Epilogue – Free
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I have no claim to the Harry Potter characters whatsoever.
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AN: Last chapter! It's very short.
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30th July, 1993, Just before midnight
I glare balefully at the paper, and realise that I've unconsciously written something.
' "Words are the key
To your life," said he.
It's true, I see.'
Yes, Tom managed to imprison my soul with words. I loved him, and now I hate him more than anything else in the world.
'Words are my plea,
Only to be
What people ask of me.'
What people ask of me, and more. I want to rise above my brothers. I want to be more than any of them, but I don't know how to, and I will NEVER resort to Slytherin ways, so I write, instead.
Tom caught me with words when I tried to get away from my world, and trapped me, but now-
'Words imprisoned me,
When I tried to flee,
But now they set me free.'
THE END
(As if I need to say that!)
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