Dying, is hard.
But watching your best friends and family morn your death is harder.
I didn't know it was even possible to have this much greef in one room. I knew it was going to be sad, but bloody hell, I don't think I could ever have been prepared for this.
My mum has always been an emotional person, but right now, I have never seen her this way. The sleeves of her black dress are soaking with tears, and her mascara, one of the only muggle items she owns, has been stand down her cheeks.
On the other hand, sitting right next to her, is my father. Now he was never a very emotional man, but you could tell he loved us just as much as mum, which is currently being shown by tears in his eyes one blink away from falling. One of his arms rapped around my mom, in a failed attempt to comfort her, and the other in his lap, shaking a tiny bit.
I can't bare to look over at my siblings, but from what I can hear, they are crying just as much as my mum.
Almost everyone I have ever known is here, but two people in the front row get my attention.
Harry, my best mate.
And Hermione, my other best friend.
And when they caught my eye, I almost immediately felt queasy-
Another angst because why not. You guys know the drill, tell me how you feel, what I can change, things like that. Thank you for reading, have a great day.
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