Saving the Hero- Prologue


To build may have to be the slow and laborious task of years. To destroy can be the thoughless act of a single day.

-Winston Churchill

One insult started it all.

"No one wants you here Potter!" It came from one of the Slytherins, he knew that for sure. They were all laughing and sneering at him like usual.

He had thought that he was used to it by now, their constant insults, pranks, and jeers, but something felt different this time. A low rumble of discomfort deep in his stomach. Naturally he ignored it, ignored them, because he didn't know that it would come back. He didn't know that it was going to change his entire world.

So he moved along the familiar route to the Gryffindor common room, plunked himself down on the couch nearest to the fire, and began to think.

And began to fall.