Me- ' I don't iwn harry potter right, Forge?'

Forge- 'Nahh, you own it.

Gred –'he's right'

Me- 'Boys don't make me get Charlie and Bill in here!' starts to make a partonas

Gred –' Okay Okay..'

Forge- '-She sadly…'

Gred- '-Dosent own..'

Forge – '- Harry or…'

Gred- '- Any of…'

Forge and Gred- ' – US!'

Another year, another death.

And Harry Potter was once again sitting in the shadows of the black lake wallowing in guilt.

'How many deaths do I have to go through?' Harry scoffed to himself taking in the landscape with him dull emerald eyes.

This year though it wasn't a family member but it should have been. He once again was at the scene when it happened. Everytime Harry closes his eyes he sees Cedric falling on the ground still as stone. He sees Sirius arching gracefully backwards into the veil. Then the recent death of Dumbledore twirling and plummeting in the air toward the earth after being hit with the Killing Curse.

'Everytime someone goes to protect me they end up dead. Who's next?' Harry thought

"It's not your fault Harry." Said Bill, sitting down next to him.

"Yes it is. If I was able to throw of the spell would have been able to save him…" Harry started in a hoarse voice, turning to see Bill's newly scarred face looking at him worriedly.

"There's nothing you would've been able to do." Bill interrupted

'Why does he always have to see death?' Bill thought looking into those once again hollow, lifeless emerald eyes.

'And he was just beginning to heal.' Thought Bill sadly

"You know what?"Harry asked looking across the grounds.

"No what?" Bill asked calmly

"I'm done fighting. Fighting in this stupid war. I've learn that the more you fight , the more death there is." Harry said in the same lifeless tone though now it was laced with a hint of anger.

"You know what Dumbledore said to me the other day?" Bill asked gently pulling his little brother into his warm side.

"No but I am guessing that it was something cryptic." Harry said dully leaning into the comfort

"Not Really. He said That even though there is a war ahead of us. We have something Voldemort doesn't know what that is?" the older of the two asked looking down at Harry comfortingly.

"What?'" harry asked with a little bit of courosity

"Something worth fighting for." Bill answered pulling him into a comforting embrace that they both needed.

'So young to be facing the war and death…. So young' thought Bill sadly pulling Harry in a little tighter

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