Worthless the Forgotten One and the Half Blood Prince

Visiting Dumbledores Office for maybe the last time.

It was nearly the end of the Hogwarts year but I was just numb as we had Dumbledore's funeral where his body laid in marble as I knew he should be in heaven. He was just too good of a man even if he didn't know of my life. Even if he didn't know I was the girl who lived. But he was there for me, like the Mirror of Erised, I did talk to him...even Fawkes is now alone in the world.

At the moment though, the great hall empty at daylight with the smashed windows as Dumbledores office was empty of the cheerfulness, as I walked in. I had tears as I looked around the office that I've been too many times with the trouble from the pranks I've caused and the trouble I got into and Fawkes landed on my shoulder with a shrill of sorrow. The office was bathed in sunlight as a white envelope was addressed to Dumbledore. I went to Dumbledore's desk where his half moon spectacles laid and I stared at the empty chair where he should be, not me. I wasn't ready to be Headmistress...I still needed my lessons he was providing me as he taught me everything I needed to know about Hogwarts and now he's gone.

Minerva then enters and she hasn't been sleeping at all as she cried herself to sleep as she was pale as she couldn't eat due to her husband was dead and it was all due to one of their children killed him as she saw Worthless, standing there looking with sadness to her husbands chair.

"Worthless, in light of what happened if you should have the need to talk to someone..." Minerva said as I brushed past her, not wanting to talk right now as I just felt like curling up in a ball and crying myself to sleep. "You should know, Professor Dumbledore you meant a great deal to him." Minerva said and I nodded as I looked towards the portrait of Albus Dumbledore in a chair unawakened, and I then leave the study with tears at that sentence.