Title: Harry's Wish

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Chapter 1: Harry's Hidden Feelings

"No one gets it. Everyone thinks that I am great. I'm the famous Harry Potter. I didn't even know I was famous until Hagrid showed up. Now every year I have to put up with all of the first years. They point at me and whisper. I know what they're saying. I know that they don't mean to be rude, but they can't realize what it is like. No matter where I go in the wizarding world, everyone already knows who I am. Even Ron wishes that he were me. My best friend doesn't even understand.

"Hogwarts is my home. But I have to put up with so much. Draco Malfoy and his cronies certainly don't make my life any easier. Ron and Hermione bicker all the time. And, every year so far I have had to face Voldemort. My life isn't as glamorous as every one thinks. I don't understand girls by any means, and the only one I've ever dated dumped me because I didn't want to talk about Cedric. And Cedric, I still can't escape the memory of seeing his limp body and I pulled him back to Hogwarts. The only peace I have is the knowledge that I granted his last request.

"So many people envy me, but what I wouldn't do to be one of them. Just for a while, I would love to not be "the boy who lived." For just a while, I wish that I could be me. Not famous, not heroic, just Harry Potter. Even with all the magic in the world, no one could make that dream come true."

"Hey Harry"

Harry turned his head around quickly. Hermoine was standing there, a look of concern spread across her face."

"Hey Hermoine, What's up?"

"Nothing, What's the matter? You look upset."

"No, I'm just thinking about all the homework that I have to do tonight."
"Well, you better get busy, It's already 8 o'clock."

"Okay."

Harry pulled his books out of his bag and set to work. He had to practice his incantations for charms, and he had an essay due for professor McGonagall.

"Maybe I should tell Hermoine. I know that I can trust her. And out of my two best friends she is the better listener. But, I don't want to complain. As far as everyone else can tell I have a great life. I'm famous. If I could switch places with any of them, for just a bit, I know that they would change their minds. Sure, it would take a while for the excitement to wear off. But, eventually it would and they would realize just how hard it is to be me.

"Things aren't as bad as they used to be anyway. Now, only the first years point and whisper. Everyone else that goes to Hogwarts has know me for a while.

"How can they think that I am so fortunate though. I don't understand their logic. I have no parents. The closest thing I had...

"Some people like me because of something that I don't even remember, and some hate me for it. None of them even know me. I have Ron and Hermoine, of course. But, they only understand so much. The Dursley's treat me like crud. No one gets how I...

"HARRY!"

Harry whipped his head around in the direction of Hermoine's voice.

"What!"
"I've been calling you for the past 5 minutes. Are you sure you're okay. You haven't even started your homework and you've been sitting there for half an hour."

Harry looked at his watch. Sure enough half an hour had passed.

"I'm fine Hermoine. I guess I'm just really tired. I'm going to wait and do this tomorrow night."

"But Harry, we have to know our incantations for Charms class by tomorrow."

"All right Hermoine, I'll practice tonight and I'll do my essay for McGonagall tomorrow night."

"Okay."

Harry turned around and looked at Ron who had been quietly observing Harry and Hermoine.

"Hey Ron, do you want to help me practice my incantations for charmed."

"Alright Harry."

They practiced for a while until both of them could cause the other to blush uncontrollably. When they were both satisfied that they would get it right the next day, the decided to go to bed.

"Night Hermione" Harry Called as they walked up to their bedroom.

"Night"

"See you in the morning" Ron called over his shoulder.

They finished trudging up the stairs and fell on their beds.

"Good Night, Harry"

"Night Ron"

"I can't tell anyone. If I tell Ron or Hermoine, they will think that they aren't good friends. I can't hurt them that way. They are awesome. I refuse to do that to either of them. They are too good to me. I just can't hurt them that way."

"Maybe I could tell Hagrid. Hagrid is a great person, and he's always been there for me. But then, what if he thinks that I don't care about him because. I really do. Next to Sirius..."

"Hagrid has almost been like a parent to me. And, he knows that. I can't tell him that I wish I was someone else, because then he will think that I don't want him in my life. And I do. I can't imagine life without Hagrid. Or anyone else that I care about. So, it's settled, I won't tell anyone. No matter what, my feeling would hurt someone that I care about. I will just keep them to myself."

A/N: What do you think? This is my first fan fic, but I've been writing for a long time. I've never attempted a spin off of another story though. I hope that you enjoyed it. Please review. Constructive Criticism is welcome. I don't take it personally. I know that this is mostly boring, but it is just a set up. More action to come later on I promise.