Hello! This is my very first story I've ever written so please enjoy and review!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter!
Credit to J.K Rowling to the mash-up of quotes I used
I was once told I was freak. I believed.
- " I remember my sister doing those..those unnatural things, the family was so happy a witch in the family!But I knew, just like I knew when that Dumbledoof dumped us with you that night."
My saviors called me the savior. I was doubtful but hopeful .
- Don' ye know Harry ye' famous! The boy-who-lived! Everyone loves yea."
Someone told me Slytherin was evil and never go there
I later learned not to judge a book by its cover.
- " Not a wizard that came out of Slytherin wasn't dark or evil. You-know-who came from Slytherin ya know Harry"-=
- " I would hate to be a slimy Slytherin. They're all evil and deatheaters!"
An announcement was made: stay off the 3rd floor corridor unless you want to die a painful death.
Lets go exploring.
- ' Stuck in this cupboard..will I do nothing between life and death? Just two points in my bleak existence. One that so easily achieved..maybe the fates will grant pity upon my in the peaceful sleep of death...'
He once told me there was no good or evil
I never wanted to believe stuck in my world of hero-worship
- " You're a liar!"
Someone sent me back to my abusers for my own good
My doubt was surfacing
- " Come now Harry, it cannot be that bad my boy, for hard-ships make us stronger"
My rescuers were absent
Beatings grew rapid
Someone told me things have changed, attempted rape and abuse is rewarded with your money now
- " You live in this house as a leech BOY! Those bloody freaks don't know how worthless you are! I bet the head freak will up my monthly payment just to let you breath, consider it your birthday present freak!"
My sanity snapped.
They tried to call me evil for self-defense , instead it was cruel slaughter.
- " You think I'm a freak?! No don't close your eyes dear cousin. I want to look at me as I kill you, I want you to watch as you..lose everything"
Looks like I have no remaining friends or family.
At least my vaults will save money.
- " At least when Potter dies we can get his money, about bloody time!"
They tried to give me the dementor's kiss.
after all it was for the good of the world
- " Harry James Potter is guilty on account of murder and exposing magic to muggles! Bring in the dementors".
My mind says if that's good I'd rather be bad.
Dumbledores' claws ripped from his hold
- ' Even in my death, Dumbledore, I will haunt you. Watch as your biggest mistake triumphs'
Suddenly a mob of black robs and masks filled the room
He came.
The only emotion I felt was relief
Old comrades falling to living shells-I owe the dementors a favor
- ' Oh look, my knight and shining armor has arrived'
Shackled to the hard old chair all I could do is watch
To bad I couldn't take part
- ' SIRIUS, leave, please leave..for me.. '
He come, takes hold and apparates into his study
No words are needed, we know where I stand.
- " Harry Potter, I once thought our positions would be reversed. Didn't I once say your mine to hurt, to do as I please. Well now let us go, I have a war to win.
He wouldn't have shown up otherwise.
The Next Day
I wake up feeling refreshed and energized, that was the best sleep I've had short of being unconscious. While, first time for everything I guess. Rising from the bed I take a moment to appreciate the beauty of the room. King sized four-poster bed with a mahogany desk and book shelf; Simple really, I quite like that. I head to the shower to wash. Resting my head on the cool tiles my mind drifts to the trial just yesterday..Why had I never noticed Hermione's incessant nagging or Dumbledore " Calling " me to his office after time I complained of something. Was I that stupid? Sirius..Sirius was the only one who ever cared. I know that now..UGh - I slam my fist on the tile- I begged him..begged him not to the trial. Watching as the dementors sucked his soul from his body as he changed to human form to..- No! Pushing the thoughts out my mind I exit the shower and head to the closet to see if there's anything available. Seeing an entire wardrobe that is empty, I quickly exit the room, calling a house elf to direct me to the Dining hall. I'm bloody hungry. Walking I begin to think over my life.
Right. I was a sheep, with Dumbledore as my herder. Those days are over for sure. Nobody will take advantage or manipulate me again, I silently vow. The training I started in fourth year will be a great help to me. Good thing I never told my " Friends" of my training.
Arriving at the dinning hall, the whole Malfoy clan is there, ironically Tom is sitting at the head table, poor . No one can look like that be called Voldemort in my head. I won't differentiate the two. They are one in the same but this Tom, Voldemort, he's sane. And that's all that matters, I guess.
Time to channel my inner Slytherin. Changing my walk to an arrogant stride -with as much dignity as I can muster with these black and emerald silk pajamas- I greet the shocked but smiling Lord and Lady Malfoy and chow down.
Draco could put 'Uncle' Vernon to shame with those colorings he's changing.
Vernon wouldn't acknowledge Draco's obvious victory anyway.
He'd say it was something freakish and scream for more pork bacon.
Glad those Dursley pigs and piglets are dead - best present I've ever received- their neighbors shouldn't live next to cannibals.
Lucius and Narcissa just glance at me as I hiss to myself in my musings and continue their breakfast.
Probably already deciding to use their common sense and not question their lord. Mr. & Mrs. Malfoy do seem different..not as cold as I've seen them in public; acting like the mother and father they are to be.
When I see Draco open his mouth I decide he doesn't have that common sense
I was correct ( Dead muggles can't always be right) the first words out of his mouth were:
Aha a cliffy ^+^
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Whelp, as you've probably noticed I added/deleted lots to this chapter.