i don't even....whatever
I have no life, even now that I'm in college. I had too much free time so I decided to start writing again. I mean, it's not like I'm not writing much in school, what with all the massive papers i'm being assigned left and right. pfft.
It's been a looooong time since I've written anything, and that's probably evident. This is me getting my feet wet, trying to start writing again. Written in less than 30 minutes. It's really shitty, but I don't really care. Un-betaed. DH Spoilers (do I even have to say that anymore? lol)
Sarah, (if you even see this which i doubt b/c you're never on lj anymore) maybe you'll mock me less b/c it's HP and slightly more respectable than Twilight. not much, but a little ;)
Title: Guilt
Fandom: Harry Potter
Rating: idk...pg13, since it deals with death
Warning: CHARACTER DEATH.
Era: post-DH
Guilt.
This was not a new emotion to Harry. He had been feeling almost constant guilt for just over a decade now. Guilt for all the lives lost. Guilt for all the families that were destroyed. Guilt for feeling relieved that Ginny and Ron and Hermione were still here. Guilt for surviving all this, all the destruction. He was so consumed with guilt that sometimes he wished for death, just to get away from all of it.
Don't think that, Harry. How could you? You are all Teddy has. Hermione was always the voice of reason.
But she was wrong. Harry was the reason Teddy had no one. No one but his grandmother. His grandmother, who was so grief-stricken that she wouldn't last much longer, regardless of her young age.
Mum can't lose another son, mate. Don't do this. Ron was right. Mrs. Weasley was just barely functioning again. It was obvious that she couldn't survive losing another son.
Mum, Dad, Cedric, Sirius, Fred, Dobby, Remus, Tonks, Snape, Mad Eye Moody, Ted Tonks, Dumbledore, Colin. Their faces flashed before his eyes as he took his last breath. He had done what everyone told him not to. He became an Auror, got himself killed.
Guilt had consumed Harry all his life. Finally, he was free. He got his wish.
It's been a looooong time since I've written anything, and that's probably evident. This is me getting my feet wet, trying to start writing again. Written in less than 30 minutes. It's really shitty, but I don't really care. Un-betaed. DH Spoilers (do I even have to say that anymore? lol)
Sarah, (if you even see this which i doubt b/c you're never on lj anymore) maybe you'll mock me less b/c it's HP and slightly more respectable than Twilight. not much, but a little ;)
Title: Guilt
Fandom: Harry Potter
Rating: idk...pg13, since it deals with death
Warning: CHARACTER DEATH.
Era: post-DH
Guilt.
This was not a new emotion to Harry. He had been feeling almost constant guilt for just over a decade now. Guilt for all the lives lost. Guilt for all the families that were destroyed. Guilt for feeling relieved that Ginny and Ron and Hermione were still here. Guilt for surviving all this, all the destruction. He was so consumed with guilt that sometimes he wished for death, just to get away from all of it.
Don't think that, Harry. How could you? You are all Teddy has. Hermione was always the voice of reason.
But she was wrong. Harry was the reason Teddy had no one. No one but his grandmother. His grandmother, who was so grief-stricken that she wouldn't last much longer, regardless of her young age.
Mum can't lose another son, mate. Don't do this. Ron was right. Mrs. Weasley was just barely functioning again. It was obvious that she couldn't survive losing another son.
Mum, Dad, Cedric, Sirius, Fred, Dobby, Remus, Tonks, Snape, Mad Eye Moody, Ted Tonks, Dumbledore, Colin. Their faces flashed before his eyes as he took his last breath. He had done what everyone told him not to. He became an Auror, got himself killed.
Guilt had consumed Harry all his life. Finally, he was free. He got his wish.