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Prologue.


April 22nd 1932

Many people look down upon many things. One of the things many people look down upon is me. Yes, they call me a “thing” like I’m a piece of wood on the road, forgotten. They look upon me with disgrace.

I don’t appreciate the looks, the way they talk about me behind my back. Even my pals have turned their backs on me. They’re not usually the ones called backstabbers. But, my world has changed since they were the first people to know. The first people to know why the whole wizarding world, or should I say Hogwarts, frown down on me.

Although I must say I shouldn’t think it started when I spilled my guts to them, all of this started when I got into the situation I am in today. Some people say I should be ashamed of myself, but I’m not. Am I going to hell for what I did? Should I really be expelled? I don’t know, but I know one thing and one thing only: I am at the breaking point, at the tip of the ice berg.