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I don't want to go...

Please don't make me go...

Why do I have to go...

Don't let me go...


I'm fine.

I'm okay.

I'm me.

I'm...


You can't change me!

You can't form me!

You can't mold me!

You are too late.


Someone already tried.

Someone has already set the mold.

Someone has already taken the time.

Someone has already decided the results.


I never had a chance.

We never had a chance.

Can we have a chance?

I just wanted a chance.


The unforgivable.

Pain.

Control.

Death.


Not yet.

Not now.

Not too late.

Is it too late?


First, you feel the pain.

Second, you lose control.

Third, you act.

Fourth you...stop!


Put on your robes.

Apparate to the location.

Roll up your sleeve.

Receive your mark.


I thought I had time.

I knew I had time.

I could have had time.

I don't have time.


Robes...

Apparate...

Sleeve...

Mark...stop!


Not yet.

I still have time.

I'm running out of time.

Did I ever have time?


The mark is darkening.

Auntie's mark.

They are celebrating.

He will be here soon.


My summer was not like my friends and classmates.

My summer was not spent laughing or doing homework.

My summer was not like my families.

My summer was not spent celebrating and in anticipation.


My summer was met with the knowledge that soon we will be called forward to fight.

That soon we will kill and die.

That soon we will all make a choice.

That soon he will be back.


Did I ever have a chance?

Pick a role.

Play the role.

Do not step outside your role.


Never deviate.

Because if you deviate then the good and the bad don't work.

Without a villain, how can a hero be born?

Without evil how can the light really prevail?


The evil versus the good.

The dark versus the light.

The bitter versus the righteous.

The Slytherins versus the...?


A battle here.

A triumph there.

A loss for her.

A victory for him.


The last year of my time at Hogwarts approaches.

The Quidditch World Cup approaches.

The Tri-Wizard Tournament approaches.

The end of the war aproaches.


I'm no fool.

This will be the end.

Her prophecy declares it so

This war has been paused for 13 years.


Someone is about to press play.