§ Depths of the Mind
Harry Potter
For once in my schooling, I look forward to going to the Dursleys, if only to spend some time alone. This in no way is saying that I enjoy it there, but it does allow me time to think, to be alone. I've never wanted to be alone before, in fact, I despise it. However, since my godfather's death I find myself wanting time to myself, without my friends.
My thoughts are based solely around one person—Voldemort. He is the cause of all my grief, grief for my family. This last year, he has destroyed my last link to my dead mother and father. I will never forgive him. At first, I sought vengeance upon my headmaster, the puppet-master of my safety. And, after destroying his office, I found myself confronted with everything.
Everything may sound extreme, but it's true. Barely minutes after arriving back from the Ministry of Magic, I was shown why all the events took place, why he was after that damn prophecy. Now it's Voldemort I seek vengeance on. My departure from my friends has only enforced my resolve. I will confront him. I will learn. I will become so powerful that he will not believe his eyes when I shower him with defeat.
I will learn all that I can from my books, stopping by Diagon Alley will be a marker in my learning career. I will delve into the deepest and purest forms of magic, unhindered by any over the summer. Occlumency will be the first of my quests, then most definitely legitimacy, that will be most helpful.
I stare hard at the drive as we pull in. I cannot help but keep my face stoic, else I should lose my resolve. I look forward to this summer, the summer Harry Potter becomes more.
Harry Potter
For once in my schooling, I look forward to going to the Dursleys, if only to spend some time alone. This in no way is saying that I enjoy it there, but it does allow me time to think, to be alone. I've never wanted to be alone before, in fact, I despise it. However, since my godfather's death I find myself wanting time to myself, without my friends.
My thoughts are based solely around one person—Voldemort. He is the cause of all my grief, grief for my family. This last year, he has destroyed my last link to my dead mother and father. I will never forgive him. At first, I sought vengeance upon my headmaster, the puppet-master of my safety. And, after destroying his office, I found myself confronted with everything.
Everything may sound extreme, but it's true. Barely minutes after arriving back from the Ministry of Magic, I was shown why all the events took place, why he was after that damn prophecy. Now it's Voldemort I seek vengeance on. My departure from my friends has only enforced my resolve. I will confront him. I will learn. I will become so powerful that he will not believe his eyes when I shower him with defeat.
I will learn all that I can from my books, stopping by Diagon Alley will be a marker in my learning career. I will delve into the deepest and purest forms of magic, unhindered by any over the summer. Occlumency will be the first of my quests, then most definitely legitimacy, that will be most helpful.
I stare hard at the drive as we pull in. I cannot help but keep my face stoic, else I should lose my resolve. I look forward to this summer, the summer Harry Potter becomes more.