A new beginning
He took a deep breath.
A new year was
approaching. New students. New first years. And not just any
first
years.
There was one, that made his stomach twist.
Harry
Potter.
He was going to see Harry Potter for the first time in his
life.
He feared the meeting. Feared the child.
Harry
Potter.
The boy who lived.
The boy who lived because his love
died. The reason for everything.
Lily's son.
Potter's son. He
shuddered at the thought.
The one who was supposed to be HIS
son.
The boy who lived because of death, because of broken hearts
and broken
promises, empty words.
He sighed and opened the
door, leaving the hot room behind him out to the
angrily growling
storm.
