A/N: Hi Guys, this is a series of drabbles (because I love them) about the last thoughts going through the heads of each of the HP characters who died. Inspiration for this fic goes to Shadowed Shinobi, whose fic "Things Unsaid" gave me this idea. Thanks very much to them.

Each are exactly 100 words.

Gellert Grindelwald

As the green light wrapped itself around me like a blanket, becoming my existance, Albus was the only person in my mind.

I regretted running away.

I regretted becoming so power hungry.

I regretted my obsession with the Hallows.

I regretted pushing Albus to one side, for the greater good.

The Greater Good. What good was it now?

"The wand will never, ever be yours–"

And then, it was over, and the last thing in my mind was a flash of blue, pure, unblemished, the blue of the eye of my childhood love.

I regretted it all.

My fault.