It was a gray boring day, and the clocks were striking thirteen. Harry had just finished cleaning up his room and he was just about to throw the garbage out when he saw an owl come through the window.
“Yo!” greeted the owl.
-What's up Hedwig? What have you got?
-Oh the usual. Harry is awesome. Neighbor caught cheating. Man eating a whole camel in under 15 seconds...
-Anything about the thing?
-What thing?
-I don't know, what thing?
Hedwig rotated her head by 45 degrees and left. Harry swallowed up his pride and followed.
“Where are ya going?” asked Harry. “Away... Away from this miserable world. Where there is no pain, no agony, no sadness. Where the sidewalk ends.”
Harry couldn't think straight. He holded his head between his hands. The ring was still there, but the pain was gone. Harry took a look at his bloody hands and wondered where all the money has gone.
“Are you alright?” asked Ron.
-Yes Ron, I'm absolutely alright. Now give me that damn report about the thing.
-What thing?
-I don't know, what thing?
It was impossible. He did not know. In that moment he realized that he truly knew nothing. Nothing about the world, about life, about mental sickness.
-You still doing it?
-Yeah, from time to time, it sometimes makes me feel better.
Harry picked up his arm from the balcony and moved forward. Forward, forward, into the wind!
“It feels so good” harry thought to himself. But he was lying. There was no way that they cold escape.
Harry brushed the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve and faced Hermione, her face filled with terror.
-We can do it, it's possible, we just need a small amount of luck.
Ron kicked harry in the stomach and made him realized that he had been wrong all along.
“I don't know how that happened” said Harry reluctantly, covering his face.
Dumbledore looked through his glasses at Harry. His look piercing through his very existence.
“You're piercing through my existence, motherfucker.” barked Harry. “I just don't think I can take this anymore, you're so full of shit!”