This is a first for me, I have no idea if this is good.

I don't own Harry Potter. All rights belong to J.K Rowling.

Looking out the castle window and seeing all the birds flying free, makes me wonder if we're all kept in a gilded cage, our wings clipped never to fly again? Or are we free and choose the illusion to believe that we, as humans are actually trapped?

I sit here and wonder why I make decisions that lead my friends into dangerous situations, yet I know that if I truly answer that, I already know the answer. It's because of my saving people thing that I have. I know that if I can save people, even just one person, the evil that plagues me night and day will at least somewhat fade, if only a bit.

In the distance I can hear my friends calling for me, searching wondering where I am. Sometimes I wish that they would leave me alone, is it too much to ask for solitude from time to time? We all have our demons that we fight, my demon just happens to be a guy named Voldemort who is bent on taking over the wizarding World. Ah joy of being Harry Freakin Potter! I better go and join my friends before they call the Aurora's and start a manhunt for me.

Thank you for reading. Let me know what you think.