Pain burns through my very heart.
I am haunted by memories and dreams.
The look in their eyes as the deed pulled us apart;
The horror, the pleading, the betrayal screams.

I do not regret what I felt needed done.
My heart even pulls away from memories of fun.
The smiles and victory of past times echo in my mind.
But two are gone, the trio is now down to one.

Others accuse and judge me for my actions.
None stood there beside me in the moment.
Their death pushed me faster towards other interactions.
None have the right to further comment.

No one hurts more about their loss then I.
I know what I have stolen, but it was on my terms.
Their death was inevitable, no point in asking why.
This was not in vain, this Voldemort’s death confirms.

Sobs rage through my body as now I can mourn.
Destiny’s call has been answered as I am left forlorn.