| jadedsirius @ 2004-06-30 12:18:00 |
I am not coming back to teach next term. Harry and I are going away for a while.
We're packing up the big house and we're going to find something smaller. Harry wants a place where there's a lot of sky so that's what we're looking for but first we're going to Amsterdam. We're taking the urn with us because we have to.
The wake was very lovely. Seamus did a fine job of singing I'll Be Seeing You. I didn't want to get up and say anything because I didn't know what to say. Then I looked at Harry and I decided I had to do something so I sang as well. I sang a song called Coaineadh Na Dtrí Muire. I don't know how I remembered it since I only learnt Irish from my granddad when I was a boy but I did it. It's a song I my grandmum taught me and it's about the three Marys crying at the foot of the Cross. I didn't sing it really for what it means but more for how it felt. Singing like that in Irish is like crying and I haven't done so that's why I sang it. Harry wanted to know the words so here they are.
A Pheadair, a aspail, an bhfaca tu mo ghra geal?
Ochone is ochone o
Chonaic me ar ball e I lathair a namhad
Ochone is ochone o
Gabhaigi I leith, a dha Mhuire, go gcaoine sibh mo ghra geal.
Ochone is ochone o
Ceard ata le caoineadh againn mura gcaoinimid a chriamha?
Ochone is ochone o
An e sin an maicin a hoileadh in ucht Mhaire?
Ochone is ochone o
Eist, a mhaithrin, is na bi craite.
Ochone is ochone o
A Leinbh, is mor e tualach is leig cuid de ar do Mhathair.
Ochone is ochone o
Iompruiodh gach einne a chrosa, a Mhaithrin.
Ochone is ochone o
Then I sat down and had a gigantic pint and Harry had one too and then we went back to school.
I don't know what to do with everything. Yesterday I got an owl from Remus. I never knew he'd done it but he arranged his will to be owled out to people a few days after. He left me almost all of his money. He left Harry the house because Harry's never had a proper home. Everything else has been scattered. I think Seamus was left the flat and Snape got all of Remus's books. I wish I'd known he was going to do this because I wouldn't have let him. He thought for certain he would outlive us but he still did this anyway. He fucking wrote out a will and he always had to have the last fucking word and I'll never forgive him for it.
I miss him so much.
I don't know what to do now. Harry doesn't either. We're just going to go because he wanted to go and we don't know where else to go yet. We just know we have to go.
I am not going to write here anymore.
Goodbye.
Comments:
| jadedsirius @ 2004-07-01 04:07 am UTC |
I believe you.
Do you want to go on the train? Or would you want to go on the bike? I could take you home on the bike if you wanted.
I would like to fly.