The story is legendary, along with the wizard whose tale it tells, the boy who lived. The tale on the lips of every wizarding family teaching their children of that dark night, but all forgetting one key thing me, for I am the boy who died.
The Boy who died
Can you feel the darkness? When it creeps upon you, during those moments of doubt. It nibbles away at your soul, pulling it apart bit by bit. Until you feel so consumed by the hate, and anger the depression, that you have no choice but to act. Most feel like this on an occasion of self pity, when things don't seem to go your way. Mummy told you off for staying out so late during this time of war, but you saw it as being babied not having the choice to be independent. But you do not see the risk she is taking to make sure you do not face an early death like so many of your childhood friends. That is only a small piece darkness that will soon disappear once you see your mistake. But me I am the mistake the reason why my parents dread me so. I could wreck everything they thought for, for themselves and my brother.
My brother, brother, that word sounds foreign on my tongue; we are only brothers in one sense of the word, in blood. That was if I had any to claim my own. That is the one difference we share, to everything else we are exactly the same, same shaggy black hair and bright green eyes, that was until my departure from that so called noble household. But brother seems to have a deeper meaning to everyone else but me, brothers in arms, and brothers to the end. Them theirs us, I wouldn't even class us as an us in any other circumstance, we are not family. They are not my family, though I don't believe they particularly want to be.
I am who I am, because of the slightest wrong move that night causing the downfall of my life. This is what I am to tell you tonight. Tonight I will tell you of a night that is so similar yet completely different to the millions before it and the millions after. The story of How Harry Potter became no more, how Harry Potter became Hesiean Dispute. The story of how I became the boy who Died.