A/N: this is from the point of view of the pensieve. its a bit darker than my other stories....can I have some input? PLEASE JOIN M.E.T.M.A. (Muggles for Equal Treatment of Magical Articles)! For only two sickles you can get a badge!
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Dumbledore took a strand of gray from his forehead and stretched it out into the bowl. "There. Perhaps I can make more sense of it now..."
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Depression hangs over me like a shroud, measuring my every thought. It wouldn't be so bad, being a pensieve, if only my owner's thoughts were happy, and full of goodness. Yet Headmaster Dumbledore's only thoughts are of blood, and desolation. Of women begging for mercy and of brave young men crying out in terror.
I blame Voldemort, of course. Before his reign of horror Dumbledore's only major problems were what punishment to give his troublemaking students or thinking of a good speech. Ah, those days. My bowl was filled with joy. With birth and celebration. Little did I know the birth was to be of evil, and the celebration partaken by wizards hardened by the dark arts.
For about ten years, after the fall of Voldemort, life became somewhat better. But in my master's foremost thoughts was the Evil One. He knew that Voldemort would return--and he wanted to be ready. He dipped into my pool of memories many times during this period, hoping to find a solution buried deep within my reservoir.
And now, Voldemort has risen again. I can see that Headmaster Dumbledore is afraid, although he pretends, even to himself, that he is not. He often adds thoughts now, nearly every day. And I can see clearly the fate which awaits us all.
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A/N: gee, i didnt mean for that to be so gloomy...some of my subjects are different than others. if yew liked this, go read my other stories. And dont forget, R/R! I want some input so i can know if i should write more of these magical article thingies! Please, no flames, i sunburn easily! ^-^
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