Not Who You Thought

Summary- Harrison Potter returns for his seventh year at Hogwarts different. The war was over, but he seemed worse of then before. Rivals are not longer enemies and things once certain are proved false. Why is Harry so different and why is he so appalled at the Headmaster's announcement of a School Musical to uplift the school and celebrate the end of the war. Left up to the sorting hat, Harry is dragged into things he would rather not remember by the schools upcoming show "RENT."

Rated m…. just in case.

Warnings- Contains drug abuse, and mentions of under-aged sex, and graphic drug abuse and Dursley-abuse; Violence and Language, AIDS/HIV, mentions of suicide.

Pairings: contains Het, Slash and Femslash but none are graphic in the least. They are all really minor and not a main part of the story, if you want something more feel free to email me and I will send you alternate versions of how scenes could have gone.

Disclaimer: Sadly Harry Potter and RENT the Musical do not belong to me.

Prologue

Do you believe that your whole life can change in a single moment of time? I do. Our whole lives are altered by the choices we make, the mistakes, and even the choices we don't make for ourselves. It would be so easy to blame it on fate, or hell, even other people, anybody else but yourself wouldn't it? Really though you're afraid to face up to your mistakes, your failures and shames. The world has kicked you down and you hide in a hole blaming others, how brave. Yeah, I make a great Gryffindor. What would people think hearing the golden boy of the wizarding world talk like this? Oh, I'll tell you; they would ignore it, my friends would ask if it was about Sirius, or Cedric or even my parents. Everyone else would say I was an attention seeker, too wrapped up in my own little world to see everything around me. After all what does Harry Potter know of the real world? Everyone "knows" he grew up spoiled, and pampered, worshipped by his family. Everyone "knows" that he wears his heart on his sleeve, and leaves his brain behind. Everyone "knows" that he is just an attention seeking liar, basking in his fame and arrogance behind it.

Doesn't that just show you how much everyone "knows?" They are right on one point however, I am a liar. I have lied my whole life, so why stop after years of practice. Don't mistake me; they are not vicious lies, just meaningless platitudes given to assure others that they hear what they want to hear. After all they see what they want to see, so was I really surprised no one has caught on yet? Not really. As long as I defeated Voldemort, which I did mind you, and not well at the time, no one really cared. The only ones who cared are as fucked up as I am, or were before …..

Anyway, people see what they want, plain and simple. No one questions why I have no decent clothes; no one even questioned why I hated my family when in the end I couldn't even hate Voldemort. No one thought to ask why I am in the hospital wing so much, why Poppy always watched me closely. Why I was so pale and shaky sometimes, why I never talked about my life outside of Hogwarts, or why I never wore short sleeves. Not even my friends, but I guess none are really THAT obvious really. Speaking as a friend though, I would have asked if they had been in the Hospital Wing more times than anyone. Maybe it's just wishful thinking for someone to care, someone to understand or at the very least not judge. I judge myself harsher than anyone, I don't need people reminding me of my mistakes, I could never forget them so why would I need reminding? I guess that's why I don't tell people anything at all, once a little bit comes out the whole thing would and I don't think I could take it, I'm not strong enough to resist taking away the pain the wrong way again. So I will put up a new mask, but really it's the REAL me, the cold, bad-ass, band-member (or ex member as it was the band was gone), and keep all my secrets for as long as I can. Maybe though, just maybe someone will ask me and truly want to know, maybe………..

Harrison Potter.

17 years old.

Not sure of the date.

Living on the streets.

AN- Alright so that was the prologue. If you paid attention you will actually find a lot of clues from it, if not, wait for the next chapters to find out.

Also, Harry is deeply depressed but really he has reached a point where he doesn't care what people think of him anymore and at the same time needs someone who won't judge him for what he has done.