Where the Grass Grows Green

The grass grows greener on the other side.

Yes. It’s a cliché. But it’s not true, I think. No. I believe. I believe it’s not true.

Because I’ve been to the other side. I know.

When I was sent to do spy work, I have to admit that I was curious. Yes, I dreaded the idea of being in constant contact with those who were like me – monsters. But at the same time, I wanted to know what attracted them to the other side.

I didn’t find much, for I didn’t find it greener. There was blood. And violence. And anger, much anger. And I couldn’t see what was attractive about it, the so called greener side. I couldn’t see like them.

My spy work ended soon enough, and I returned to my friends, my side of the battle. I laughed, ate, and drank with them, relishing in the good times, though they were shadowed with fear.

Then The Day came. The Day, the anticipated Day. We knew it would come. We all did. It was, after all, what we had been preparing Harry for, wasn’t it? It was the final battle. The battle I had been waiting for all my life, especially after my friends started dying all around me during my Hogwarts years.

We met at Hogwarts on The Day. Harry had been very harsh with me earlier that year, about the duties of fatherhood and standing by my family. When Teddy was born, I finally understood what he meant. That unconditional love. Now, when I stood there preparing myself for the last fight, I knew I would fight my hardest. This was for Teddy and Nymphadora. This was for Lily, James, and Sirius. This was for all those who died or came close.

The grass didn’t grow greener on the other side, because nothing is better than having somebody to love. Nothing is better than cherishing and holding a wife close, then tickling your son to hear him laugh. Nothing is better than loving.

The other side didn’t possess love.

The grass was brown, I think. Or black, as black as their hearts. Something devoid of the ability to love.

I cannot say that love is passion, for the other side had passion too. Oh my, did they ever. The passion to harm others, to kill and to maim. The passion to hate. But we had something better. We had the passion to love.

So now, as I am fighting with all my strength, I know with all my heart that the grass grows greener on my side. For where there is love, there is life, and in order to grow green, the grass must live.

I know in my heart that today I will join Lily, James, and Sirius. I will join my fellow fighters who have long since passed.

But I die knowing that I have made the grass greener for Teddy. I die knowing that we will vanquish the evil and defeat the hate. I die knowing that I have helped water the green grass with my blood. I die knowing that love is the strongest bond.

I die knowing that my side is where the grass grows green.

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