Life was so unfathemable sometimes that he couldn't take it. He wanted to ask why but that was no good, because there was no answer to that question. He didn't know what to think anymore, there were too many emotions to sort through. What was he going to tell Ron and Hermione? What? He didn't know the answer to that either.

He looked out of the window of the Hogwarts Express. He was going there three months earlier then he would have normaly gone. Dumbledore had thought that he should begin training for a Auror as soon as possiable. Harry agreed, he did need to be able to protect himself a lot better than he did now. Not that he was bad at protecting himself, but a few more curses wasn't going to do any harm.

He sighed and looked at Hedwig. His life, it seemed was going way to fast for him to get a grip on it. He couldn't believe what the prophecy had said, he couldn't believe that he had to kill or be killed. Somehow this didn't seem right for him to have to deal with. He really wanted to scream WHY? But he didn't because he already knew that answer, he knew what he had to do, he knew that he needed to learn how to kill so that innocent people could live. That thought was so strange that he couldn't quite comprehend it yet. Hopefully he had a few years to come to trems with what it really meant. But even that was probably going to be taken away from him.

He heard the lady with the cart come to a stop outside his door, he only got a few things form her. He wasn't really that hungry what with the direction his thoughts had taken him. Life he surmised was uncontrolable as a fast moving river and he would have to go with its flow.