Hello everyone this story was originally a one shot and now I'm redoing it to be an actual story so please read it and respond.

Disclaimer: I don't own harry potter and will not be making a profit off of this story.

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Today is my birthday and all I can think about is the death of the only person that can give me a chance to have a family. The only thing I can think of as something good that has come from this summer is the fact that because of the threats from the order at the train station the dursleys are now paying me for the work that I do around the house. It's not much but it's enough so that I was able to buy something to entertain myself in the time I'm not working either for the dursleys or doing chores. Since my chores are finished and I have no mail from my friends to read again this year im just reminessing about what has happened since I started Hogwarts. The time when Hagrid first brought me to the leaky cauldron so as to get to diagon alley. The moment Tom the barkeep first said that it was me hundreds of people came rushing over just to see me, this of course confused me to no end because up until now the less anyone saw of me the better. There was almost a riot by the time that Hagrid was able to get me out of there.

Once we reached the school the whispering and the pointing finally got to me and I found out that in a small way I only got extremely annoyed every time it was done.

In my second year I was once again the talk of the school. That year however instead of the star struck idiocy that was my first year it was fear that I would target ant random person to be petrified, this of course is because I am the feared evil heir of slytherin, and destined to be the next dark lord, all because I was parcelmouth. This is my first taste of just how just how much the public loves to see a hero fall.

In my third year my god father escaped his un-deserved imprisonment in hell, other wise known as the prison Azkaban. At this point im back on the pedestal, to this I can only give a very sarcastic whoo-hoo, and every one is telling me that I need to take care of my self.

In my fourth year I was dragged into a god awful international tournament. But no this isn't bad enough I can't just be normal and get thrown into a tournament under the age restriction, I have to be the FOURTH competitor in the TRI-wizard tournament, Yay me, again there is some major sarcasm. Honestly what kind of competition for students makes you take an egg from a very angry, very big dragon, have them find a way to save one of the people that mean the most to them from a the bottom of a lake with a giant squid, merpeople, and god only knows what else, and finally go through a giant maze the has a sphinx, a science experiment gone wrong which was donated by our magical creatures professor, and an acromantua. Also on top of that I was feeling the love hate relation ship that comes with fame, they all love to hate the famous people, what ever.

Of course the latest year in my life had to be the worst yet, it seems to be a going theme. This year we had the biggest witch, in the derogatory sense of course, that ever existed. This added to the fact that the fallen hero complex reaching a new level with the paper making me out to be an attention seeking lunatic would have made my year bad already but it only got worse. First, my godfather dies before we can prove his innocence and I can get a family, then my old goat of a head master Albus Dumbledore tells me that there is a prophecy saying that neither me or voldermort can live while the other survives and it will be a choice of kill or be killed for me. Yup, my life sucks.

Going through memory lane, I think I have decided what my birthday wish will be this year, they haven't come to pass yet but you never know when they will finally come true. At that moment an owl flies right through my window and drops me a letter from Dumbledore. I open it and it reads:

Dear harry

I realize that you are probably mourning the loss of Sirius like we all are and you are extremely, with this in mind I feel that it is best that you stay at your aunt and uncles house for the remainder of the summer. We will speak of your trangressions at the Department of mysteries (sorry if that not what the place is called kinda having troubles with remembering it) that me and the rest of the order are very dissapointed in you.

Sincerely

Albus Dunbledore

(please insert your titles you self cause I just stopped paying attention to them)

What the fuck is that old shit thinking leaving me with these assholes for another month that's it I've decided on my birthday wish. My wish is that I just wanna live. And god help anybody trying to stop me from getting it.

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That is the first chapter of my story now I'm gunna need some feedback, next chapter is the usual 'Harry goes shopping in diagion alley chapter' so Im gunna ask for some feed back in two things:

I want to add some romance and I would like a vote on with who, the only stipulations on choices are no ginney, Hermione, or cho. My personal favorites are bellatrix and tonks, but I can handle almost any other pairing, also don't shy away from a multipairing suggestion.

What type of new pet should Harry pick up? Nothing cliché please

Animagus froms, just know that I will ignore phoenix, panther, dragon