{78} Author's Choice [Always]
September 1, 1991 – Start of Term Feast
Dumbledore wasn’t lying all those years ago when he said the boy had her eyes. I was now seeing them for myself.
They weren’t exactly the same as hers though. Her eyes were happy and kind and always made me feel like she was looking straight through me. The boy’s did that too, but these unnerved me. These eyes mocked me. They reminded me - not that I needed reminding - of my biggest failure and mistake. It’s your fault she isn’t here. She never would’ve chosen you anyway. She always hated you.
I could not deny any of it.