A/N: Hello everyone! This hit me with blinding force. I had to do it. It's rather good, if I do say so myself. It's basically what's going on in Dumbledore's head after the GoF incident.

This was so sudden, it only made it to one of my beta readers!

Disclaimer- I do not own Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter or Cornelius Fudge. Nor do I own Hogwarts. Or the wizarding world. Or Voldemort.

"Knowledge speaks, but wisdom listens." -Jimi Hendrix-

"Fate and Destiny are intertwined, that's why your Destiny is always so hard to fulfill, Fate is always in your way." -me-

"I shall not waste my days in trying to prolong them." -Ian L. Fleming-

"The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing. "

-Edmund Burke-

"There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle. " -Albert Einstein-

Monologue of Albus Dumbledore

Things are not going the way I planned them too. I thought Fudge would be understanding, I though he would listen. I thought wrong.

How can that man be such a fool! A blunder head. He's nothing more than a brainless figurehead. He will be the light side's downfall. He will be the minister who handed the world to the Dark Lord on a sliver platter.

Traitor.

He's blinded by his ignorance, his position. He thinks he is so smart, so clever by thinking that the Dark Lord isn't back. He thinks that I am the bumbling old fool. That my mind is slipping in my old age.

Ha!

My mind is as sharp as ever. I know what is going on and I will either help or hinder it directly or indirectly. Never doubt my mind, for it holds answers to questions that seem unfathomable by others, whose minds are slow and lazy. I think for many. Solve problems for hundreds.

I will not be around forever.

What will people do when I finally do embark on that next great adventure? Most likely lean on another beacon of hope-Harry Potter.

The already do. They expect him to solve any problem relating to the dark arts. Poor child. The whole of the wizarding world depends on his strength, they don't realize that he's just a child.

I don't think I realize it either.

I've treated him like an adult since I first met him. Gave him subtle clues to solve the puzzle, nudged him in the right direction. I know now that it is too late to give him any chance of being a child. He's grown up. Right before my eyes.

And I missed it.

He was growing up right in front of me, and I didn't notice. I was too busy treating him like the adult he wasn't and now he's grown up.

I can sense all the changes already, they're vastly approaching. Nothing will ever be the same. Granted, I will do my best to protect the children of my school. They shall not perish on the grounds. Not one of them.

They are our future.

They will decide what is to be done. Shall they contribute to the Dark? Or to the Light? Which way will their souls and hearts point them too? The right? Or the easy?

Shall they be strong? Shall they be weak? Not even I know the answer. Although I wish I did. I shall watch them. My children. I shall watch them bloom.

I will help them in these troubled times ahead.

I will be their beacon.

I will be their hope.

I will be the Boy-Who-Lived's hope. I know I am and always have been. So it shall remain.

I shall live on until I meet my Destiny. Whenever that happens.

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