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Full Summary:
I couldn't even remember ever waking up. For I, Harry Potter, left all the senses of a brand new day on that graveyard.
Harry Potter was broken when the love of his life Cedric Diggory was killed, three years ago. Now 17, Harry moved to a small town in Forks, Washington to start anew. What will happen if he found a new reason to live? Will he delved into his future or will the past continue to hunt him in more ways than one?
A/N: This is the prologue of the story that I'm dying to write. I didn't plan to release this story at all, but it pains me not to. Please give me a review of what you think about it.
Forever Dawn
Prologue: Aimless Wanderer
I couldn't even remember ever waking up. For I, Harry Potter, left all the senses of a brand new day on that graveyard. That doomsday, when your heart was forever broken. I love him. He was the love of my life. Yet, that ended by a flash of green light, and a cruel laugh, and that is how my world fell. Cedric died.
When you found the reason for waking up each day…of breathing each day…of trying to surpass each obstacle that life throws at your way, just to be with the one you love, wouldn't you hold on to it and never let go?
So that is what I do. That is what I do in order to wake up each day, to breathe each day and to surpass each obstacle that life throws my way--- I NEVER LET GO.
I spend the days, the months, and the years after my heart stopped beating---after my reason for living died---practicing complex spells, training and strengthening my magic to its fullest. He killed my reason, therefore, I promised with every fiber of my being that that stupid bastard would die. I would end Voldemort's life, the way he ended Cedric: As if it meant nothing---a "spare" as what the Dark Lord quoted Cedric's existence.
I watched him, as life slowly fades away from his body, Voldemort's body, as he drew his last breath; as the fear washed over his eyes; as he realized that no Horcrux was left to keep him earth bound. I relished as fear clouds his red eyes, those snakelike eyes that looked down on my love, considering him a "Spare"---Cedric was NEVER a SPARE! At least not to me! HE was my life, my heart, my soul, my reason for existence.
And so I watch with pure joy as the vermin that called himself Lord drew his last breath.
It's been a year since I killed Voldemort. It's been a year since I saved the wizarding world from its doom. It's been a year…
But the pain was still there. And I could take no more. I couldn't take Hermione's look of pity or Ron's eyes in sadness as they looked at me. I couldn't take being alone, yet I know that is what's always meant for me. My parents, Sirius, Remus, Dumbledore, Cedric----my family. They left me. They ALL left me. They were caught in my curse, this fate that destiny bestowed upon me. And though Ron and Hermione was there…I wouldn't risk them, for they will be alive and happy and well, without the curse that I was. The curse that I am.
Now my existence is aimless, nonsense, empty and so I left. To become as I always was destined to be---an aimless wanderer.