Summary: This is a one-shot based upon the scene where Dumbledore must drink that horrid potion in order to reach the horcrux at the bottom of the potion's basin. But this time, it is told from Dumbledore's point of view. Why does he plea for his life? What is it that he sees? You'll just have to read to find out.

"Dumbledore didn’t realize how much he was shaking. His head was nodding convulsively, as if his disapproval could do something to help Harry. And as if his arm was no longer connected to the rest of his body, his arm swung into a diving motion as he filled his goblet yet again, and downed it in one sip. His arm continued to move in a quick motion, to fill the goblet again. But the effects of the potion were blinding his concentration. Harry lay on the ground in front of Dumbledore’s eyes once again. He was still bloody, his face still pale and pleading. Fear showed throughout his entire body. Hope was all gone from him, and he was crying…"

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