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Aug 10, 2004 20:00

Funny thing. Went to St Mungos today to pick up a few of Al's and my's belongings, and I ended up walking past this familiar bed...

And it came back just like that. It was Dad's bed. He lay there an empty man for years, and never got to meet Al, or see us married, or come around after Nev was born. And then I realised he wasn't in that bed anymore. I asked Nev (he was with me) where they'd put his Granddad. He gave me that serious look of his and told me Dad died when he was nine. Just slipped away while Mum and Nev were reading to him.

All those years we never knew what exactly had happened to him. Spell damage, they said, and that was all we knew in the day. But now I know. She did to him what she did to us.

She's lucky my son got her first. I would have seen her dead. Her and the one she calls Master.

There's still him to take care of. I want those fifteen years back. I want to be an Auror again. I want my Father.

God, I sound like an infant. I'm only twenty-something in my head. I'm guess I should be glad I now have the chance to grow up. Some of us never did.
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