Permanent Reminder
The Sixth Harry Potter Fic By MJM*Mudblood
( A/N :I just realised that all my Harry Potter stories have happy endings. I have also realised that the Order of the Phoenix is the second book to have a sad ending. I do not own Harry Potter. I do not own anything to do with Harry Potter. I do not own this watch. Harry Potter belongs to J.K Rowling and Warner Brother Inc. Enjoy)
It's just like when my parents died, I have a permanent Reminder. But this reminder is not like the scar that sits on my forehead, the mark of the boy who lived, the famous Harry Potter, the wizard powerful enough to stop Voldemort. Or at least delay his mayhem. No this Mark is not visible, but it's there. I can feel it in the eerie silence that falls when I walk in the room. I can see it in the tear in the corner of Lupin's eye. And once again, it's my fault. Don't try and argue with me, I know that it's my fault that my parents are dead. I was the one prophesised to stop Voldemort, therefore I am the cause of death. And it wouldn't be a complete stretch of the imagination to say that it's my fault Cedric died. I could have gone on, like the hero I'm not and won the trophy on my own. But I had to share, to be kind. And now another has died at the hands of the boy who lived. Sirius Black. A man convicted of the assist to the murder of my parents, something that I was strangely not accused of, is the fourth one to be added to my killing spree.
The boy who lived. What a joke. I was spared so that others would die. Well not anymore. All I need now is this quill, parchment, rope and owl. Yes you've probably guessed what I'm planning to do. It's over. All of your hard work wasted. I'm not going to apologise for ruining your plans but I will apologise for Sirius, Cedric and my parents. I will apologise to Lupin. The only Marauder left. I have killed all your friends. And that is the main reason I intend to do what I intend to do. I do not want to see Hermione and Ron but in danger. Nor Neville, Ginny, Fred, George or Luna. I don't even want to see Draco but in danger, or any of my fellow Hogwarts pupils.
I hope I get to stay behind for a while. The only thing that makes this a non-sad occasion will be aunt Petunia's face. Dudley's girlish scream and the tears following down Vernon's face. Tears of joy.
Well, I running out of parchment and for that matter, time. The Dursleys will be back soon and I'd rather they didn't pretend to care.
Yours, Harry James Potter
The Boy who failed
The Sixth Harry Potter Fic By MJM*Mudblood
( A/N :I just realised that all my Harry Potter stories have happy endings. I have also realised that the Order of the Phoenix is the second book to have a sad ending. I do not own Harry Potter. I do not own anything to do with Harry Potter. I do not own this watch. Harry Potter belongs to J.K Rowling and Warner Brother Inc. Enjoy)
It's just like when my parents died, I have a permanent Reminder. But this reminder is not like the scar that sits on my forehead, the mark of the boy who lived, the famous Harry Potter, the wizard powerful enough to stop Voldemort. Or at least delay his mayhem. No this Mark is not visible, but it's there. I can feel it in the eerie silence that falls when I walk in the room. I can see it in the tear in the corner of Lupin's eye. And once again, it's my fault. Don't try and argue with me, I know that it's my fault that my parents are dead. I was the one prophesised to stop Voldemort, therefore I am the cause of death. And it wouldn't be a complete stretch of the imagination to say that it's my fault Cedric died. I could have gone on, like the hero I'm not and won the trophy on my own. But I had to share, to be kind. And now another has died at the hands of the boy who lived. Sirius Black. A man convicted of the assist to the murder of my parents, something that I was strangely not accused of, is the fourth one to be added to my killing spree.
The boy who lived. What a joke. I was spared so that others would die. Well not anymore. All I need now is this quill, parchment, rope and owl. Yes you've probably guessed what I'm planning to do. It's over. All of your hard work wasted. I'm not going to apologise for ruining your plans but I will apologise for Sirius, Cedric and my parents. I will apologise to Lupin. The only Marauder left. I have killed all your friends. And that is the main reason I intend to do what I intend to do. I do not want to see Hermione and Ron but in danger. Nor Neville, Ginny, Fred, George or Luna. I don't even want to see Draco but in danger, or any of my fellow Hogwarts pupils.
I hope I get to stay behind for a while. The only thing that makes this a non-sad occasion will be aunt Petunia's face. Dudley's girlish scream and the tears following down Vernon's face. Tears of joy.
Well, I running out of parchment and for that matter, time. The Dursleys will be back soon and I'd rather they didn't pretend to care.
Yours, Harry James Potter
The Boy who failed
