Okay so I wanted to apologize in taking so long to update my other stories However, I believe this story might help get rid of my writers block. Without any further ado, onto the story!

After finishing his conversation with Mr. Weasley after he returned home, Harry returned to the meal that Mrs. Weasley has given him, his mind pondering the newspaper that he brought with him from the house Horace Slughorn was hiding in. He didn't know why, but something about the title of the article caught his attention.

Harry knew he wouldn't be able to read the article immediately, as it was quite late and the warm meal filling his belly was starting to make him drowsy. After bidding Mrs. Weasley good night, Harry quietly trekked up the stairs to the bedroom he would be sharing with Ron. Harry didn't even bother changing his clothes before falling asleep, only managing to kick off his shoes and remove his glasses before the sweet embrace of sleep claimed him.

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It had taken a couple days before Harry had a chance to sit down and peruse the article titled "THE SAINGS OF SOUTH BOSTON". After reading it and knowing what the McManus brothers had done, all in the name of self defense at first before turning towards ridding the world of what evil they could, Harry couldn't help but agree with what the brothers had decided to do. In a way, it was similar to what he was having to deal with.

The black haired youth wasn't sure if he would be able to take the life of another human being, but he squashed that thought surprisingly quickly. Leaning back into the cushions of the couch, his eyes looking upwards at something only he could see, Harry came to an epiphany.

He knew what the power Voldemort knew not was. It was the constitution, the depth of faith, to go as far as is needed to protect the ones he loved. (1) Voldemort had no one that he loved other than himself. The idea to do everything he could to save another person would seem as strange as a goblin and a centaur falling in love to the bastard.

Emerald green eyes hardened as the jaw below them set fiercely. One hand reached towards the ceiling while the other lightly traced the scar upon his brow.

"Destroy all which is evil, so that which is good may flourish."(2) Harry clenched his hand as he whispered his new found mission. "I'm coming for you, Tom Riddle. Come hell or high water, I WILL end you."

Alright, so this chapter is a bit short for my standards, but it got the point across. I hope you all enjoyed what is essentially a teaser trailer and are excited about where this may lead. I may work on this exclusively for a while until my muse helps me with my other stories again. See you all next time!

1: this quote from Noah seemed appropriate, considering how much Harry wants to protect those precious to him.

2: this is what the brothers said before they started their crusade. It seems only fitting that Harry come to the same realization of what needs to be done.