Hello! Sorry for the delay in updating, but I hope this chapter is at least somewhat worth it. Here's the boy wonder himself, the first chapter I actually wrote. Harry feels a bit like a close friend to me, as I'm sure he does to many Potter fans. I hope I did him justice and captured what I feel like he's feeling in the middle of Deathly Hallows.
ALSO: I forgot a disclaimer. I own nothing except my own writing.
Enjoy!
Dear Harry,
I remember you. Just a year ago, you leaned of a refuge, a safe-haven. You found a home in Hogwarts. Now you've realized that this new world isn't all that you thought. By now, you've undoubtedly realized the danger associated with you, you've faced a form of Lord Voldemort.
That's right, that was just one form. What you don't realize now, or maybe only guessed at, is that Voldemort will be returning. He will be an even greater threat than before, will start a wizarding war unlike anything you've ever imagined.
His main goal? To kill you.
That's right. Right now, you probably don't know what it feels like. You don't know that ever-constant threat, the sound of hundreds of people yelling at you, all saying the same thing: "We're going to kill you, Harry Potter." It used to be all about being disarmed, stunned for a moment or two. Now, where I am, you know that the curse flying over your head is aimed to seriously injure you, physically or mentally. It could be the one curse that kills you in an instant, without warning; it could be the one that kills your friends. It only takes one spell. Many people have died for you, Harry, and the true war hasn't even begun yet.
What's worse is knowing what lies ahead. Because as I sit here in this forest, on the run from the wizarding community and everyone that's intent on killing me, I already know what's going to happen. It's a gut feeling, like I've known it all along. It's got to be me. It's got to be me who faces Voldemort, and I know deep down that I've got to die, that I'm going to die at seventeen. I haven't told anyone yet, no one but you. Because it's going to be you. It will come to a point where you realize that, though death may come too quickly and too painfully, it's not an option anymore to have everyone you love die around you, for your sake.
You may not understand this now, but I'm sure you will.
For now, be content with what you have. Because, you know what? Despite everything that's coming your way in the next few years, despite all of the pain and loss that you will suffer, there's always good in the world. There are lights of hope along every step of the way. Never forget your friends—they are the best you'll ever have. Ron and Hermione will stick with you the entire way. You may have your quarrels, but in the end you'll always come back to each other, because they're going to become your family. So never let go of them. Remember: love is your greatest weapon and it will never desert you.
Best of luck, Harry. Don't be afraid of what's to come: embrace it, for it will make you stronger than you could have ever imagined.
-Harry Potter, six years in the future
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