AN: Don't own Harry Potter [[sadly.
Prologue:
"Do you know what it's like to feel numb? Or fake?"
"Yes. All too well, I'm afraid."
"Sometimes...You need to... Just to remember you're alive."
"So, that's why you...?"
"...Yes. But, I'm looking for a new addiction..."
Harry shot up in his bed, gasping. What had happened? In his dream... He'd woken up because he'd felt as if he couldn't breath. It had felt like his heart had stopped beating. His head was light as he looked around his dark room. Nothing would have been able to bother him. Hedwig was in her cage, and no body dared come into his room these days since the Dursley's had NO idea he still wasn't allowed magic outside of school. They thought that they'd made him a special case, being famous and all in his world...
What had he been dreaming about? He was talking to someone, but he couldn't picture who. It seemed to be a girl, but it wasn't Hermione. Ginny? Cho?
Now, his heart stopped again, and he went cold. Cho had been his first kiss. He'd liked her a long time. But, it felt wasted. She still couldn't get over her dead exboyfriend. Hermione was with Ron, and he was happy for them... He just wished he could feel their happiness.
With that thought also came tears. He, Harry Potter, The Boy Who Lived, survivor of Voldemort, winner of the House Cup, the most famous teen in the wizarding world...couldn't find anyone to share anything with. And yes, he cried from his loneliness.
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Summer with the Dursley's now was quiet. Like said earlier, they avoided him at all costs. He didn't know which he cared for more. This way, he had peace and quiet. But also, it seemed like he'd forgotten the sound of his own voice. He never talked to anyone anymore, except for Hedwig, and that made him feel just a little crazy.
Until, finally, a letter came for him. It was from Hermione telling him to meet her and Ron at Kings Cross the next day. He was going to stay with them at Ron's for the remaining two weeks of summer and get their school supplies together for next year. Harry was so excited to finally have human contact; he packed within an hour after getting the letter. He couldn't wait...
But, his heart slowly sank to his feet as he remembered suddenly: Ron and Hermione would be a couple.
It wasn't the fact that his two best friends were romantically involved with each other that bothered him… Or was it? He knew they wouldn't parade the fact around in front of him, let alone anyone. Perhaps it wouldn't hurt… That bad.
With nothing left to do, Harry collapsed on his bed, and waiting for tomorrow.
Sorry this one was so short,
I don't have much to write about until they get to the train, honestly
Or at least until I add more characters.
R&R plz.
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