Breathe- Chapter one
AN: Harry is giving up He finds nothing and refuses to move on with the mission Dumbledor has presented him. Each chapter is written to a song
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry potter or the rest of the characters in the book those all belong to J.K.Rowling and her genius mind, nor do i own the lyrics and songs of any artist used in my fic
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The stone had been placed on the russet earth in which now laid a peaceful looking dobby. Harry potter stood and moved to sit by the coast his mind numbed. The boy who lived felt as if nothing more could go right in this journey and that is the way his thoughts remained.
" harry, come inside wont you" came the voice of none other then Ron Weasley's Older brother Bill, the scars that passed over his face stretched as bill sent him a tired smile
"right." Harry said and stood moving into the cottage that was Bill and Fluer Weasley's home . Hermione Granger lay up stairs in a bed asleep Luna Lovegood sat in the room with her. Griphook and Ollivander in a second room the goblin regrowing bones and ollivander resting. On the couch in the living room laid a pale Ron weasley, Harry potters Best friend.
What am I doing here, I nearly got Hermione Killed, Ron probably hates me, I am endangering them all. Dobby is dead, Dumbledor is dead, Sirius is dead. How many more are going to die because of me? I am not cut out for this job, im sorry dumbledor I am not strong enough to defeat voldemort
"harry, are you alright" asked fleur, as she handed him a tray of food
" I am fine I just… need some air" harry rushed out, he then stood and went to exit the room, then the house, he sat once more lost in thought as he looked out at the waves. His scar ached but the ache was numbing, the pain was nothing anymore, his mind was numb to any thought but what he must do, there was no other choice.
If I give myself up this will all stop, they wont go after my friends anymore, all of my friends will be safe and alive, I must. But where?Hogwarts? No that's where some of my friends are, I cant go to the burrows, he will massacre them all. I know. Godrics hallow I can be with my family finally.
With that last thought he disapperated and appered infront of his parents house. The ruins stood befor him almost welcoming, he stepped through the gate where the people had given their best wishes
"good luck harry… yea right" a single tear rolled down his cheek as he went to the front door "here I am voldemort, right where you wanted me the first time, why don't you come and take me" at first it was a whisper in the night befor he screamed out "Come and Take me Why don't you!"
Harry opened the door of his old home and stepped insde for the most part the building stood but the roof had holes placed in it and the back bedroom was missing half of its walls from being blown out, His room.
The couch was in front of a large picture window where Voldemort had killed his father, no problem no words, just the killing curse and, flash, bang, James potter died on that spot.
Harry walked through the house. Into the bedroom that held a crib that had defiantly seen better days, pieces of wood seemed to have been missing, cracks and chunks looked white against the mahogany finish. This had been where it happened. The last killing curse voldemort murmured before his body was first destroyed. But he came back, because of the horcruxes he came back.
"Come Get me Voldemort, Finish what you started why don't you" there was pop outside and harry closed his eyes preparing for the final moments. He could hear the door creak open and then a flash of light, this was the end.