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.