Prologue
I had everything. What ever I wanted, the people closest to me made sure I got it. I was "The Boy who
Lived"...multiple times so they made sure to make me as happy as possible.
The teachers always used the excuse "Oh its in your best interest" and my friends told me to just "Go
with the flow".
My friends...my best friends.
Ron and Hermione, the two most amazing people I have ever had the priviledge of meeting. I met both of them on the
Hogwarts Express in my first year. Since then we have dont everything together, homework, Quidditch, and even to some
extent battling against Lord Voldemort.
Its because of him this whole thing started, Its because of him my parents were murdered when I was an infant. Its
because of him that I lost my beloved Godfather Sirius Black. And its because of him I lost my best friends in the
end.
Well I mean, I guess I cant blame Voldemort completely for the loss of my friends, but I know he played a major role in
the once tight bonds' demise.
As I sit here preparing to tell you all about my "tragic" story about losing all the people I care about, I
can only ask one thing of you...please dont feel sorry for me, but sympathize with everyone else who has had the
misfortune of meeting me.
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