His addiction

Chapter 8

"My brother then tells me how happy he is to have found me as he gives me kisses on the hothead and hugs me tightly. He was going on about how I can never do that to him and mom again, I nodded my head. As we started walking I heard the same spell that my brother said, my brother then collapsed on the floor and said he loved me. He died that moment, I put him on my laps and started begging him, Don't leave please I need you, just hold a little more. I saw that in that moment he had died"

I start to cry hysterically in Harry's arms. I could see that tears start to come out of Hermione and Ron's eyes.

"I turned.. an... and I saw the same man that had said he had left. He was standing there with above me as I was holding my brother in my arms. He was smiling, I screamed with anger and hate."
I says crying in Harry's arms while Hermione looks at me with tears in her eyes

"Well what happened to him, did that bloody murder pay for what he did to your brother Hope? "

Ron said with anger and sadness in his face

"He did, he payed but not the way I wanted. As I screamed with hate and anger everything starts to tremble and shake, the man then fell to his knees screaming in pain. I didn't know why then but I did research and I found out I'm a wizard that can also do spells in my mind with out a wand."
                     
They all look at me shocked while I look down ashamed of what I did to the man

"I didn't want to kill him, I wanted him to lay but I never wanted to kill him. That night I came home with my brothers body, my mother started crying hysterically. I told her the entire story so fast...sh..she then turned to me and told me it was my fault"

I cried like never before in Harry's arms as told them the story, Ron and Hermione looked at me feeling bad. Hermione came closer to me and hugged me from the other side, Ron got up and went around to hug me. They were all surrounding me with hugs. I felt Harry's warmth, his body with mine it made me feel safe in his arms.

"Ever sense then I blame myself because she's right, it is my fault if I hadn't sneaked out I would still have my brother"

"NO! Hope it wasn't your fault okay, your mother was wrong this is no ones fault other than the man that killed your brother"

Harry said as he held me in his arms as I laid my head on his chest. Hermione was stroking my back , back and forth as Ron held my hand.

"After that day I read every single book about potions and spells, there's not one book I haven't read. The reason I read every book was because I wanted to follow my brother legacy for all of us to combine as one and never hate one another. I want him to be proud of me, I chose to read every book ever as my punishment for basically killing him like my mother said"

"STOP IT HOPE! You didn't kill your brother okay and your brother is proud of you, I mean look at you you've come so far"

Hermione said with a serious face. She didn't like the fact that I blamed myself for my brothers death but I couldn't help it, the way his eyes looked at me even though he was dying. They were so pure, he deserved to live not me.