|20th July, 1980 : hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry, scotland|
why oh why have i done the things i've done?
tell me why oh why must i sit here in despair and wallow in self-loathe?
you don't seem to understand, that those around me do not seem inclined to have much luck, just as i never did.
by the time this boy is born, mark my words minerva, when this boy is born, unlucky in its most malicious of forms will follow him around.
and what would i do?
well the best i could. i've always done the best i could.
but it never seems damn near enough the best i could.
DU LIEST GERADE
shlimazl - a. dumbledore |2|
Fanfiction"oh, haven't i caused enough pain and suffering already?" {in which albus dumbledore never had much luck} -book 2 after lana's Hiraeth (@avantgardes)
