My first attempt at HP fanfic:
He was crying again, the tears slid down his cheeks rather quickly and his eyes burned from the sleepless nights. He didn't know how long he could keep this up. The plotting, the risks, the hurt. He was only a kid. Why couldn't they understand? They always did this ... always. He knew it wasn't their fault. Anyone would do anything to please the Dark Lord, and it was no different for them. His parents had tried very hard to make the lord pleased, but they managed to fail so many times. His father was still upset with Bellatrix, who had won the lord's allegience....
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