Mallory Potter's Reason's why

Prologue - A Funeral

Harry Potter Pov:

My eyes couldn't stop staring at my sister's grave, why did she take her own life. I heard that she had been found in the girl's bathroom, wrist slit, blood everywhere. Did I do something to her I know I wasn't the best brother to her but I loved her I truly did, my twin was everything to me. Did someone else do something to Mallory, I hope not or I'll kill them for hurting her.

"We are all here today to say our goodbyes to our friend and family Mallory Potter. On the 16th of January, she took her own life. We are all saddened and will miss her greatly, but alas we should honour her and remember Mallory as the amazing person she is and was. Remember the happy memories as well as the bad. Would anyone like to say something, Harry perhaps?" Dumbledore sighed as he spoke, when he turned to me I could feel the air temperature chill even more so than before as all eyes turned to me.

"Yes, I would like to say something. Mallory Potter was and still is my twin she was an amazing person though she was overlooked by many, even I did not show her what she truly meant to me," The pressure in my eyes finally couldn't hold back any longer, I was sobbing now with no control left, "I'm sorry Mallory, I'm so sorry, forgive me." I whispered the next part as I fell to my knees at her grave crushing some of the fallen flowers that lay there.

"Come on mate, people are leaving now."

Time had seemed to pass as people walked away from Mallory's grave as they had also done to her when she was alive. Many wept, others stared blankly thinking. I hated them, everyone that has made her feel so horrible, but mainly it was me, I hated myself for not protecting her as I should have. Getting up and walking away pierced my heart even further, how could I live without her, that would be my alternate punishment.

George Weasley Pov:

I couldn't believe she was dead. Mallory. I didn't want to believe it.

When I attended her funeral and Harry spoke about her, it finally became real.

When his voice broke and tears ran down his face, I felt my own face was wet too, I couldn't speak but choke on the bile that had risen as I wondered if there could have been something I could have done to prevent it. I wished that I could rewind time and tell her how I felt, fix what had broken over the holidays. Blaming myself for walking away, leaving her there crying.

I don't think I can forgive myself for her death, for her whole life and situations. I miss her.

Draco Malfoy Pov:

I watched Mallory's funeral from afar. When Harry finally left, I sat next to her grave. I of course would have been one of her reasons no doubt but I had loved her I hadn't meant to take it so far, I hadn't meant to hurt her.

"I'm sorry darling, I never meant those things I said and did."