Harry
It was the worst thing I've ever had to witness. My best friend...lost his life to save mine. It's just...there isn't even a word to describe how it feels. I saw the Weasleys at the funeral today,and I've never felt more guilty. Even though they didn't say anything, they hate me. They know I killed their son. Ron's death is my fault.
All these memories keep rushing back to me, and each of them hurt more than any curse, any wound could ever hurt. First meeting on the Hogwarts Express, sharing chocolate frogs, encountering Hagrid's giant monsters...why didn't I just let myself die? I don't even have a family that would miss me. Sirius, Hermione, and Ron would miss me, but that's it. Instead, I've caused so many people so much pain. Just because Ron jumped in front of me when Voldemort performed the killing curse. Now my life is ruined, just because I didn't react in time to save him. The thought that really scares me is that maybe I COULD have reacted, but I didn't. I just stood there, let him die. Valued my own life more than his. And now because of that I've ended up hurting the people I care so much about.
Hermione doesn't even speak. It was so obvious that she loved him, and he loved her. They never said it, and they tried to cover it with bickering, but now...I think in her heart she always just thought that they would eventually end up together, and so she never did anything. But now...she lost her chance. Because of me.
It's all my fault.
It's all because of me that my best friend is gone.
Forever.
It was the worst thing I've ever had to witness. My best friend...lost his life to save mine. It's just...there isn't even a word to describe how it feels. I saw the Weasleys at the funeral today,and I've never felt more guilty. Even though they didn't say anything, they hate me. They know I killed their son. Ron's death is my fault.
All these memories keep rushing back to me, and each of them hurt more than any curse, any wound could ever hurt. First meeting on the Hogwarts Express, sharing chocolate frogs, encountering Hagrid's giant monsters...why didn't I just let myself die? I don't even have a family that would miss me. Sirius, Hermione, and Ron would miss me, but that's it. Instead, I've caused so many people so much pain. Just because Ron jumped in front of me when Voldemort performed the killing curse. Now my life is ruined, just because I didn't react in time to save him. The thought that really scares me is that maybe I COULD have reacted, but I didn't. I just stood there, let him die. Valued my own life more than his. And now because of that I've ended up hurting the people I care so much about.
Hermione doesn't even speak. It was so obvious that she loved him, and he loved her. They never said it, and they tried to cover it with bickering, but now...I think in her heart she always just thought that they would eventually end up together, and so she never did anything. But now...she lost her chance. Because of me.
It's all my fault.
It's all because of me that my best friend is gone.
Forever.