WAS
Harry awoke from his sleep. He glanced next to him, Ron wasn't there, maybe he had gone to the boy's dormitory. He bent down to put on his slippers and there was Ron. His best mate, dead. Harry was shocked, extremely shocked, so shocked he was forced to fall to the ground. He closed his eyes
'How will I live, no friends, nothing to look forward to in my life' Harry pondered as he lay there. Just then Fawks, Dumbledore's Phoenix landed beside him, with the sword that was Godric Gryfindor's clamped in his claws. Fawks dropped the sword next to Harry.
"Fawks, what shall I do, my life is ruined," Harry began to cry. Fawks nudged the sword with his beak closer to Harry. "Your right Fawks, there's only one choice." Harry said. He scribbled down a note on a piece of parchment near by.
"Give this to Dumbledore," Harry said quietly. Fawks nodded, like he knew what Harry was saying, "These will be my last moments on earth, I have to be with Hermione and Ron, or else I have no reason to live, I love you Sirus, but I have to go, I should of known my parents. You were a great godfather." Harry bellowed. Harry picked up the sword, raised it into the air and thrusted the sword into his stomach, the pain filled him and blood poured out of his body staining the rug. He moaned with pain. It didn't take much time for him to not feel any pain at all.
Harry awoke from his sleep. He glanced next to him, Ron wasn't there, maybe he had gone to the boy's dormitory. He bent down to put on his slippers and there was Ron. His best mate, dead. Harry was shocked, extremely shocked, so shocked he was forced to fall to the ground. He closed his eyes
'How will I live, no friends, nothing to look forward to in my life' Harry pondered as he lay there. Just then Fawks, Dumbledore's Phoenix landed beside him, with the sword that was Godric Gryfindor's clamped in his claws. Fawks dropped the sword next to Harry.
"Fawks, what shall I do, my life is ruined," Harry began to cry. Fawks nudged the sword with his beak closer to Harry. "Your right Fawks, there's only one choice." Harry said. He scribbled down a note on a piece of parchment near by.
"Give this to Dumbledore," Harry said quietly. Fawks nodded, like he knew what Harry was saying, "These will be my last moments on earth, I have to be with Hermione and Ron, or else I have no reason to live, I love you Sirus, but I have to go, I should of known my parents. You were a great godfather." Harry bellowed. Harry picked up the sword, raised it into the air and thrusted the sword into his stomach, the pain filled him and blood poured out of his body staining the rug. He moaned with pain. It didn't take much time for him to not feel any pain at all.