AN: I first want to thank everyone who read and everyone who reviewed, and to those who really saved my fanny by pointing out a couple things to me. I hope everyone is enjoying themselves. I am, been taking it easy, so, being relaxed and refreshed, I hope this chapter is better. A little ps, I got the idea for this while I was at confession, so it shows that my mind is always wondering...even when it shouldn't be. Another ps, all italic words are Albus's thoughts. I am keeping this chapter short because I kinda feel here that this should be from Albus's pov, and it should basically just show what a mess he is. I swear the next chapter will be nice and long. So, again, I ask humbly that you review, and hopefully I will get the next chapter up soon!

Chapter 12: Coffin Confessions

I wanted to die. How I wanted it to be me laying in the coffin. She looked like she was asleep, quite, peaceful, a small smile on her lips that made me cry all the more. It was my fault she was dead. Not only through my stupidity...I could have actually killed her. My mother had spent her last years slaving away, minute by minute, hour by hour, day by day to care for my sister. In only a couple months...I made it all for naught. My arrogance and my love had blinded me. Why did I not let myself see Gellert for what he was? Why did I let myself believe he could love me?

But why ask myself that? I already know the answer. I let my lust for power shadow my senses. I let my want of fame and glory blind myself those whom I truly loved. Because of that, Ariana was now lying in this wooden box. I can feel my tears fall even harder now. Convulsions shake my body. I killed her...It was all my fault...So brilliant...so stupid. I just want to die, I want to escape this body, I want out of this pain, I don't want to feel anymore. I look to my right and see Aberforth. He was it now. He was it...he was all my family left. He looked like he was made a stone...besides the tears falling fast from his eyes...he barley blinked...he didn't even look like he was breathing. Just standing there...looking at Ariana. How was it he was stronger then me. Why wasn't he sitting next to me crying his eyes out. Was he still in shock? It had been two days...or was it he was better then I? Of course he was. As unlettered and uncouth as he was...he was the better person. He loved...but was not blinded by it. He loved me, but he saw my arrogance...he saw my stupidity...he saw through Gellert...Aberforth said what I ignored...not ignored...what I chose not to see. I knew what Gellert was capable of...I felt it...and because I allowed myself to blindly trust...to blindly love...to ignore the evidence...well...the result was in front of me...the corpse of my sister.

"Ablus?"

"It takes a few seconds for me to acknowledge the voice...I don't want to...I want to be alone in my own head...no...I want out of my head...I want out...I want peace.

"Albus?"

I look up...Aberforth. I looked him in his eyes...mother always said we had the same eyes...for the first time...I actually see that. He is just looking at me...he opens his mouth a few times but nothing comes out. I stand up and start to put my arms around him...out of the corner of my I see his right hand in a fist flying at me...contact. I fall back into the chairs as the few people there begin to scream. Aberforth jumps on top of me, his body pinning me to the floor.

"YOU DID IT! YOU KILLED HER! SHE DIED FOR YOUR DAMN GREATER GOOD!"

Blow after blow, I will not protect myself...I deserve this...this will be just the start of my penance. I see his arm pull back, aimed directly at the middle of my face, and crash...I feel my bones crunch...I feel the blood flow copiously down my face...I deserve it...