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** Harry Potter **
I stare at the paper in front of me. None of these words do him any justice.
My hands shake, surely this is all some horrible dream. I cant do this without him, I dont know what to do, he didnt get chance to explain it to me properly.
I take a deep breath and stare into the crowd, thousands of eyes glare back at me expecting brilliant words to fall from my tongue. Again expecting so much from the boy who lived. The chosen one. Dumbledore's star pupil.
"Albus Dumbledore." the words choke my throat, they echo around the lake and hit my heart like a rebounding curse. This just makes it all too real. I stumble with the words that follow "was a great man. A brilliant wizard. The kindest headteacher that Hogwarts has ever known. He taught -" I stop I can see Lupin in the crowd nodding me on in encouragement just like my father and Sirius would have done if they were still alive. I gasp the pressure, the expectation is just too much. I need to do Dumbledore justice.
"He taught me so much, he taught us all that even in the darkest of times you can rise above it all.. love is the greatest.." *damn it this is awful* I look up at the crowd, searching for the faces that I love most.. my glasses steam up. Then I see them, the rows of ginger hair - The Weasleys - Mrs Weasley and Mr Weasley practically like my adopted parents are wiping tears from their cheeks and smiling at me "Go on Harry be brave." Molly whispers. Then my eyes fall on Fred and George - always inappropriate they stick their tongues out and make me smile. My friends Luna and Neville are gazing at me with such admiration that it almost knocks me off my feet and Ginny has her head rested on Neville's shoulder - her cheeks swollen and red with tears. Still I'm searching for the two people who have been there all along, Ron lifts his hand at me in a half wave and Hermione sits next to him her face full of tears but a steely determination in her eyes * I almost wish I'd let her write this speech for me* I can hear her speak to me in my thoughts like shes standing right next to me --"You can do it Harry, speak from the heart."
I stand up straight and clear my throat, I disregard the paper on the stand in front of me - "Albus Dumbledore did not die in vain. His legency will live on in all of the students in front of me. We will continue to fight for what he believed in - a safe wizarding world where no evil penetrates the walls of this castle. Hogwarts will forever carry his values - welcoming students from all backgrounds. Albus Dumbledore was and will always be the wisest, kindest and greatest wizard." I stepped down and I am engulfed with grief, I feel a lighting pain in my forehead "HARRRYYYYYYYY" my mothers voice yells in my head. I fall. Darkness.
** Thank you so much for reading :) I hope you enjoyed it so far, to come is a lot more Hogwarts drama - love, friendship and a battle to regain Hogwarts. Please leave comments **
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Teen FictionLeading up to the battle with Voldemort, the students of Hogwarts struggle to come to terms with the changing world around them. Dumbledore is dead, Snape is head and friendships are set to be challenged when loyalties and love come into the mix...
