On the Blood of Innocence

Harry Potter, First Task, Major Character Death

His name was drawn for the tournament
And again, he was enemy number to everyone
Savior one day, upcoming dark lord for two
Yet he was only barely fourteen years on this earth
And had already sacrificed much
His blood kin, as Petunia was adopted into his mother’s family
His blood innocence at the forced killing of a professor
When no adult intervened
And now, for the fifth time in his magical life
It will be a try at his life multiple times by the same magical world
And, yet, he was the villain of the story
The one who wanted all the glory
He was the newest hatred in all three schools
And the British Magical Community
Sent booby trapped mail everyday
Funny how THAT mail gets through when nothing else does
But he wants the eternal glory of being a champion
He was only fourteen years young with only one person at his side
A person at his side who preaches forgiveness
And the turning of cheek to get burned yet again
Or the glory that came with it.
Everyone thought like Snape’s lies about him
That he wasn’t anything like his mother in his mind
That he just took after his father in everything
Never mind the scathing hatred that the man said this
It was said often enough it must be true
Wasn’t it the man in charge of Hitler’s propaganda machine
Saying that if you told a lie often enough
It became the truth.
Seemed to work on everyone he met in the community now
As they all followed Snape’s hatred words
In that he obviously was a glory seeking dunderhead.
Just like his father.
No one noticed he never went to his dorm room
After Hagrid showed him the dragons that he would have to go against
Nor noticed the new decorative red rock runic patterns in the area
Where there would be blood spilt
And violence had
Nor notice them glowing by the time it was his turn
Not until he stood directly in the middle of them
And allowed the sacrifice of his life by dragon fire
Everyone wanted
With it, the last of Powerful Life Debts
Were called in to be acknowledged by Lady Magic
Of every British Magical whose life had been in danger
By the previous Dark Lord
And whose Potter/Evans Family Blood saved
And now Lady Magic took those Family Magics into herself
Killing them along with the Potter Heir
Right down to the newborn children in nurseries.

He was their savior
He killed everyone who would see him dead
He was only fourteen
When he shed the last of his innocence
On the altar of the public’s Gladiator Dragon fire.

Fin
3/22/2026

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