By shadow-lady65
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, or Jason Walker's beautiful song 'Down'.
I don't know where I'm at
I'm standing at the back
And I'm tired of waiting
Waiting here in line, hoping that I'll find what I've been chasing.
Harry didn't know what to do anymore. Sirius was dead. His last chance at a real family, dead. If that wasn't bad enough, it was HIS fault. If he hadn't been stupid enough to fall for Voldemort's-no, Tom's trap, nothing would have happened.
I shot for the sky
I'm stuck on the ground
So why do I try, I know I'm gonna to fall down
I thought I could fly, so why did I drown?
Never know why it's coming down, down, down.
His friends were ignoring him. He knew, it was on Dumbledore's orders,
but it still hurt. Not one single letter, telling him everything was ok and that they missed him. If they even did. Hermione was staying at the Burrow and they probably had a blast together without him.
Not ready to let go
Cause then I'd never know
What I could be missing
But I'm missing way too much
So when do I give up what I've been wishing for.
Now that he knew the full content of the prophecy, he started doubting his abilities.
How could anyone expect that he, a scrawny, untrained 15 year old boy could defeat the evilest Dark Lord of the century? How could Dumbledore-that old coot?
Harry had never been as angry at the old man as he was now. If he hadn't taken to ignoring him…no, he couldn't think like that. It wasn't Albus' fault.
I shot for the sky
I'm stuck on the ground
So why do I try, I know I'm gonna to fall down
I thought I could fly, so why did I drown?
Never know why it's coming down, down, down.
Oh I am going down, down, down
Can't find another way around
And I don't want to hear the sound, of losing what I never found.
Nothing was going right anymore. The wondrous Wizarding World,
with all it's shines and sparkles, had an even crueller undertone than the Muggle World could ever have. Harry didn't even know, if he wanted to fight for a world,
that had called him a liar, and abandoned him so often. Thanks to them, he never had the chance to be a child. That was all he ever wanted. To be a normal child.
I shot for the sky
I'm stuck on the ground
So why do I try, I know I'm gonna to fall down
I thought I could fly, so why did I drown?
I never know why it's coming down, down, down.
I shot for the sky
I'm stuck on the ground
So why do I try, I know I'm gonna to fall down
I thought I could fly, so why did I drown?
Oh it's coming down, down, down.
AN: Sooo, should this be an intro to an actual story? Or should I keep it like that.?
Though, if I make this into a narrative, it's most likely going to be slash between Harry and Lucius Malfoy. Tell me if you would like that!
Love, Lilith