A/N- YAY! First song-fic and first Harry Potter fic! I know that I wrote Harry a little out of character…but hey I tried!

The song is Superman (Its Not Easy) by Five For Fighting.

Disclaimer: I own nothing.


I can't stand to fly

I'm not that naïve

I'm just out to find

A better part of me.

Harry potter slammed his fist against the wall, causing his owl, Hedwig, to look up at the sudden loud noise.

"Sorry Hedwig," he mumbled his apologies to her. He laid on his bed, looking up at the ceiling of his bedroom at Number Four Private Drive.

I'm more than a bird

I'm more than a plane

I'm more than a pretty face

Beside a train

He rolled over to his side, facing his bed side table, where two pictures, one of his parents, the other of Sirius.

Sirius…

Harry had lost Sirius to Bellatrix just a few weeks ago. That night in the Department of Mysteries still seemed like a dream, no a nightmare. One that he would never wake up from.

And its not easy to be me.

He was the Boy Who Lived, he was Harry Potter. He watched his Cedric and Sirius die, and his parents died when he was only a baby. The closest thing he had to a family was Ron and Hermione; he didn't consider the Dursleys family.

I wish I could cry

Fall apon my knees

Find a way to lie

About a home I'll never see.

Harry felt like crying, but tears wouldn't come. Why did I have to be Harry? Why does everything awful always happen to me? Why does everyone I love die? All these thoughts went through his head.

Maybe if he just stopped loving…

It may sound absurd but don't be naïve

Even heroes have the right to bleed

I may be disturbed but won't you concede?

Even heroes have the right to bleed

And its not easy to be me.

Harry gave a sigh. All he wanted was to be with Sirus, but that was impossible. There was no spell to bring back the dead, but…

Up, up and away

Away from me

Well it's alright

You can all sleep sound tonight

I'm not crazy or anything.

No, that was just a stupid idea. He couldn't commit suicide, he had to defeat Voldemort. Without Harry, Voldemort would take over the Ministry, and take over the Wizard World. He had to keep holding on, for the Wizard World

I can't stand to fly

I'm not that naïve

Men weren't ment to ride

With clouds between their knees.

He only had to make it though the summer, until he could get back to Hogwarts, where all his thoughts of suicide and Sirius would be forgotten.

I'm only a man in a silly red sheet

Digging for Kryptonite on this one way street.

Only a man in a funny red sheet

Looking for special things inside of me

The days passed and things got a little better. He kept himself busy as an attempt to keep sirus off his mind.

Only in his dreams would he think of Sirius

Inside of me, inside of me, yea

Inside of me, inside of me.

As the summer holidays came to an end, and Harry was about to start his sixth year at Hogwarts. He vowed that this year, no ones going to die, he wouldn't allow it.

I'm only a man in a funny red sheet

I'm only a man looking for a dream

I'm only a man in a funny red sheet

And its not easy to be me.

Being Harry was hard, but he'd except it, he'd save the world.

Its not easy to be me.


Sorry if the spacing is a little wierd. this is only my third fanfiction so im not yet used to how the spacing works... Please Review and tell me what you think! but please be nice :D