"He knew that he wouldn’t be able to defeat Voldemort; he was just a kid after all, so if they meet again he would be the one who falls. But he wasn’t sure if he would let it go that way." The new school year has begon, and Harry is back at Hogwarts.

"Lupin sighed and looked up at the castle. Inside there were so many happy people. They didn’t have to worry about what happened. They were kids, and therefore left it to the hand of the grownups. Harry hadn’t been so lucky." What happened after Harry jumped?

"It may sound absurd, but don't be naive Even heroes have the right to bleed."

"Hermione started sobbing into his chest again and he hardly heard her words. “He’s cutting himself Ron.” He stared at her in shock, the meaning of her words slowly sinking in. “Bloody hell,” he muttered. He pulled her closer and let a single tear fall down his cheek."

"They had been informed that the meeting would start as soon as Dumbledore arrived and that they wouldn’t be told anything before then. But since Hermione and Ron were there everyone already knew what this was about. Harry Potter."

“Enough with the games Tom,” Dumbledore broke the tense silence. “You know why we are here.” Voldemort turned away from Snape with an angry glare at the use of his old name. “Yes I do, but I’m afraid you have come in vain. You can’t save everyone Dumbledore.”

But his young appearance would quickly fade if you took a second look for there was an aura around him that told that this was not a boy, but a man that had seen more than most, and who had dealt with more than should be allowed. His body shone with age and wisdom, like there was nothing that could surprise him anymore and that few would even dare to try.