Going Trough

Prologue

Last summer I was asked not to ask too much questions about Voldemort, Death

Eaters and everything. I was left in the dark. Everyone thought it was for

the best. My friends did not know much, yet it was more then what I knew.

This summer I decided to be informed, but for noone to contact me. My last

year in school changed me. Whether for better or worse will show time. I

asked Dumbledore to tell my friends, "family" and people from Order not to

write me, to leave me alone. That it was his decision.

He looked sad, understanding flared in his eyes as he agreed to my demand.

For first time I wanted to have chance to choose for myself. I had to.

Too many things on my mind. And my friends would demand to know what bothered

me. How was I supposed to tell them it's me. The answer to how to defeat

Voldemort. That I am the only one who can.

I spent almost all summer thinking, learning spells from books and in my mind

training. I can't let my guards down. Constant Vigilance! as Moody always

says. And for first time I am not hapy for going back.

I will have to face my friends, enemies, Voldemort, people expecting me to be

their saviour. But mainly wizarding world without Sirius. The thing is I

don't know if I want to be in it anymore.