[Disclaimer:] All characters, all events, pretty much…everything belongs to the Goddess that is JK Rowling. This end piece is just a depiction from a very happy HP fan. ^_^
[Authors Note:] Yes, this is just a little piece from Dumbledore right after he explained everything to Harry. It was the morning, and people were starting to go into the Great Hall, but Dumbledore still had a bit of time to think a bit.
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Final Thought
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By: Lixia
'I feel I owe you another explanation, Harry,' said Dumbledore hesitantly. 'You may perhaps have wondered why I never chose you as a prefect? I must confess…that I rather thought…you had enough responsibility to be going on with.'
Harry looked up at him and saw a tear trickling down Dumbledore's face into his long silver beard.
When Harry left my office, I felt like an immense boulder had been lifted off my shoulders. I must say, I have never felt such relief as such until then.
However, I felt sorrow as well, and still, I feel it. It was a bittersweet moment I have lived through, explaining to Harry about the prophecy, as well as my reasons for not telling him the entire story until now.
I am sure that he has gathered much of what I've said by himself. He is a very intelligent boy, and has had many sources…but the truth is now out, and I have allowed myself to tell him everything. I am not sure what he thinks of everything I've told him. The expression on his face was that of confusion, as well as acceptance. He now knows that it is between him and Voldemort. One of them will die, allowing the other to live. That prophecy made some sixteen years ago has started what will be the next war of the wizards.
I am afraid for the wizarding world. And though I dare not admit it, I am afraid for young Harry. I fear that I have become more than just a Headmaster to him. I know that he was angry, and sad when he discovered that his godfather, and a very good man, Sirius Black died. I wish it were not so, as Sirius is one of the very few people Harry has left in terms of close family, and perhaps his only wizard relative. I wish that I could take that pain away from him, for a boy his age should not have to experience this situation under any circumstances. But I have concealed much from him for too long, and it is time he knew everything.
I am just afraid that he may feel increasingly estranged from his friends and the rest of the school now that he bears the entire truth that only a grown wizard should have to bear.
As for the way of the wizarding world, I am confident that the good will conquer the evil. Cornelius has finally opened his eyes to the truth, though his realization has come much later than it could have proved necessary. We will continue, with the help of the Order of the Phoenix, to convince the world that Voldemort has indeed returned, and then we will be faced with a fight that may very well end many good wizards' lives.
I do not doubt that perhaps, my time as well will soon come. Tragic, though it may be, since I am quite fond of my life, if such a time arises, then I will go if I am needed. This is no longer about the life of one wizard, but the lives of many. Voldemort has indeed returned, no one can doubt that anymore, and he must be stopped at all costs to ensure the well-being of the future. Harry Potter, I know, will be faced with more danger and darkness than he has ever known, or ever should know, but I will aid him with all the power and life within me.