Harry woke up to a regular sight, Ron snoring. He slipped out of his bed quietly and walked over to his trunk. 'Why cant I have a normal life?' he thought to himself as he caught a reflection of his scar in the mirror. The scar that ruined his life. The scar that represented that he was 'The-boy-who-lived', and that he survived the attack that his parents died in. The scar that made him famous, he hated it.
He bent own and slowly, and quietly opened his trunk. Then he saw it, the invisibility cloak Professor Dumbledore had given harry in his first year. The first thing he had gotten that had belonged to his father. He didn't deserve all the things he had. He didn't deserve the friends he had, or even the money he inherited from his parents. 'Everyone would be better off without me anyways, professor Lupin had Tonks and Sirius had Remus; Nobody would miss me.' But thats what he thought.
Little did he know that the decision he was about to k=make would change everything he had ever known. He didn't know that his decision would affect so many people. He was going to leave. Leave and never come back. He walked over to where he kept his quills and parchments ad began to write
'To Whoever Finds This,
I cant take it anymore. Everyone here sees me as a hero; and the boy who defeated Lord Voldemort, but im not. In reality im just a regular 17 year old boy who needs to be able to act like one. I haven't had time to be a kid! From living with the dursleys to coming to Hogwarts I haven't ever been a kid! I need to go and live my own life in the muggle world. Without any interference from the wizarding world. I might come back one day. I might not, but I do hope that you will respect my wishes and not come looking for me or send any letters.
H. J. Potter
he looked over the note and found it acceptable. He placed it on his pillow and started to pack his trunk, but stopped thinking that he would just guy new things and that he didn't need any reminders.
He walked quickly and silently to Dumbledores office since it was the only office that had a fireplace hooked up to the floo system. He grabbed a handful of floo powder and threw it down saying 'Gringotts' he appeared in the next second and went up the the desk where Griphook sat, "Can you make Galleons into Pounds?" harry asked and got a yes in reply. Once he exchanged his money he took one last look around and then he apparated.
Hey guys! This is my first FanFiction in awhile! Please review and tell me if I should keep on posting! I need a new beta! Reviews make me happy! And that makes me post things quicker! Chapters will get longer after i get the story going!