Dear Tom.

I sit here and there, two places at once, yet no where you will be able to find me, I have made sure of that.

I smile at a thought, yet you will never know what I smile about, but for all the pain you have brought upon us, it is a wonder I can smile at all.

Are you sorry? You of dark heart and soul, sorry for what you have inflicted into a world you know so little about.

I want to think you are, but sadly I know you too only well, I know you are never sorry.

I want to think better of you, I want to think even after all you have done that you still care about the fate of the our world, even though it is so different then what you had envisioned all those years ago, but everybody wants something, tom and not everybody gets what they want, but than again I'm sure you already knew that didn't you tom.

Whether alive or dead I will not let you take away the free will of my people, because they truly are my people, they look up to me even though I have not asked them to, they follow me with out question or worry, you dear child will never know what it is like to be a true leader, but sadly I will.

It keeps up late at night, worry, sorrow and anger stopping you from slipping in to the world of dreams, sorrow for all the poor souls we have lost in the fight against evil, worry for the choices that they look for me to make, even though I never said I was the one to make then and finally anger, anger towards you for what you are making me do, I will never forgive you for this tom, you have placed a load on my shoulders that I never wanted to have to bear, because when I make mistakes and trust me one day I will, they tend to cost a life of someone I care about and for that I blame you.

I blame you for everything that has happened, yet I cannot not blame you for all the worlds faults, like the order is doing, for they are not your fault, you fell though the cracks of life, you felt unwanted and unimportant so you did what anyone would do and created a world where you would be remembered and not matter how much I want to change that fact I can't, you are human, no matter how much you say different and deep down you are a scared little boy, scared of death, and terrified of being forgotten but now you will not be forgotten, I hope you are happy.

I once got asked, when I came to visit you long ago, did I know that I was talking to a future dark lord, truth be told tom, I did not, back than you were nothing more than a boy that has had a hard life, a life that no one should have to have, but yet you did, I often wonder whether it would have been different if you dear mother would not have died, to this day I am not sure.

I warn you tom, no matter what you do, death is coming, a force stronger than you could ever imagine and it will not take you lightly because of what you have done to this world, you can hide all you like tom but it will make no difference, can you feel it coming? Can the feel the cold chill in the shadows that haunt you? Because if you can it will only get worst, death is coming for you, and there is nothing you can do to stop it.

I offer you this tom, one last word, one last piece of advice, death is forgiving, no matter who you are in life, death will always be the next great adventure, you can send people after me, you can blacken the souls of those around you but it will make no difference, I look forward to the time where the weight is lifted, where I am free of the anger and sorrow, where I can be the person I once was before I met you, those around me, with pure hearts will not give up, not matter how hard you push, we will always push back.

We will meet again tom, whether in this life of the next and I wish I could say I look forward to such a time, but I do not, too much has happened, I am sorry tom, I really am.

Yours truly,

Professor Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledor

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