This is my first ever Harry Potter Fan fiction I love the idea I'm coming up with, and I'm sorry the Prologue is so short. But they're supposed to be short. I normally write TP fan fiction but decided to try my hand at HP. Hope you like it and the poem is from the internet. It's put together a letter to Sirius from the main Character. It also shows feelings toward Harry, Sirius and Voldamort. R&R

L.

Prologue: I hate You

To Sirius Black,

Pain and Anger are the things
In which is flowing through my veins
Knowing that I am forever
Trapped in this endless web of game
Knowing that I'll never be the same
The loneliness you can not measure
For I can no longer bear
The pain I encounter as I stay here

Pain and Anger are the things
In which is flowing through my veins
But is that all that is there
I see a search for love which ends in Despair.
Let me know I am not alone
Let me know I have a place I can call home
Let me know that you are there
Please tell me I have nothing to Fear.

Pain and Anger, Flowing through my veins
Right down to the core
I don't know if I can take it anymore
Is there something else
Or is this the end.
Let me know I have a friend.
Am I loved or No.
Are you friend or Foe.
Do I have to go through this Alone.
I guess I do.
No one is here.
Because No one cares.

Pain and Anger are the things
In which is flowing through my veins
I don't know how long I can
Stay Sane
In this mindless torture

Pain and Anger
Anger and Pain
Tell me can you feel it
in my Veins and in your soul

Luv,

A.D.B.

The wind carried along whispered voices, on its frozen back into the cold fall night. It sailed through the silent and barren graveyard as thick white un-natural fog settled in amongst the gravestones and statues, but hidden way form sight was a man with no nose. He was dressed in barely there silk robes, and he had piercing blue eyes that would turn red when he was angered. He was hidden behind a tall marble angel and could be barely seen in the midnight darkness. There were others around him. They were dressed in tall pointed hats and dark long robes. They stood silently as Magical creators came slowly and gracefully one by one to the ground from the sky. First came a great lion, whose) mane was so thick it looked like a tree full of leaves. Then came the Dragon and the Snake, one was as bright as fire and the other dark as night. Yet the three seemed to wait for something more and it came in the version of a watery Aqua-Wolf, and a sliver winged falcon. Darkness fell onto the animals, as each stood evenly spaced apart from the others in a prefect, round circle. But one more figure appeared in the middle of the five others. She was a Lumos-Phoenix, her feathers shone so bright they were like pure sunlight, and with a flash they were gone. Leaving the Wizards in total, utter darkness.

End Of Prologue

R&R