The broken mirror of Erised

His head had been itching for weeks,
the life he had fought so hard to obtain
was boring him to death.

He would be 40 next birthday
and 50 soon after that,
each day was drifting by
without challenge or consequence.

He still loved his wife
but with red hair comes a temper
and his drinking had become a problem.

He woke up in a back street just behind
some rubbish bins, his clothes were soaked
and his glasses had been broken.

The biggest of the four spoke first,
"now then mate, are you ok?
just give us your keys and wallet
and we'll be on our way"

Before Harry had time to form the words
they had left his mouth.

"Avada Kedavra"