Betrayal

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A/N: I hope that everyone enjoys the story. Please review and let me know if it is good and if I should continue. This is the first story I have ever written so I am still getting into the flow of things. I would like for this story to eventually become a multi-chapter fic. If it does continue it will be a creature slash fic. with Harry as dominant and with two to three submissives. I would appreciate constructive criticism, preferably with nice words and no rude language. Please review! and let me know what you think.

When I was younger I would sit and wish for the day when I would finally be able to leave my relatives house and have a peaceful existence away from them, away from their starvation, the coldness and hurt. I was had made me cook their food since I was four. It didn't matter to them that I could hardly reach the stove and that I would burn my fingers, all they cared about was eating and if I got hurt in the process then it was because I deserved it. I was never taken care of in their home, I was just thrown under the stairs and told that that was more than I deserved for being a "freak." I dreamed of the day when I could find someone to protect me, take care of me, and love me.

Then when I turned eleven that all changed, I found myself dragged into a new world where everyone expected me to be a savior and get them all out of danger. All everyone wanted was for me to do things for them, save them, protect them, some even wanted to marry me, but I knew it wasn't for love. All people wanted was for me to save them from Voldermort, they expected a child to save them all. No one ever cared about how I was doing or what I wanted to do with my life they just wanted me to solve their problems. At this point I figured that I wouldn't make it past my seventeenth birthday, Voldermort would either kill me or I would die in the process, so I stopped thinking about my future and stopped hoping for the love I hadn't found yet.

Although the wizarding world wanted me to save them I at least had my friends to fall back on, at least that is what I thought. I figured my friends would be with me through thick and thin like we had always talked about. That not only would they help me defeat Voldermort but they would still be by my side afterwards, but boy was I wrong.

The long awaited destruction of Voldermort came at the end of my sixth year. After finding out that Draco was on a mission for Voldermort and was being blackmailed with the death of his parents we talked and we decided that I was going to follow him on a night that he was summoned for a meeting, under my invisibility cloak, and kill Voldermort. It went off pretty well except for all the other Death Eaters in the room that didn't know where the Avada Kedavra curse had come from, but we got out without too much damage.

Soon after we returned to Hogwarts, we found a welcome we were not expecting. Not only were there Aurors waiting for us upon our return but all of the people that I had once trusted with my life, now stood before me with their wands at the ready waiting as if I would suddenly attack them.

It had all been a hoax; my entire stay in the wizarding world had been a setup from the very beginning. Everyone I had once considered a friend, an ally had now turned their backs on me, with a few exceptions of course. All they had ever wanted was for me to save them, so they had played the part expected of them and now they showed their true colors. I had waited all my life to find love and acceptance, and when I finally thought I had found it, it turned out to be fake.

Now I would be carted off to Azkaban, but mark my words. I would find a way out, and when I did all those that betrayed me would get their dues, and much, much more.

A/N: Please review and If I see interest I will continue as soon as possible.