"You took my heart and my soul, all I have is your memory, and as long as it doesn't leave me, its all I'll ever need."
People don't understand how it feels to be used, or unwanted, unloved, but that's what I am. Everyone expects me to protect them, they control my life so that I am perfect for the plan. I was placed with my relatives who hate me so that I'd be grateful to the man who 'saved' me, willing to do anything. I was used for money and fame and monitored by those I thought were my friends, I wasn't aloud to figure out the plan after all.
I am Harry James Potter. I am all of those things. I'm supposed to be happy. I'm supposed to be a hero. I'm supposed to save the world. I'm supposed to be a lot of things, but had I not been stopped then all I would be is dead.
Three years ago I tried to kill myself. I'd cut my wrists already, blood was dripping steadily down my hands but it wasn't fast enough. I ran from my little alcove on the seventh floor, to the astronomy tower. I was going to fly, one last time. In hindsight I should have stayed where I was but at the time all I wanted to do was fall. To feel the wind rushing past my face. To feel the weightlessness as I rushed towards the ground.
The thing is, Severus Snape was patrolling the corridors that night, and though he just missed me as I ran, he certainly didn't miss the trails of blood I left behind. Not knowing or caring who it was he followed the trail and reached me just in time to stop me from stepping off the edge. He healed my wrists and ran with me back to his quarters, somehow vanishing the blood trails on the way past. He gave me potions and spent all night caring for me.
I saw the real him for the first time, just as he saw the real me. The me who didn't want to be me. The me who didn't want to be anyone, not anymore. He saved me, for a while.
Okay, originally it was going to be a one-shot, but it was also going to be longer. This just felt like the right time to stop. For my own sake I'm going to write and post at least another chapter but if you want I can do something with it, you'll just have to tell me what you want. I have some ideas of my own but it's nice to know what you want me to write. Also, I wrote the quote for this chapter 'cause I wanted it to mean something instead of being random like the quotes usually are, I just couldn't find any that I liked. .