Prologue
The sun wasn't even up and you could hear the sobs a lonely boy who cried. With all his tears, he wanted to drown himself so he could leave this painful world that only wanted him to save them. They'll never see that he is only human, a teenager that only wants to have fun and to hang out with his friends, who only wants to be normal. All they ever see is a tool to fight, to kill, and to give the entire burden, which they don't want to take for themselves.
As the sun came up, all one could hear were his whimpers—the whimpers of a weeping boy, and for what? He cried for his dead godfather; he cried for his fellow dead student; he cried for all the future dead humans that will come out of this stupid war. He cried for the last time. He vowed this to himself. He would stand up for himself. He would avenge all his fellow humans who have perished in the last war and who will perish in this one.
After the sun came up, one could see this young boy, staring out his window with a determined look. He would sweat and bleed and even die for his cause. Only he could defeat the wickedest person in history, and he would do it in the most magnificent way he could. If he were destined to make history, he would make it as memorable as he could. No one would stand on his way, not the headmaster, not his best friend, not even his love for the girl in his heart would make him stand down. He will train, learn, teach even, to control and use his abilities to the fullest.
After this summer, he would prove to anyone that there was a reason why he was called the Boy-Who-Lived. After this school year, he would be the greatest wizard in history, better than Merlin, Dumbledore and Tom Riddle. He will learn it all, even the dark arts. He would learn how to control his coming of age. He would learn how to control his anger and channel the energy it provided.
That morning, he vowed to protect the innocent, to punish the guilty, to avenge the dead, and to kill the traitors. This morning, Harry Potter would be a curse for the evil and a blessing for the good.
From this day forward, Harry Potter would become the man that would change history.
AN: hope you like it
more is on the way
review please
The sun wasn't even up and you could hear the sobs a lonely boy who cried. With all his tears, he wanted to drown himself so he could leave this painful world that only wanted him to save them. They'll never see that he is only human, a teenager that only wants to have fun and to hang out with his friends, who only wants to be normal. All they ever see is a tool to fight, to kill, and to give the entire burden, which they don't want to take for themselves.
As the sun came up, all one could hear were his whimpers—the whimpers of a weeping boy, and for what? He cried for his dead godfather; he cried for his fellow dead student; he cried for all the future dead humans that will come out of this stupid war. He cried for the last time. He vowed this to himself. He would stand up for himself. He would avenge all his fellow humans who have perished in the last war and who will perish in this one.
After the sun came up, one could see this young boy, staring out his window with a determined look. He would sweat and bleed and even die for his cause. Only he could defeat the wickedest person in history, and he would do it in the most magnificent way he could. If he were destined to make history, he would make it as memorable as he could. No one would stand on his way, not the headmaster, not his best friend, not even his love for the girl in his heart would make him stand down. He will train, learn, teach even, to control and use his abilities to the fullest.
After this summer, he would prove to anyone that there was a reason why he was called the Boy-Who-Lived. After this school year, he would be the greatest wizard in history, better than Merlin, Dumbledore and Tom Riddle. He will learn it all, even the dark arts. He would learn how to control his coming of age. He would learn how to control his anger and channel the energy it provided.
That morning, he vowed to protect the innocent, to punish the guilty, to avenge the dead, and to kill the traitors. This morning, Harry Potter would be a curse for the evil and a blessing for the good.
From this day forward, Harry Potter would become the man that would change history.
AN: hope you like it
more is on the way
review please