A/N: Megan picked this one :) Cheers Megs!
Enjoy guys...
FireAtWill52.
Justified:
Harry James Potter stood with tears in his famous green eyes.
His gaze moved from the cold marble slab bearing the name James Harold Potter, to the one bearing the name Lily Rose Potter, both lying before him.
The war was over and he was still tired.
It had been 6 months since Voldemort's demise, and Harry had been hounded by the media, the Ministry and the general wizarding public everyday since that historic night.
He was dead sick of it. But, he supposed, it was worth it.
Even though he couldn't step out the front door of his flat without being mobbed by reporters and photographers, it was still worth it.
Even though he received so many owls a day from the Ministry that he had to spend 2 hours every morning cleaning the owl droppings from the carpet, it was still worth it.
Even though he had to actually run away from his fans, (he still found it daft that he really had fans...), when he was spotted while trying to do his grocery shopping, or training with his Quidditch Team, or simply walking down the street, it was still worth it.
Right?
Sometimes, Harry did not think so.
Today, for example, he been woken at 5 a.m. by a reporter banging on his front door, begging for an interview, and, he was late for meeting up with the Captain of his Team, Oliver Wood, due to the cleaning of the owl droppings, and, he had been chased all the way there, and all the way home again.
It was on days like this that definitely made Harry wonder...
That's why he was standing over his parent's graves.
Because the one reason that always made him positive that it was worth it, was that he had avenged them.
That's what made it all worthwhile.
That's what made it all bearable.
That's what made it all justified.
Fin.
Do hope you enjoyed.
I know it's short and rushed, but who knows... maybe someday I'll re-write it...
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FireAtWill52.