Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. .Wish I did but alas I don't This story isfor entertainment purposes only.
Harry Potter sat at the Gryffindor table with his friends and just thought.
"Why me? Why should such a burden be placed upon my shoulders? Why should I be the one to save the Wizarding World? Why?
"..ry..arry..HARRY!" The sound of someone calling his name jotted him back to awareness.
"Harry are alright?" ,Hermione asked concerndly.
Harry shook his head to clear it. " I am fine Hermione. I'm going back to the common room."
Ron looked up. "Are you sure mate? I can come with you." Harry shook his head.
"No ron you can finish your dinner, I'll be ok."
Harry got up and started walking towards the doors to the Great Hall. As he left he could hear people whispering about him.
"He's a liar, you know who isn't back, he's just saying it for attention." "My mum didn't want me to come back this year because of Dumbledore and Harry Potter's lies." "We all know that he killed Cedric, he's a murdering bastard."
At that Harry stopped and turned toward the Hufflepuff table where that particular comment had come from.
"You better shut your mouth, you don't know what I went through that night. Voldemort murdered Cedric Diggory in cold blood and I was there to see it. YOU ALL THINK THAT I WOULD BE CAPABLE OF KILLING ANYBODY? ALL I COULD DO IS STAND THERE AND WATCH HIM BE MURDERED BY THE SAME PERSON WHO BETRAYED MY PARENTS TO THAT MONSTER. YOU KNOW WHAT I DON'T CARE IF YOU BELIEVE ME ANYMORE. YOU GUYS CAN SAVE YOURSELVES. I'M OUTTA HERE!" With that Harry walked out of the Great Hall and up to his common room.