AN: Um... HI!
Since I was so mean and didn't give you much of an update last time I cranked this out from another fic i had that was sorta parralle to this one. I fixed it so it works.
I said before to my TEOTD readers, it will be updated on 11/10/03, that still holds
I should be writing furiously right now to get my gradproj done... but i'm not... i'm being nice to you. I'm updating
Oh yeah. I don't own HP.
Dreams of the Guilty
"You killed me Harry." Cedric cried pointing his finger at him. "You knew that cup was a portkey and you wanted me dead. You wanted me dead so you could have Cho. And you made her miserable when you did get her. You are a despicable person Harry. I don't know how you could be in Gryffindor. You act like the Slytherins. Anything to get what you want. Even murder. You are horrible. Then when she was distraught over my death you took advantage of her. YOU kissed her when she was crying about me. And to top things off you walked out of your date on Valentine's day to increase your fame. All you want is other people's pity and attention. If I were alive, I would join Voldemort just to see you get what you deserve."
"No, no Cedric," Harry cried as the darkness in the void he was in swallowed Cedric. "I didn't know. I didn't want to kill you to get Cho! I didn't mean to kiss her! She kissed me!"
Then a man of 22 looking remarkably like Harry came out of the darkness, "I can't believe I fathered you. In fact I'm beginning to believe that Voldemort raped Lily. How could you do such a thing? I DIED trying to protect you. This is how you repay me? By killing your classmate because of a girl? And if that wasn't enough you killed my best friend, YOUR Godfather. He also was saving your miserable skin. You certainly are no son of mine."
"Dad," Harry cried, on his knees not quite knowing how he got there. "I didn't mean to kill them."
But his words were useless, as James had already faded into the darkness. Soon, Lily came into his view, "I should have stood aside and let Voldemort kill you. At least that way that poor boy and Sirius would still be alive. AND Sirius would have never had to spend any time in Azkaban, as I would be alive to say that he was not our secret keeper. Sacrificing myself to save you was the worst decision of my life. I still can't believe my stupidity."
"No..."
Lily faded out of sight. Harry waited in silence for the next phantom to come. He knew another one was coming. And another one did. Sirius.
"Potter," Sirius sneered not even using Harry's first name. "Snape was right about you. You are a lazy prat who steps out of line way too often. You cheated to become part of the Triwizard Tournament. You just NEEDED more fame. You haven't done one thing right in your whole life. Well, yes you did. You killed me before the Dementors took away my soul, so at least I can go on with my friends, whom you also killed. You can kill everyone but yourself! I mean who else can slit their wrists and not die? YOU are alive, and you can't kill yourself when you are unconscious. And I doubt once you wake up you'll be left alone for five seconds let alone long enough to off yourself. I'm glad I died so I don't have to put up with you screwing up anymore."
Harry sobbed as Sirius faded away, knowing that everyone of the people who had visited him since he tried to kill himself were right, and he faded into dreams of green flashes and falling stars.
AN: two short updates in a short amount of time should equal a long update in a long ammount of time.
Sorry,
But please be nice to me and review (And yes I fixed the chapter so it had purpose in the story)
Since I was so mean and didn't give you much of an update last time I cranked this out from another fic i had that was sorta parralle to this one. I fixed it so it works.
I said before to my TEOTD readers, it will be updated on 11/10/03, that still holds
I should be writing furiously right now to get my gradproj done... but i'm not... i'm being nice to you. I'm updating
Oh yeah. I don't own HP.
Dreams of the Guilty
"You killed me Harry." Cedric cried pointing his finger at him. "You knew that cup was a portkey and you wanted me dead. You wanted me dead so you could have Cho. And you made her miserable when you did get her. You are a despicable person Harry. I don't know how you could be in Gryffindor. You act like the Slytherins. Anything to get what you want. Even murder. You are horrible. Then when she was distraught over my death you took advantage of her. YOU kissed her when she was crying about me. And to top things off you walked out of your date on Valentine's day to increase your fame. All you want is other people's pity and attention. If I were alive, I would join Voldemort just to see you get what you deserve."
"No, no Cedric," Harry cried as the darkness in the void he was in swallowed Cedric. "I didn't know. I didn't want to kill you to get Cho! I didn't mean to kiss her! She kissed me!"
Then a man of 22 looking remarkably like Harry came out of the darkness, "I can't believe I fathered you. In fact I'm beginning to believe that Voldemort raped Lily. How could you do such a thing? I DIED trying to protect you. This is how you repay me? By killing your classmate because of a girl? And if that wasn't enough you killed my best friend, YOUR Godfather. He also was saving your miserable skin. You certainly are no son of mine."
"Dad," Harry cried, on his knees not quite knowing how he got there. "I didn't mean to kill them."
But his words were useless, as James had already faded into the darkness. Soon, Lily came into his view, "I should have stood aside and let Voldemort kill you. At least that way that poor boy and Sirius would still be alive. AND Sirius would have never had to spend any time in Azkaban, as I would be alive to say that he was not our secret keeper. Sacrificing myself to save you was the worst decision of my life. I still can't believe my stupidity."
"No..."
Lily faded out of sight. Harry waited in silence for the next phantom to come. He knew another one was coming. And another one did. Sirius.
"Potter," Sirius sneered not even using Harry's first name. "Snape was right about you. You are a lazy prat who steps out of line way too often. You cheated to become part of the Triwizard Tournament. You just NEEDED more fame. You haven't done one thing right in your whole life. Well, yes you did. You killed me before the Dementors took away my soul, so at least I can go on with my friends, whom you also killed. You can kill everyone but yourself! I mean who else can slit their wrists and not die? YOU are alive, and you can't kill yourself when you are unconscious. And I doubt once you wake up you'll be left alone for five seconds let alone long enough to off yourself. I'm glad I died so I don't have to put up with you screwing up anymore."
Harry sobbed as Sirius faded away, knowing that everyone of the people who had visited him since he tried to kill himself were right, and he faded into dreams of green flashes and falling stars.
AN: two short updates in a short amount of time should equal a long update in a long ammount of time.
Sorry,
But please be nice to me and review (And yes I fixed the chapter so it had purpose in the story)