PROLOGUE
"It doesn't?"
"No. For a long time, I have, on my self, been doing certain researches, carrying out certain observations. But these researches are not the star gazing and rituals centaurs excel in. Rather, my study is based on the study of forces which govern the universe."
Harry looked up at the stars, glowing in the soft moonlight. He could see the constellation Sirius.
"Lately," Firenze continued "Some forces have been disturbed. The change in certain signs indicate that two forces, which should not have met, are doing so...And their power is astounding."
Clouds were now starting to flow in. Sirius was obstructed from view.
"I tell this, Harry Potter, to warn you. You yet again, shoulder a huge responsibility, although you may not even be aware of what it is. The stars indicate so."
"Firenze, why does it have to be me, always me?" Harry asked, feeling a rush of emotions sweep over him suddenly. "I mean its unfair that so many of my near ones have died. Its unfair that some of them are still in danger. Its unfair that this is all because I am associated with them."
Firenze was silent for a minute.
"Harry Potter" he said finally. "I can understand your feelings. From your birth, you have been a marked person. You have shouldered responsibilities that none would have if they were given the choice. Yes, it is unfair but I'm sure you can cope with all those things, Harry."
It was the first time Firenze had used just his first name to address him.
"I trust you to do so, Harry Potter. Live long."
And with a faint clatter of hooves, he walked off into the darkness.