Albus Dumbledore's Tombstone

[Mercy Rosenburg]

(OOC: Taken from this webpage)

Pay your last respects to Dumbledore below:

[Amelia Bian]

Amelia had heard of Dumbledore's greatness, and knew that he was indeed a most fantastic, and yet kind wizard. She had crossed him at certain points in her life, and was of course very upset to hear of his death.

A single tear rolled down her cheek, but her expression remained calm. Lying down a few flowers, she placed them beside Dumbledore's grave. Muttering a small incantation under her breath, the flowers quivered slightly. Now they would never die.

She stood up, looked at the grave for a brief moment, gently sniffed, then slowly turned around and made her way back up to the castle.

[Solana Taylor]

Solana wandered quietly into the Graveyard, afraid to make any noise incase of disturbing the peaceful silence that lay around it.

The first grave she saw belonged to Albus Dumbledore, a very powerful wizard, very famous too. She had heard the stories and longed to find a wizard just like him.

Solana's wings flapped gentley in the small breeze that blew across the graveyard, it was eerie in a way.

So not to stay there too long, Solana gentley laid down one long white rose and whispered a small spell to make sure it stayed in place.

She whispered her goodbyes and wandered off.

[Cherika Lynette Blu]

Cherika had just visited Sirius Black's grave, and she still had one lily to deliver.

"Albus Dumbledore..." She barely whispered the name. What did you say to the grave of such a great man? Cherika refused to allow herself to cry as she set down the lily, putting a careful spell on it to keep it alive and healthy.

She turned her back on the legend of a wizard in his grave and walked away, only looking back once.

[Narcissa Malfoy]

Narcissa stood silently in front of the grave of her Headmaster, whose death caused her to change sides.

She had been lying low during the war, she didn't care who won. She only cared about her son, and he was safe under the professor's eye, but than he died. And she finally realised that this was a real war, where great people would die. So she changed sides, she became a spy, and after her divorce, she declared her side to the world.

And now, there she was, standing in front of that piece of stone that had inside the body of the greater wizard ever, her respected headmaster. She knew, she could do nothing about the past. She just wished to help the future.[/font][/size]

[Harry James Potter]

Harry Potter stood in front of his late Headmaster.

He knelt down and whispered, "Professor Dumbledore, you are the wisest man I've ever known, a little crazy at times, but everyone knows you mean well. I'll never forget you. You've been a father figure to me since my first year in Hogwarts."

He stood up and touched the tombstone with his figertips.

"I'll see you one day professor....one day...." whispered Harry once again before turning his back from the beloved Headmaster.

[Drake Taylor]

While in the Grave Trying not to cry Drake pasted Dumbledore's Grave.
he knelt down & said that Dumbledore your are the greatest wizard of all time i didn't no you that much & Harry is so sad that your gone watch over him.
Drake gets up & leaves one little blue flower one top of the grave stone & runs out of the Graveyard trying not to cry

[Emia Drazzah]

Emia had heard a lot about the late headmaster Albus Dumbledore. In fact, she had seen and talked to his portrait on more than one occasion. She knew he was a wizard of legend and wanted to pay her respects to him. She walked up to his grave and placed a single rose on the ground as she knelt. Emia had always wished she could have met him. After a moment, Emia stood and walked back to the castle.

[artemisflask]

Artemis quietly glides through blades of grass adorned with dropplets of condensation. He runs his fingers through his long silky black hair, as he approaches the stone of the great and noble headmaster Albus Dumbledore. A salty tear drips down out of the corner of his right eye as he places his left hand on the smooth edge of the grey tombstone. "Oh Albus, you've left too the world of the living a bit too soon." Artemis pulls a black rose from his pocket and lies it beside the base of Dumbledore's tombstone. "You're surely missed by those who care about you old friend." With that he sharply turns and strides off with tears leaking down his cheeks.

[Robert Erickson]

This was a moment that Robert had hoped would never re-appear. He had already lost his Dad at age 14, and that event changed his life forever. Even though he had not known Dumbledore, he knew that he was perhaps the greatest wizard ever. He knew also that he had Harry's greatest mentor. A few tears rolled down his cheeks, and he wasn't exactly sure why he was crying. It was almost like he could feel a shred of Dumbledore's power and influence. It was exhilarating and draining at the same time.

[pokemon]

Alan have heard of Professor Albus Dumbledore.
He is a great man that has great wisdom.

"sniffing" it is a great loss for Hogwarts.

He placed a bouquet of flowers on his tombstones.

i wave goodbye and went off

[darkangel323]

Adrianne had never thought that she would actually be able to stand this close to the legendary Albus Dumbledore. Her father had always spoken ill of the great Headmaster, but after all the severe lectures in her father's study, Adrianne's mother had pulled her aside and told her the greatness of Dumbledore. Listening to her mother's tales of her years at Hogwarts under Dumbledore, Adrianne had the same respect for the late Headmaster.

Biting her lip, she twisted the stem of the white rose in her hand as she stared at the tombstone, enveloped in her thoughts. At last, the rose fell from her fingers, and she turned away, heading back to the castle. The corners of her eyes burned as the wind whipped about her, but she convinced herself that she wasn't crying... It was just the wind.

