Chapter Ten

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Harry Potter- Wizard

He stared unmovingly at the clear reflective surface. His own eyes peered back up at him. The eyes he got from his mother. Except...they weren't as bright as they once were. They weren't as loving and kind and strong. They were just a shell.

Empty.

A tear rolled down his cheek. He let it fall, sniffling back the sobs that always followed. It dripped off his chin and landed with a soft plop.

The reflect distorted as waves rippled through it, showing the cool, sand floor of the pond about six feet down. Like peeling back the illusion of a happy kid and seeing the scars left on him from every single thing he's been through.

His parents died before he knew them.

He grew up in a family of pathetic muggles that were down right Horrible to him.

The one time his life was going right, the dark lord who murdered his parents returned and nearly killed him.

His Muggle family put bars on his window to keep him from going to school.

A house elf tried to save his life, resulting in painful encounters with a cake, a wall, and a blugger.

A snake was set loose in the school petrifying the students who all thought he was controlling it.

He nearly died of basilisk poison.

He found out his godfather was an escaped criminal from azkaban and coming to kill him.

He was attacked be a hored of dementors.

He found the truth about his godfather, but was forced to let him go back into hiding after the real culprit ran.

He was entered in a dangerous tournament, that set the whole school against him, nearly got him killed, and ended in the return of Voledmort.

He was chastised by the daily Prophet because no one believed the dark lord was back.

His favorite professor stopped talking to him for what seemed like no reason at all.

A new DADA teacher forced him to write lines using his own blood.

His godfather died right in front of him, at the hands of a death eater.

He watched the girl he loved make out with another guy right in from of him.

His favorite professor was murdered by a person he trusted.

He set off on an impossible quest to find magical object that could defeat the dark lord.

He and his friends were hunted by the ministry of magic.

His best friend deserted them.

They robbed the highest sercuity wizarding bank, and escaped on the back of a dragon.

They fought an army of death eaters, while searching for more of the magical objects.

Oh and that little thing...HE DIED.

They stacked on top of him like building blocks trying to crush him. like an andaconda wrapped around him slowly squeezing out his last breath. Like Guilt trying to swallow him whole.

And succeeding.

He died and came back while everyone else stayed in the underworld. His parents, Sirius, Lupin, Tonks, Fred, Mad Eye, Dumbledor, Snape...

Fresh tears threatened to spill, as he remembered those who had died in the battle and after on the flight to safety.

Ron.

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