|The Harry Potter Universe Angst
Author: kagomite PM
Different takes on the dark side of the Harry Potter Universe.Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst/Hurt/Comfort - Harry P. - Chapters: 6 - Words: 2,115 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 04-12-10 - Published: 01-08-09 - id: 4778658
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I don't own Harry Potter nor do I own the poem "We Made It" by Sunni Patterson.
I'm from a supply of Marauders blood and one of the brightest students of Hogwarts.
I helped spell Incendio around the perimeter of Grimmauld Place to keep the evil away.
I'm a member of the Order Of Phoenix.
I'm the only son of the late great James and Lily.
I'm a lifeless body rocking in place about to turn my wand on the Death Eaters.
Look at me and take a long look.
War is never good.
It's a Death Eater who is raping an eight-year-old girl. It's news like this that I don't want to hear often.
It 'Mudblood' man, woman and child who have to "step on up to the auction block, bend over, touch their toes, show their teeth, she has to lift her titties, they have to examine his balls, and this is slavery at its peak, it's a circus for all the freaks."
When a muggle-born leaves their house, they warn them to proceed in caution because the ones that are not compliant will be prosecuted by what the Purebloods call righteousness. The Purebloods always say the earth is their kingdom and the wizard world their inheritance.
At the start of the war I heard them say it was like Dementors flew through the town and left us all depressed.
I remember one day, Arthur picked me up from the Dursleys to go to the Borrow. We found Mrs. Weasley in bed. George, Ron, and Ginny dead on the table next to the bed there was a letter that said, "I couldn't stay here, not for one minute longer, and it made no sense for me to leave here alone, 'cause who would take care of my babies with their mum gone?" (1)
As I was telling you war is never good.
War will have you wanting food and water in the cellar of Malfoy Manor.
It will damage your mind to where people can see you're not the same Frank and Alice Longbottom.
No matter how Voldemort try to trap and kill me, either I win or lose because my loved ones death should not be in vain. I shall not remain in The Dark Lords cage with my soul enslaved. It didn't matter if I won or lose but it mattered what path I pick and what side I choose.
So with courageous and determination I was able to look Riddle in his face and shout:
(1) Quote taking from the poem "We made it"