Maybe it was a better idea to go to theGreat Hall with the others before hetotally sank into depression. But thenagain, Harry didn’t think he would beable to stand the accusation. Were theyupset at him? Probably, he reasoned.Probably don’t want to even see meanymore. After all, it was his faultthat so many people died, right? Heshould’ve finished Voldemort offfaster. He should’ve been quicker.Tonks, Lupin, Fred. Dead, and willnever be seen again. They were hisfriends. And he, Harry, had let themdie. He was no hero, no saviour. He wasjust as bad as Riddle.