Blame it on that thing called love

by aesylthryth

Blame it on that thing called love to be the reason why Merope Gaunt fell for Tom Riddle, Sr.

Blame it on that thing called desperate love to be the reason why Merope Gaunt made Amortentia.

Blame it on that thing called obsessive love to be the reason why Merope Gaunt became pregnant.

Blame it on that thing called true love to be the reason why Merope Gaunt stopped making Love Potion.

Blame it on that thing called deceived love to be the reason why Tom Riddle, Sr. left his wife.

Blame it on that thing called motherly love to be the reason why Merope Gaunt sold Slytherin's Locket, to have a decent meal for once for the child in her womb.

Blame it on that thing called everlasting love to be the reason why Merope Gaunt named her son Tom Marvolo Riddle.

Blame it on that thing called disbelieving love to be the reason why Tom Riddle, Jr. neglected his mother's love, destroyed the protection of her love on him, and lived with no love.

Merope Gaunt Riddle died. She died trying to bring an infant to the world.

Mr. Gaunt died. He died because his daughter left him helpless.

Rubeus Hagrid got expelled. His innocent pet got accused of killing a girl.

Myrtle died. Her parents mourned her for months.

Morfin Gaunt died. His own nephew killed him.

The Riddles died. The grandson they supposedly would have been proud of murdered them.

Hepzibah Smith died. The one she considered her suitor caused her death.

The McKinnons died. Their killer had the goal of being the most powerful wizard the world will ever know.

Gideon and Fabian Prewett died. Their killer had a great dislike for protectors.

A hundred Muggles died. Their killer grew up to be a racist man.

James & Lily Potter and Frank & Alice Longbottom died. Their killer loathed parents.

Bertha Jorkins died. She died as a lost woman.

Cedric Diggory died. His killer considered him as the spare.

Sirius Black died. His own cousin killed him.

Amelia Bones died. Her niece had lost her favorite aunt.

Albus Dumbledore died. His plans for his student succeeded anyway.

Charity Burbage died. She got killed asking for mercy from her fellow teacher.

Peter Pettigrew died. In the end, he repented and wanted to die like his friends anyway.

Bellatrix Lestrange died. Her loyalty to her master died along with her.

More than a hundred wizards and witches died. He wanted to be the ruler of the world, and they were hindrances.

Blame it on that thing called true love to be the reason why Harry Potter was born.

Blame it on that thing called protective love to be the reason why Harry Potter survived the Killing Curse.

Blame it on that thing called trusting love to be the reason why Harry Potter had very loyal friends.

Blame it on that thing called everlasting love to be the reason why Harry Potter had courageously moved on from the death of his loved ones.

Blame it on that thing called believing love to be the reason why Harry Potter had killed Lord Voldemort.

Infants, sons, daughters, pets, parents, nephews, nieces, grandsons, granddaughters, suitors, wizards, witches, protectors, men, women, the spare, cousins, students, teachers, friends, masters, and rulers have died.

Blame it on that thing called manufactured love to be the reason why Tom Marvolo Riddle never accepted love, felt love, understood love, reciprocated love, lived with love.