Looking out through the years,
Things these months have really changed.
Now with eyes full of tears,
In his mind he feels estranged.
Loved ones plenty have been lost,
Loves bonds totally tested.
In the end whate’er the cost,
The Dark Lord must be bested.
With the knowledge from his mentors,
He must face unknown horrors.
Fear might come from Dementors,
He will be the peace restorer.
Now no time to be afraid,
Onward he must go alone.
Now his friends must be swayed,
Later he would then atone.
Now the journey must begin,
With some help then he will win.