A/N So just a short little oneshot, came from a little plotbunny that would not stop tormenting me until I wrote this. I like it, it's kinda different, kinda sad, little bit strange perhaps :D I really do like it though. Reviews would also be LOVELY :D Also, check out my other stuff if you will ;) (YAYA for shamless plugging :D )
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Harry Potter is the brainchild of J. and her only. If I was that talented, would I really be writing these fanfics? No. I own only Jasper and the plot.
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Jasper sat in his cold, dark room, nearly bent double from the pain.
His dad had beaten Jasper again, purely because he was having a bad day at work and Jasper was his one regret, the blot on his perfect lifestyle.
To the outsider, Jasper didn't exist. Noone but those close to his family knew about Jasper's existence and his little...problem.
Jasper sighed and then winced in pain. It wasn't his fault he wasn't like his siblings, his parents golden children who excelled at everything they did. Jasper on the other hand, had only achieved being able to stop crying around an hour after he'd been beaten up.
It wasn't much, but it was Jaspers.
And now he didn't know how to carry on. It was hard, everyday was hard. Just seeing his father's hatred of him and his mother's disappointment in her eyes everytime Jasper looked at her just killed him a little more.
If Jasper was going to be entirely truthful with himself, and living with the family he did Jasper often was, he couldn't see a future for himself. Everything his parents had ever said about him and people like him proved this.
Jasper sighed and winced again. He was 15 years old and didn't know how to live life anymore. Jasper glanced out his window and saw his two brothers who were home for the holidays, playing quidditch perfectly like the perfect children they were. His older brother and Jasper's twin, better known as the golden children in his family.
Jasper and his twin were identical in looks as well as both looking so much like their father. In personality however, they were as far apart as could be.
Tears started rolling down Jasper's cheek. Inside he knew this had to be the end, he couldn't carry on anymore. It would be a lot better for everyone, and Jasper wouldn't have to suffer constant pain anymore, trying to find some will to live.
No, he wouldn't carry on, couldn't carry on. He picked up the gun he'd been fingering and placed it against his temple.
As Jasper pulled the trigger, one last thought flickered through his mind.
Who knew that the great Harry Potter, the boy-turned-man-who-lived, the saviour of the wizarding world, could abuse his squib son so much that he could see no way of carrying on.
A loud gunshot reverberated through the Potter house. James Sirius and Albus Severus looked up momentarily from the quidditch game they were playing. Ginny Potter glanced at her husband who frowned back. Lily Luna paused, barbie in hand.
Jasper's world slowly turned black and he was finally happy after 15 long years.
A/N so hope you enjoyed reading that as much I loved writing it. REVIEWS? It would be like my birthday and christmas rolled into one, praise, criticism, whatever. I just want to know what people think of my writing as it's only my 2nd Harry Potter oneshot, or indeed only my second oneshot :D I love writing them though :L Anyhow, REVIEW MON AMIS :D
