A/N: Just one simple statement to you so you can get to reading- Remember my last note. Now enjoy :)
The road ahead was winding, twisting, curving until it reached the point that was obviously approaching- war. The conclusion was unclear... It was shrouded in the mist of suspense and uncertainty. Voldemort was getting stronger every day, as was his army- and his plans.
The Order felt lost, though they would never admit it to the opposing side. The death of their leader was a major tragedy, and all would have fell into chaos if it wasn't for the hope they found in Harry Potter, The Boy Who Lived.
This fact brought much more stress to Harry, who felt as though he had to live up to everyone's expectations and win. How was it possible to win, when he felt as though he was losing himself in the process?
Every night, he had the same nightmares and visions crossing his mind- Sirius falling, Dumbledore falling, Cedric falling, his mum, falling- Himself falling. Falling into the despair that he tried so hard to escape from. Others thought he was brave, strong- when, in reality, he was crumbling from within.
A/N: Sorry the chapter is so short... But I will have the next one posted soon!
Yesterday I was on my phone and I couldn't write because the computer was being fixed but I saw your favs and follows, and even though it's just a few, it made my day. I had expected to be a nobody on this site, just writing for fun and never expecting anyone to like what I wrote. So, seeing that people care about what I write and actually enjoy reading it, well let's just say it made me so happy I wanted to EXPLODE!
So, because of that, I feel as though I need to be loyal to my readers and post as much as possible. With summer break starting in like four days, I might even post daily! But that all depends, of course, on what pops up in my life. And before we get to summer break, I have to finish exams :p But I won't forget about this!
Thanks again :)
Breeze