A/N Hello readers, I'm not that big on Author's Notes, but just letting people know that I've hit Writer's Block on my other story Jak and Daxter: Changing Time, so I'm sorry if I've disappointed anyone. Please review either fic, and Peace Out!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter
No More Sorrow – a Songfic
Harry sat in his room in Privet Drive, the letter from Dumbledore balled in his hand. He was coming tonight.
Are you lost in your lies
Do you tell yourself I don't realise
It was the summer after his fifth year of Hogwarts, and Harry was lamenting the loss of Sirius. The loss had woken him up to all that Dumbledore had failed to tell him, failed to prepare him for. Even after all of his lies, it seemed Dumbledore expected him to take the sob story and that would make it alright.
Dumbledore seemed to think that giving Harry the information he sought after all these years would make it right, but it was useless now that he had already lost so much, and no amount of information would bring back his Godfather or his chance at a semi-normal life. Or a healthy life. Or a life that wasn't utterly miserable.
You're crusade's a disguise
Replaced freedom with fear
You trade money for lives
Harry reflected on himself, on how he had been acting. It was rather obvious in hindsight that his worldview of the Wizarding World and Dumbledore was askew, as he had held it in his heart that Dumbledore and the school he ran saved him from a life with the Dursleys. All it took was a few choice words from Hagrid and a meeting with the Weasleys (what were the chances that would happen?) to firmly ingrain the ideals of Right and Wrong, Light and Dark.
I'm aware of what you've done
Draco didn't help matters, but he was a just bratty kid, not the root of all evil.
Knocking downstairs shook him out of his thoughts. Harry heard his uncle curse, fall out of bed, and stomp down to the living room, presumably turning the light on and wrenching the door open. Harry scowled, and got off his bed to meet the Headmaster, his wand held tightly in his clenched right hand, the letter dropping to the floor forgotten.
"Good Evening, you must be Mr Dursley. I daresay Harry has…" He trailed off as he saw Harry reach the foot of the stairs.
No, no more sorrow
I've paid for your mistakes
Your time is borrowed
Your time has come to be replaced
"Harry, my boy, what ever is the matter?"
"Dumbledore, Dumbledore. Wherever do I start?"
I see pain, I see need
I see liars and fiends
Abuse power with greed
"How about the fact that the only reason I'm here is to clean up your mess! Why didn't you put Tom Riddle down like a rabid dog the moment he became a serious threat! That little stunt of yours – wishing the problem will go away so you can save him for the Greater Good - cost me my parents, and my normal life!
And then, you couldn't even let me be raised as a healthy boy learning magic at a young age to avenge their deaths, or even tell me the whole story so I could work with it. Are you TRYING to ruin my life?"
I had hope, I believed
But I'm beginning to think that I've been deceived
Harry trained his wand on Dumbledore
You will pay for what you've done
"Harry, calm down my boy, think this through. You are currently an underage wizard, and there's the Statue of Secrecy to think about."
Harry's eyes hardened, his resolve was firm.
No, no more sorrow
I've paid for your mistakes
Your time is borrowed
Your time has come to be replaced
"Now, Harry, I was going to make you Quidditch Captain this year, and I hardly think that your Aunt and Uncle did anything to inspire this amount of aggression. I am the Headmaster of Hogwarts, if you care to recall, I am fully within my rights to..."
Thieves and Hypocrites
Thieves and Hypocrites
Thieves and Hypocrites
"I just want the lies to end Dumbledore, can you understand that? It means that one of us has to stop."
No, no more sorrow
I've paid for your mistakes
Your time is borrowed
Your time has come to be replaced
Harry looked at his wand, and in response to a need, it began to spin in the palm of his hand
No, no more sorrow
I've paid for your mistakes
Your time is borrowed
Your time has come to be replaced
"I just want it to END!"
Your time has come to be replaced
Harry began to shake as his eyes began to glow and his magic became visible.
Your time has come to be erased
The wand emitted a green light.
