He died in a crash during a bad storm (Response to a writing prompt found on Pinterest)

He died in a crash during a bad storm, trying to get me soup when I was sick.  Everyone told me it wasn’t my fault.  But it was.  His brakes hadn’t been cut on their own.

I was going to find out who’d done this to the former Chosen One, if it was the last thing I ever did.  No one messed with my family and got away with it, and I now had the added power and influence of the Most Ancient and Noble House of Potter to call on, as well as the Most Ancient and Noble House of Black, and the Noble House of Malfoy.  When I found out who had done this to him, and got my hands on them, they were going to be begging for a Dementor’s Kiss before I was done, but if I had my way they wouldn’t last long enough.

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