It wasn't such a bad thing. It wasn't.

It wasn't a humiliating fact. It wasn't.

It wasn't something to be ashamed of. It wasn't.

It wasn't a bad thing to want. To envy.

You weren't daring, brave or chivalrous.

Not then anyway.

But you are now.

That's why you don't envy them anymore after all.


Author's note: Thank you so much for reading the story. I'm just going to go straight ahead and post this chapter because I feel the need to finish it (even though I only posted the other chapter a little while ago). I really hope you enjoyed the story.

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