Written for xXStandingInTheRainXx's Heartbroken Challenge.
Quote: "Some say holding on is what makes you strong. But sometimes it takes much more strength to just let go and move on."
It had taken all I had not to dive under the veil after him. It had taken more than I had restraining Harry from diving under the veil after him.
He was gone. Gone for good.
I had let out a little anger, sheltered by sternness as I convinced Harry that he was gone, that Sirius Black was gone and never to come back. I had felt that I was convincing myself more than anyone else.
I couldn't help but blame Harry, just a little bit. His stubbornness and refusal to learn Occlumency had led us to this situation, led us to his death.
Oh god. It had been barely two years ago that I got to see his face again, hear his laugh again, to touch his skin again. And all that had been taken away from me in the one decision that resulted in this.
Harry's decision to come here, to the Ministry, and take my remaining best friend, my lover.
I had let out a little growl, not unlike that of a wolf's. I've always been strong, calm, level-headed. But not this time. I had barely noticed Harry dash after Lestrange as I saw red blur my vision.
Though all that had passed, I couldn't bring myself to get over him. I went on with marrying Tonks, hoping that it'd help me forget. I tried to be the strong, calm, level-headed man I once was. Some say holding on is what makes you strong.
So I held on. I've never gotten over him, not really.
But sometimes it takes much more strength to just let go and move on.
Well.
I'm not that strong.
Gosh, my stories always end up being so angsty! Enjoy, my lovelies!