Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, or Edgar Allen Poe, from whose writing my pen name has been taken. Maybe I'll buy a raven… hmm….

(sorry for the bad attempt at humor.)

Anyway, here's the first chapter of See

See:

Minds

1.

Nobody understands a hero, not even the hero himself. I know this because I was one. I never knew the difference between the mask I wore and my own face. At least I didn't know until I saw it in the mirror one day and took it off.

I have eyes too. Not just orbs of light, of symbolism to go with the storm that surrounds me.

I took off the mask and I saw that everything that I was had been fabricated by larger minds… minds that didn't care about emotion or humans. I saw that my face had been created by minds that saw points larger than life itself. The minds were from some higher world that saw everything and changed and meddled with human pawns as they wished.

I was not angry. I was not anguished or afraid. I put the mask back on and turned away from the glimmering metal surface of the mirror. I might as well play along, for the moment.

My green eyes calmly gazed out the window into the darkness.

2.

I have dreams of one below. One not of ours who sits upon a throne he wishes for not. One who should not know what he has knowledge of. One who rebels against his set game. This cannot be allowed. A pawn should not move on his own. It is against the laws of the game.

I swear by the ever anchoring roots that I will avenge this transgression.

3.

I see everything. I am not the child lost within the woods for no reason.

My dreams surround me, eliciting the ranquous laughter of the sullied. Do they know why they were cast down? It was not an apple, or mystical creature's theft. Can they see my dreams that seem so transparent around them? How much do they really know?

My pure white hair floats around my eyes as I question reality.

4.

I hate that bloody seeker. He always beats me in everything I do. He always does everything perfectly. No one ever sees me. I'm not a genius, not by a mile, but I'm still a human. And proud of it thanks very much.

All I've ever wanted is to shine. And he took it all away from me.

Please tell me what you thought. I do prefer to avoid flames, but assume that they are unavoidable. It's okay to tell me that you hate my fic, but please tell me why you hate it.

-Cried Nevermore