A/N and Disclaimer: This story is SOOOOOOO different than my other stories. I have no clue how I thought up the idea. Actually, I was listening to the Backstreet Boys when I thought this up. I know the song says "she" and the story is about a boy, but the song fits to well. J. K. Rowling owns all characters except for the person who narrates. Actually, I don't know who narrates this. "Lucky" belongs to Britney Spears and whoever else it belongs to. Review please!Lucky
Early Morning,
she wakes up
Knock, knock, knock
on the door
When I came to Hogwarts when I was fourteen, I thought Harry Potter lived a good life. All my friends and I wanted to be just like him, with all that fame and money to his name.
It's time for makeup,
perfect smile
It's you they're all
waiting for
I never knew how much pressure was on him every minute of the day. All the teachers expect him to get perfect grades because he defeated Lord Voldemort, and they expect him to be a good role model for the first and second years, because he's a celebrity. If he makes a mistake, every one gives him a hard time about it, especially if he loses a Quidditch match or if he loses even one point from Gryffendor.
They go. . .
"Isn't she lovely, this
Hollywood girl?"
And they say. . .
All the girls want Harry to be their boyfriend, even though they know he's with Hermione. They don't really know him. All they see is the fact he's famous, and maybe his dazzling green eyes. They don't see his fears, his insecurities. They can't comprehend the fact Voldemort is looking for him. They can't seem to see he has to live parts of his life in fear, a fear none of us really do understand. All they see is a famous boy with amazing eyes.
She's so lucky
She's a star
But she cry, cry, cries
In her lonely heart, thinking
If there's nothing missing
in my life
Then why do these tears come
at night?
I have seen Harry Potter cry. Everyone, even me before I met him, thinks he is the big, strong hero who saved us from Voldemort twice, the Quidditch hero who has won so many victories for Gryffendor. No one knows he has a very sensitive side. On Halloween, Harry left the feast early. Hermione and Ron followed, wondering why he had left early. No one noticed the three leave. I also left the feast a little early, only because I was tired and wanted to sleep. As I slipped through the portrait hole silently, I heard sobbing. I turned around and saw Harry crying over a photograph album. I wondered why until I realized October 31 was the day Lily and James Potter were killed. He really is no luckier than the rest of the students at Hogwarts.
That was the night I realized, I didn't want to be Harry Potter. Even though he was famous, he had to deal with problems with teachers and other students. He also had to watch out for Voldemort or another Dark wizard. He was a very sensitive boy who wasn't afraid to cry, not a tough, mean snob. I think Harry Potter is imperfect which makes him a great friend. So, I really think he is no luckier than the rest of us.