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Dumbledore

I realize my worst fears
as I bite back the tears,
trying to remember all the good times we had,
trying to block out what had happened; it was so sad.

I can't stop thinking about the other night,
when we left to get the horcrux,
and you drank that nasty stuff.
I wish there were an easy way to set things right.

We got back and the school was under attack,
then Snape killed you and ran away,
and it all happened so fast that I didn't have time to think,
it was as if time itself had begun to shrink.

Then I realized that it was all for nothing,
the horcrux we took was a fake,
and now I'm on my own, on a journey to defeat Voldermorte,
and I can only hope that things will turn out okay.

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