When Harry Potter survived the killing curse, I knew he was special, not necessarily gifted but, he would have a certain power within him. The power to love.

I used to live a happy lie
With a twinkle in my eye

He had to grow up living a lie with a family that detested him. He never knew love. He grew up a lonely child. I knew that he would survive there though.

But now, a sadness lies within me
It took my heart and wont let me be

He went to Hogwarts where he made his first friends. He was still safe and oblivious to his fate. He faced the Dark Lord more times than his parents and he still lived on. He had the power to love.

I’m gripped with this obsession
My feelings in oppression

I planned to tell him his fate before it was too late. But, I waited too long just to keep a slight weight off his mind. He was definitely a troubled boy but, he coped with his fame well. He would have coped had I told him earlier, an old mans’ mistake.

I used to live a happy lie
With a twinkle in my eye

In the end I told him. He took it better than I could have hoped. His mind is well beyond his years. He grew up too fast. But, that can’t be helped now. Telling him released my denial now I pity that boy; the chosen one.

But now, despite my fears
My eyes only shine with tears.

I tell this story in the hope that you never fall into the trap that I did. Tell people that which needs to be told. Waiting will not solve the problem, it will only prolong it. Take this advice, from and old and experienced wizard, and heed it. For, the only thing you leave in this world is your wisdom.


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A/N can you guess who the old man is??

I wrote the poem and then the fic to go with it. I'm not too happy with the end but oh well...........

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