Disclaimer- Really, looking at the state of my writing it should be obvious that I am not JKR, but I am afraid of lawyers so... all characters, setting, ec't belong to Joanne Rowling and are protected by copyrights.

I, too, am human

I, too, have laughed till I cried, cried till I could cry no more, and felt fiery pangs of anger boiling up in my sides till I could feel nothing else.

But I did not write this letter explain myself

No, I wrote this to apologize.

Harry, when you asked me three years ago why your parents were killed, I did not tell you. Why, you may well ask. The simple and complete reason was that I was trying to protect you. I tried to protect your youth even though I knew in my heart it was already floating away like a flower in the breeze.

Now, as Voldemort has finally come back, as he inflicted his first casualty, I feel a profound desire to tell someone why he destroyed your life.

And who better than you?

Harry, when you were but a year old, a prophecy was made about you. It stated that you had the power to defeat Voldemort. This is why he killed your parents, why he tried to kill you innumerable times. This is why I sent you, but a boy, to overcome him, though I had the power to murder him.

You will wonder, during the long trying months, why I will not look at you. But I have perceived the connection between you and Voldemort and I do not want him to know that we share a bond more than teacher and student. I do not want him to exploit that through you.

I risked your life before- and I will do so again- for a world that will never understand you, that would always see you as the invincible boy-who-lived and not a 14 year old. For this I offer my greatest apologies.

I know that apologies won't help-won't give back the youth that you missed out on. But I can only offer them and hope that you understand.

And now it is time to crumple up this letter in my hands, to toss it into fire, the dying embers reddening and dying. Fading like the hope that I once faintly cherished of Voldemort being finally vanquished.

I wished that I could take it away, take away the unneeded pain. But I am only human. And for that I apologize.

Professor Dumbledore

So, what do you think? Should I continue or should I give up writing altogether?