Darkness of the Boy
Prologue
It was a day like any other. Three figures emerged from the classroom of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
"So, how was the DADA exam for you, Harry?" said Ron.
"Well, I guessed I could have done better…" said Harry. Hermione, the only girl in the group said:
"Oh c'mon, you're the best in our year!"
"Not as good as you…"
"What's the matter, is it your, erm… scar?" said Ron, pointing to the lightning bolt shaped scar Harry had received about 17 years ago, from the most feared wizard of all, Lord Voldemort. This scar was no ordinary scar, when Harry was in his 5th year; Voldemort discovered that the scar made a sort of connection between them. Ever since, He has exploited this fact.
"It's getting stronger, the visions I mean. It's like he wants something. He's both afraid and happy at the same time." said Harry, rubbing his forehead.
"Wants something, what more can he need? He already has a body, got the Death Eaters back and he's as powerful as ever!" said Ron
"And he already got rid of Dumbledore…" said Hermione as a tear was running down her cheek.
Suddenly, Harry was full of rage and hatred, he had been their when Dumbledore was killed in his 6th year. He remembered how Draco Malfoy was supposed to kill Dumbledore, how Snape betrayed Dumbledore's trust, and ultimately killed him with Avada Kedavra.
"IF I SEE THAT BLODDY COWARD AGAIN, I'M GONNA FUCKIN' DESTROY HIM!" shouted Harry.
"Calm down mate, we all hate Snape, but shouting isn't gonna bring Dumbledore back." said Ron.
"Ron's right, I can only imagine what you feel, about seeing people die. First there was your parents, then Cedric, after that was Sirus now Dumbledore." said Hermione.
"But you don't understand, those deaths were caused by me! I mean think about it, my parents died because Voldemort was looking for the one that was supposed to be his downfall in the prophecy. Then there was Cedric, he died because we touched the Tri-wizard Cup at the same time so it would still be a 'Hogwarts Win!' that was actually a Portkey, brought us to the graveyard where Voldemort killed him. Then Sirus, he would still be here if I wasn't acting like hero all the time, got lured to The Ministry where Bellatrix killed him. Dumbledore, I was hiding in the Cloak rather than do something! I wish that there was someway to bring back the dead." When he had said these words, far far away, Lord Voldemort had just linked with Harry's mind and thought of a plan…
