3. Chapter Two
I killed her, Sirius didn't want to tell me and I can see why. It's obvious I did it. She has marks that are as big was my claws when I'm in form.
I'm a monster. There's no doubt now. I couldn't speak through the waterfall of tears. They wouldn't stop. Sirius just stood there, watching. James walked in and apologized to her for holding a grudge. Sirius just stood there, tears in his eyes. James and I were crying like it was the end of the world. For me it was. And for James too. I only wish I had paid more attention to her, I was always inthe library when she wanted to hang out, and now I can't spend time with her at all. She is here, in this run down shack, but yet at the same time she's gone. Gone, right as I was just getting to know her. I am still on my knees when Sirius tries to get me away from her. "We need to tell Dumbledore. He'll know what to do." he sobbed. James was still combing his fingers through her hair and saying things like, "I'm sorry" or "It's my fault." I don't see how he thinks it is his fault though, I was the one who cut the very place she had to breathe from. I was the werewolf that killed her, it wasn't Fenir Greyback or some other werewolf, it was me.
I was supposed to be her boyfriend, a protector, but I can't protect her anymore. I did the very opposite of protect her. I hurt her, I really hurt her. I more than hurt her. I killed her."It's my fault mate!" I half yelled half sobbed as Sirius and James dragged me across the floor, pulling me away from her. "I never should've told her! She wouldn't be-" Sirius cut me off.
"Don't say that. It wasn't your fault." he was still sobbing as he and James pinned me up against the wall.
"Yes it was!"
James looked at me, still full out crying and whimpered, "No it's not. You loved her, you would've never let it happen. You weren't fully aware of what you were doing."
I didn't say another word. I know what I did.
I killed Melanie Ray Bagtrab.