The Exception
Disclaimer: All of this is based upon the lovely J.K. Rowling's work.
"…": dialogue
(…): Random Thoughts
Dumbledore once stated that our choices define who we are. I believed him then, but now…
Hermione said that I have a "saving people thing" and that I am not the horrible person I perceive myself to be. If she only knew…
Ron … well, he doesn't say much of anything. He only gives me that look. You know … the one that says, "You are our hero and savior, the golden child of light." Ah, I think not …
Tom said that we were similar … that we were the same.
He was right…
We are identical, almost exact copies of one another. Down to the very last detail … except for one. There is one fundamental difference.
It's not that I am good and that he is evil. I do not truly believe in such things. Like Tom said, "There is no good and evil … there is only power and those to weak to use it." Only I don't believe the last part. Sure there is power … but it's more like those to weak to resist it…
(Ah … I am waxing philosophical again … yet another similarity I have with Tom.)
It is definitely not that I am a Gryffindor and he is a Slytherin. After all, I was almost a Slytherin, and I have it on good authority (if the Sorting Hat is to be trusted) that Tom was almost a Gryffindor … odd as it sounds.
Our difference isn't that I love and he doesn't. Everyone loves something. It's a proven fact. Sadly, the feeling isn't always directed at another person. Some love people … others an object or a place … or even an idea.
For Tom, it's power. He loves power. Well, I suppose that the same could be said about me … but that is a topic for another time…
(I seem to be sidetracked far too much lately. Further proof that I am Tom's long lost completely similar, but not quite identical, twin…
…Or perhaps it means that I just need to stay away from firewhiskey…)
Hell, even on the most basic level … it's not that my eyes are green (Avada Kedavra green I might add) and his are blue. Or that his hair (when he had hair) was more dark brunette than black (like mine).
No, not that either…
You want to know the real difference… The thing that truly sets us apart… That will lead to the destruction of one or both of us… That will forever change the Wizarding (and quite possibly the whole) world …
It's something so tiny, so miniscule that most people don't even realize its importance.
They just shrug it off. Expect seconds and thirds. But those are so very rare. Yet, most demand them.
…None of them have ever stopped to consider the importance of only one… how it can change the very fabric of their lives.
Tom and I are so similar … virtually identical … except for one tiny fundamental thing …
… I had a chance …
…To be happy … to have friends … to be loved …
… That's the only difference …
I had one …
… And he didn't.
ReginaLucifer: Some ideas, usually story ideas, will knock around in my head for awhile. But this one didn't; it was just a random thought that occurred to my while I was reading other one-shots!
TenshiOnna: Thanks. I might add a few other random thoughts and feelings to this (much like what I did with the alternate ending). I think that this … er … story will be my place for such things, instead of just creating a new fic every time I think of something new.
Evil Penguin Slayer and Shadowface: Thank you!
Ever Hopeful,
T.S.T.