Okay so here is a sucidalharry oneshot set during the summer after 4th year or well whatever summer really. Slight mentions and hints of Dursley abusing Harry, manipulative Dumbledore, bad untrue Ron and other people but not mentioned.

As I sit and stare out of my prison window I can't help but wonder if you or anyone have been true to me?

In my bloodied hand I hold your letter, funny that I never knew three lines could be considered a letter…

Sorry mate, Dumbledore says we contact you and that you can't come over. Stay with the muggles and indoors.

See you at Hogwarts.

Ron

My hand clenches on the letter staining it further with my blood and further crinkling it.

This letter, note really, says it all. You don't really care for me, none of you do. I am just a weapon, the chosen one, the-boy-who-lived. To you I am fame, I am glory, money, a means to an end, a means to people knowing who you are.

I kill Voldemort and save everyone and you get to have a piece of the glory and worship.

That's all you have ever cared about, it's the first thing you asked of my on the train "do you really have the scar?"

This isolation from our World has made me realise how not one of you actually cares for my welfare, or sees me as a person.

My chest constricts as I shift in my seat. Only half of it is from the raw wounds of my last beating. It's mostly from the pain of realisation of how little I mean to you and everyone else.

But of course the physical pain I'm sure your more than perfectly aware of afterall Dumbledore knows all and he sure as hell knows all about the abuse I suffer here at the Dursleys, me only blood family.

Ah yes… Albus Dumbledore my twinkled eyed master and warden. The one who condemned me here and pulls all of the strings of my fate in his attempt to erase his mistakes in the creation of Voldemort and so he can have his share of glory and power.

But as your note proves you care for none of this and none of my thoughts because to you Dumbledore is always right and the ultimate leader of the light and Voldemort is evil. That is it for you case-closed as I am the weapon to stop the evil and give you fame.

How foolish and naïve I have been to think you my friend!

Well congratulations you can finally have your share of the fame and all that comes with it. For your letter is my final straw I had held on to hope that you cared and were a friend to me but obviously I was wrong.

So now as I die and leave this world I leave you what you want everyone will know you as the one who drove me over the edge.

For you see I can't keep living this lie when no one care for me.

I cannot live and defy my warden and master and I have no one to live for anyway.

On your supposed letter I write my farewell to this life in my own blood as I have no pen, pencil or quill to write with which would not matter anyway as I have no other paper to write on.

I hope that this will make you happy as you with your big and loving family can now have centre stage.

I raise my wand to my temple as the moon reveals itself from the cold dark clouds.

"AVADA KEDAVRA"

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