[Kelsey Weasley]

A lonesome wolf padded purposefully toward the Hogwarts Cemetary. It knew what it was there for. To visit the Greatest Headmaster of Hogwarts in History. She was surprised to see Harry Potter leave the cemetary. As careful not to alarm him, She transformed back to her human form, and for once she didnt fall on her face. She greeted Harry Potter," Hello, Mr. Potter." with a small smile. Once she passed him, she fell back into her wolf form. Thats how she felt most natural. She padded silently onward. She soon came upon The white marble resting place of Albus Dumbledore. She laid down upon the ground, beside the grave, curled up.She remembered back to when she had met Dumbledore, before he died. He was a very nice and patient man. She remembered back to the days 9 and 10 years old. Her dad had introduced her. She then let out a mournful howl. She remembered how he told her to call him Albus. That was way back, when she had first met him. From that day on, she had met him more often. Until she noticed his whithered hand. Somehow her and her father's visits became less frequent after that. Then Dumbledore died. It was in the paper, front page. How she cried . How she hated Snape .Even then she felt the deepest hatred possible in a little girl, enough to want to kill Snape in the most horrendous way possible. She snapped back to reality. Remembering where she was, She rubbed against the tombstone. Then sat down and looked at the tombstone as a sign of respect. She then made a paw imprint in the drying mud next to it, as a sign of her coming to show respect.

Then Kelsey stalked off slowly, deep in thought.

[Sheena Ayala]

Sheena walked into the cemetary and wanted to pay her respects to the great Albus Dumbledore she heard of his greatness from the wizarding orphanage where she lives. As Sheena was walking to Albus Dumbledore's grave she saw a wolf leaving and wondered who it was. Sheena brought some flowers for Dumbledore and said aloud, "You must have been a great man and I wish I could have had the pleasure meeting you while you were alive." She placed the flowers by the tombstone and started to cry. She stood in the graveyard and began to wander about the graveyard.

[Susanna Bailey]

A single tear fell onto the ground in front of the tombstone.

Sue gently laid a single flower on the ground. Her throat had constricted as soon as she had come in sight of the grave bearing the name of her late Headmaster.

Gazing down through blurry eyes, she bowed her head for a moment in respect of one of the greatest wizards of all time.

"I am honoured to have been your student." Her voice betrayed none of the emotion that was clouding her eyes. "Goodbye Professor Dumbledore." And as she had come, she was gone.

[(hs)Lilia Moors(hs)]

An eire silence gathered around the white marble gravemarker. Albus Dumbledore was no longer with them, he had moved on. Often things like this made no difference. Born into a life, and death at the end of that life. Natures cycle. People said taht seeing his grave made you feel a sense of sorrow. I stared at the gravemarker, White marble and an engraved name and date. Nothing so sorrowful about that.I have to admit looking at the gravemarker really makes no difference. I felt the same as I did when he was alive.
"I still don't see why everyone was so upset over this mans death, people die..and peopel should get over it" I mumbled to myself. I turned on my heal and walked away from the gravemarker. Now that was a waste of time.

[Jack P. Riddle]

"Albus Dumbledore should not have died." Jack called to the girl. Jack had been Flying over the grave yard looking for some one to speak with. This girl here seemed to not know what she was talking about. Jack landed at the front of the tomb. His Black hair hung loosely in front of his eye's which were currently blue.

"I know the man who killed Albus here. I was raised by the man and I despise him as I do all the followers of my father. I am Jack Riddle son of Lord Voldemort and the Dark Prince."

[(hs)Lilia Moors(hs)]

She stopped and turned to the boy.
"..You missed my point entierly, people die its a part of nature, whether the person was good or bad, it dose not matter, the fact is , is that People die, he was old, it was his time." she did nto smile nor did she glare she just stared directly into the boys eyes and wiated for hsi response.

[Jack P. Riddle]

"That would make sense had he died of old age, but he did not. He did not die of natural causes. Albus Dumbledore was murdered. You must either have a great amount of courage or ignorance to speak against the Dark Prince like that. You should be happy a month ago I'd already be holding your heart in my hands, but things have changed since then." Jack walked around the tomb and stood directly in front of the girl. "I believe it to be courage, and that is something that I admire. I apologize for the rudeness miss it is quite out of character for me as of late." Jack bowed took her hand and kissed it. "Jack Riddle at your service, and you are?"

[(hs)Lilia Moors(hs)]

Startled at this act she stared at him for a moment.
"Lilia Moors would be my name, and still, he was old. He was going to die soon anyway you could sense it in his eyes. The usual twinkle was absent instead he was quite dreary. Natural deaths and murders are the same. Fate controls whether you live or die and whether its by the earths or times command that you die or by another mans. He died and mourning over him won't bring him back nor will it console you. Yes he was brave, Yes he was wise, and of course he was a great man but the fact that he is dead does not give simple minded fools a reason to mourn. Mourning is a sign of weakness and if people are going to defeat that nutter ...your father...then they need to be a bit stronger don't you think. Oh and yes I did speak against you and I will speak against you a thousand times for no man has a hand over me." she looked at him empty of emotions and narrowed her eyes slightly.
"Dark Prince...."she scoffed,"there is no royalty except for the Queen god rest her soul, and even she is a figure, a picture for the people, she has no control and neither do you....Dark Prince"

[Jack P. Riddle]

Jack grinned widely at the girl as he helf his hand over her head. "My hand if over you."He dropped his hand and looked her inthe eyes. "I am not much of a fan of my title. I am not dark at all. If I were dark I would not have bothered you for speaking ill of Albus here." Jack put his hand on her cheek and slowly walked away letting his hand slip from her face. He turned and walked into the forbidden forest disapearing into its darkness.

[(hs)Lilia Moors(hs)]

"......" That hand bit was weird, it made her think of mimes...which are creepy. She chased after him.
"Hey Mr. Prince ....come back..what was that hand bit about...it was corny" O.O