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I'm Harry Potter. In the magical world I'm a "celebrity" for something I do not remember, but wh am I? A name in a story or an image in a semblance of truth and also be looking for light to our despair world … and "me" in all this? I do not know what I want, darkness …Light … I don't know, I just want to live! For the moment I survive in this world … I'm still connected to my chains but someone can release me? A man, a child, anyone, do it, I can't breathe, I feel that my days are numbered. Why? Because of a stupid prophecy that sealed my fate and gnawing inside me long ago, and I think someone waiting outside just to help me, giving me some hope! This will be a liberating breath, or a wind murderer, who has just scratching my last drop of blood. I am here at Hogwarts in the dark of my room to write my thoughts, my feelings, my blind eye to a future corrupted by the Death Eaters and the Ministry to wonder if one day I will have the right to an uncertain happiness …

I look at the sky, I'd be an angel. Yes, that is, I'm an angel, but my wings are they white?No, I think not! They should be gray, dotted with black and red! A perfect

blend of me! I am neither good nor bad, I bat for me and my ideals, for my life and for those I love. I have an idea that creeps in me for several months, since his death, an idea of ​​travel, release. To where? Look for people like me. I want … what I don't know. My nightmare scare me, that happens there? Do I drive changed? I am terrified … not by death, no … but why. His countless headaches, trembling hands, this lack of oxygen, cold … The Grim Reaper did hit one more time, snatching life and causing death? The cold … it still moves me as the months slowly back down my arm and pulled out my ability to write. Right now, I'm cold, and always these headaches … help me! Tears up and down my cheeks, I hurt but I write my feelings about the unknown of the equation prophecy. I feel in this moment of pain up my knuckles from the palm and become lodged in my arms. I'm afraid … yes sure, more than before. I tremble again … help me!
Does God want me to test? Or punish me for having you kill?
If you knew how I miss you … Sirius.

I dare even more pronounced your name, it sounds so bitter in my mouth. I wanted to tell you how much I wanted you, my dear godfather. Being, sometimes, I get lost in my thoughts with you and I imagine spirited talk, laugh. You warmed my heart just by looking at me, I knew then that you suppor


ted me in my trials, but there … there are only glances filled with mercy. Yes, I admit I don't accept your death. I don't accept the end of these moments with you and what I have to do alone now. Defeating Voldemort … or die. I said if I die, I could see you, but I have a destiny to fulfill, a fucking life to live, through a hell … all this, while living alone with your memories.

It's funny anyway … Here nothing has changed, your name still cursed Snape, Ron and Hermione looked at me with such pity would have disgusting … Dumbledore always plays the old grandpa  … And you … you have to good use up there right?! I imagine with Dad playing a thousand and one tricks to Mom … but that thought bothers me! Do you know Sirius?! How I suffer without you? I blame you … I'll want so much to you, my selfish sponsor, have you thought only my feelings after you left. Yes I wanted to kill for you, die for you … I no longer live only through your reflection. I am no longer a shadow of myself. At night, I review so I can't sleep. I lock myself in the bathroom and let the blade cut and lacerated my skin again and again. But I do not cry anymore.

You know Sirius, there's one thing I never told you. I realize my mistake now. I never told you how much I loved you. But that's OK, I can tell you at last. Yes, keep me up Sirius … I just join you for eternity.
Inspired by Harry Potter by J.K. Rowling.

I wrote it 5 years ago when i lost my own godfather. Then I just wrote my feeling, my scare about my illness. Hope you like it and don't hesitate to comment!
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soldierseven Featured By Owner Mar 16, 2012  Hobbyist Photographer
wow... this is amazing... I cried lol
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asuza68 Featured By Owner Mar 16, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Oh! thanks for your comment! Don't cry too much lol
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soldierseven Featured By Owner Mar 16, 2012  Hobbyist Photographer
lol I didnt cry that bad, but i did cry xD and anytime(:
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