Dear Everyone, I hereby sentence myself to death. I've spent so much of my young life being everyone else's hero, their golden boy, that I've lost my true sense of identity. I've tried to be perfect for so long that I've forgotten why I even tried to be perfect in the first place. Now all I am is worthless and disgusting. My lover left me and I am indeed very alone. Hermione and Ron seem to be ecstatic with each other, so where does that leave me now, I ask. 'Mione, Ron, don't blame yourselves. The jury has made its decision.

I've written separate letters to everyone who was important to me- don't be surprised when you see Draco's name. Well it's nearly dawn so I suspect I must do what I have to do. Don't cry for me.

~ Harry Potter, The Boy Who Lived But Really Didn't

A/N: Hey everyone! This is my first Harry Potter fiction and I'm hoping it doesn't suck. Please Review! Haha I'm listening to Pukey! THE USED ALL THE WAY! TFG- You r the best, yup I'll defiantly share my bitter Slytherin anyday!