"...you must learn to let go. Most of the people that we think we fall in love with will not return our love, and it will break out hearts. But they will repair and then we will find another person to give our hearts to - only sometimes that turns out like the first, and our already fragile hearts are broken again. The process is repeated until you find somebody unlike all the rest, somebody who is as much in love with you as you are with them. Some people never find that person because they either never let go of somebody or refuse for their hearts to be put back together again."
Dear Harry, I did not get the chance to tell you what I wanted to last night, so instead I’m leaving you with this note. Do you remember that evening by the lake when you told Ron and Hermione everything you knew about the prophecy? I was there, sitting on one of those branches in the beech tree above you. I know that I was the other boy Voldemort wanted to kill but he chose you instead. I know that you would have rather him chosen me then you – that’s why I stole Professor Mcgonogall’s Time Turner. I’m going back sixteen years to make everything right. I have nothing to live for, Harry, and you do. You have everything to live for. Expect things to change soon. - Neville *I want to say thanks to Anne for Beta'ing this too!*
The day of Harry Potter's funeral. Warning: It's a tear jerker.