Hey everyone. I know this chapter is short... But it gets the point across. That's all I want. I don't know exactly where this story is going, but that's okay. Those are the best kind of stories I think. Ones that write them selves. That's not really planned out ahead of time. Anyway, I'll let you get to the first chapter... Which is really the prologue. Hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own the world Harry Potter... I just visit there every once in awhile... Like now.

Summary: Harry Potter has opened his eyes. He's through with getting pushed around and told what to do. He's going to do this his own way. The war has begun... And it's not only against Voldemort.


The War With Three

Prologue: Thoughts Of The Betrayed.


Dumbledore.

It was all his fault.

All along.

He had been manipulating me. Using me. Treating me as a pawn!

And I never saw it. I never realized it.

Ever since First Year... No... Ever since I was a baby. He had it everything all worked out.

He's smart, and cunning. I'll give him that. But nothing else. I'm not going to let him use me anymore. Use anyone. For his own gain. No more.

Because of him, the person I'm closest to has died. Because of him, all my friends are in danger. All his fault.

Dumbledore will pay.

Voldemort will pay.

They will pay.

I'm not going to let them hurt anyone anymore.

First things first.

I need to get free.

Then, I need to train.

Some time through all that... I need to figure out who's on who's side.

The war has begun.

But it's not the war anyone was anticipating.

For this is not only a war against Voldmort.

It's also a war against Dumbledore.

A war... That I refuse to lose.

A war... That I can't lose.

The Wizarding World will soon have to be divided.

Not in two... But in three.

It begins now.

I don't know if I can win.

And frankly, I don't really care.

It's simple really.

No matter who wins, there will be a new beginning.

If I win... It will be a bright beginning.

If Voldemort wins... It will be a dark beginning.

And if Dumbledore wins... It could be either.

But I can't take that chance.

I refuse to take that chance.

When I'm through with them, they'll wish they never messed with me.

With Harry Potter. The Boy-Who-Lived.


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