Dumbledore is dead.
Most days I still have trouble even processing the combination of these three simple words. Of course, the prophecy states that Harry Potter will be the threat to the Dark Lord, but Albus Dumbledore was the only one to truly fight Voldemort, and he was the leader of the only organization to stand against Voldemort and the Death Eaters. Without his leadership the Order of the Phoenix is crumbling, and Harry is not prepared to face the challenges that await him.
The remaining members of the Order have chosen me, Hermione Granger, to infiltrate the inner circle of Death Eaters and become their new spy. Professor Snape murdered Albus Dumbledore, and was obviously working for Voldemort all the time. There has never been a traitor amidst Voldemort's followers and so I must ask myself if it can even be accomplished.
Many call me the brightest witch of my age, but can I accomplish this mission? I fear what lies ahead. I feel the weight of the burden I've been given and the hopes that now rest with me. I will infiltrate the Death Eaters and help defeat Voldemort, because I must- for Harry, for the Order, for my friends, for the future.
Dumbledore is dead- and I must find strength in these words. Surely if Dumbledore can be killed by a traitor like Severus Snape, then I can find a way to bring an end to Voldemort.