It was a dark and stormy night in Little Whinging, Surrey, in the UK. Laying on his bed, not moving, was a young boy, considering all that he'd been through in his life, he could be considered a young man.

Harry Potter was severely depressed, all of the people he knew and cared about were either dead or badly hurt.

First to die had been his parents, thanks to the betrayal of Peter "Wormtail" Pettigrew. Then his now deceased godfather, who had spent 14 years in Azkaban, the wizarding prison, incarcerated without a trial, that his godfather had gone after Wormtail to kill him for betraying his brother in all but blood, James Potter, and the woman he considered a sister, Lily Potter neƩ Evans to the Dark Lord, who killed them, then tried to kill Harry.

He tried to kill Harry because of a portion of a prophesy that one of his minions had overheard by a drunk descendant of the Seer, Cassandra, and didn't seem to have really inherited the gift.

Harry now knew the entire prophesy, which meant to turn him into a murderer, and since his godfather had just died due to bad decisions on his, Harry's, part, killed by his own cousin, Bellatrix Lestrange, insane follower of Voldemort.

Then, there was Albus Percival Brian Wulfric Dumbledore, the one responsible for casting the charm that hid his parents and himself, using Wormtail as the secret keeper instead of Sirius Black, Harry's godfather, in an attempt to throw off Voldemort's forces, supposedly not aware that Wormtail was, in fact, a marked and loyal Death Eater, and had given the secret to Voldemort.

Somehow, Harry was the only person to ever survive the death curse, the Avada Kedavra.

Dumbledore, the Headmaster of Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry, as well as Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot, the Wizarding Parliament, and Head Mugwump of the International Confederation of Wizards, had claimed that his mother's love and sacrifice is what saved him from the unblockable and unsurvivable curse. Harry doubted that, as he was certain other mothers had died to protect their children that those same children had also died.

Dumbledore was also the reason that Sirius had never had a trial, even after it was revealed that Wormtail was still alive and Sirius was, in fact, innocent of the charges that put him in Azkaban. As Chief Warlock, he could make trials happen or, in Sirius' case, keep them from happening. He was also the reason that Harry had been put with his mother's magic hating sister and her family, supposedly protected by blood wards.

That made him turn to his fourth year, when he'd been forced to participate in the TriWizard Tournament as the fourth Champion, barely surviving until the end when, using his inherent sense of fair play, he and the other Hogwarts' Champion, Cedric Diggory, had both grabbed the winner's cup and then portkeyed to a dilapidated cemetery where Wormtail murdered Cedric, when the order was heard "Kill the spare!"

After he was tied to a headstone, bearing the name of Thomas Riddle, where Wormtail perfomed a ceremony that took bones from Thomas Riddle, the father of Thomas Marvolo Riddle, aka, the dark wizard known as Lord Voldemort, as well as costing Wormtail one of his hands willingly, and forcibly taken blood from Harry, to negate the 'protection' from his mother's sacrifice.

Yet again, he wondered just how the blood wards that Dumbledore said protected him from everyone EXCEPT the people in the house, could provide any protection from Voldemort, now that they shared blood. As usual, Dumbledore brushed off his concerns, treating him like the child that he no longer was, and hadn't been for years.

He bitterly noted that the 'blood wards' did not protect him from the predations of his Uncle Vernon Dursley, his sister Marge Dursley and her bulldog, his fat cousin Dudley Dursley, whose favorite game was Harry Hunting, His gang of thugs would attempt to trap Harry then beat him badly, then complain that his bony frame had hurt his hands, whereupon Harry would be beaten and starved and then shoved into the cupboard under the stairs that had been his bedroom the first ten years that he'd lived there.

Because Dumbledore didn't appear to listen to anyone except himself, he did not tell anyone about the abuse he suffered since being abandoned on the Dursley's doorstep by the selfsame Dumbledore over the protests of his Deputy Headmistress, Minerva McGonagall, who was Harry's Head of House for Gryffindor House at Hogwarts.

That she didn't listen to him, either, meant, while she was supposedly his surrogate mother while at school, she took her lead from Dumbledore.

What was even more frustrating is the school Healer, Poppy Pomfrey, had never noticed, or reported, the evidence of physical abuse, malnutrition and other evidence of this life at what he called Durzkaban. She didn't seem to notice that he was smaller, mostly skin and bones at the beginning of every school year, not reporting it to the relevant authorities, and, he was certain, as many times as she'd seen him with his shirt off, she should have reported it to someone besides the Headmaster. Harry figured that it was probably due to orders from the Headmaster.

With a sigh, Harry turned to his friends. Ron Weasley, his supposed 'best mate', who seemed to use Harry's fame for his own ends, and, as witnessed by fourth year, willing to abandon him at a moments notice. He hadn't figured why the insanely jealous prat had chosen to accompany him. Possibly jealous that he'd miss out on the raise and accolades when they rescued Sirius and get some fame of his own. Not to mention, didn't seem to be too bright, as he was barely passing Hogwarts, and only because he copied Hermione Granger's and Harry's homework.

He turned his thoughts to the end of his fifth year, tricked by Voldemort into thinking that Sirius had been captured and was being tortured at the Ministry Of Magic, in the Department of Mysteries prophesy room. He ran down the list of injuries that the five friends that had gone with him had suffered.

Hermione, the worst of the injuries, catching a weakened spell meant to split her from shoulder to hip, but only causing a deep, difficult to heal cut, with little to no organ damage, thanks to a hastily erected shield.

Next was Neville Longbottom, no longer the bumbling, shy boy he'd met on the train to school, suffering a broken nose and shattered wand.

Then there was Ginny Weasley, Ron's sister and the youngest of the seven Weasley children, a broken ankle.

Her brother, Ron, while suffering an inebriation hex, decided that "Accio Brains" in the 'brain room' was a good idea, nearly dying and having unknown mental damage.

Then there was Luna Lovegood, seemingly untouched, but surprisingly effective during the entire fiasco, uninjured and seemingly unaffected by the entire series of events.

Then, after watching Sirius being blasted through the veil by his cousin Bellatrix, losing the one adult that seemed to care about him, that's why he was laying here on his bed, suicidally depressed.

He looked over at Hedwig, his snowy owl, wondering what would happen to her if he died. He roused himself and wrote a note to Hermione, telling her he hoped that she was getting better and that Hedwig would wait for an answer, but there was no hurry, not to get herself worked up and set back her recovery.

He tied the letter to Hedwig's leg and told her that, should anything happen to him, she was to go to Hermione and stay with her. Hedwig looked at him a little oddly, nibbled his ear, then with an unmistakable nod, flew out the window.

He lay back on his bed and picked up his wand, looking at it and knowing that he'd never be able to kill Voldemort with it, as it was supposedly the brother wand to Voldemort's, not to mention what happened in the graveyard then the wands connected.

With a sigh, he put his wand tip between his eyes, gathering up all his hate of his life, strongly spoke "Avada Kedavra!" A brief flash of emerald green and a rushing sound, a momentary pain, and then his hand fell to his side, wand falling out of his hand, a peaceful look on his face, one rarely seen.

A/N: Sorry about the cliffie, the story isn't done yet, but will be in the next chapter.