Goodbye Chapter 1: Prolouge, a harry potter fanfic

A/N This a sad angsty tradgy drama. It's much better than my comedies and everything else I've written. This was a one shot, but since people seemed to like it (I got a LOT OF HITS!!) so I made it into a story!!!! But don't worry i won't abandon Harry Potter: My Catboy! I promise Disclaimer: I dont own Harry Potter or anytihng in the Harry Potter franchise! (T.T) Also i posted it before and then delete but now its back!

Goodbye…

Harry's life had ended, it was over. He had never wanted things to be this way, but it spiraled out of his control. Dumbledor had left, Ron and Hermione were so irritated by him that they refused to acknowledge his existence, and Ginny along with eveyone else, refuesed to speak to him. Harry scavenged through his things, searching for a quill and a piece of parchment. He laid out the parchment and began to write, tears welling up in his eyes.

Dear everyone who is or had been dear to me,

By the time you get this letter, I will no longer be with you.. My life has become meaningless, and I no longer feel the need to go on. I truly hope you understand my decision, and do not feel depressed over it. You all meant so much to me, Ginny, Hermione, Ron, Seamus, Neville, Luna, all of my professors, Mr. and Mrs Weasley, Remus, Sirius, Tonks, and even the Dursleys. You all hold a special place in my heart.

By this time, tears were falling on the parchment. Harry forced himself to write on, regardless of his shaking hands,

It is my dying wish that all of my possessions and money be divided among the Grangers and the Weasleys. I hope they all know how much I love them. Also, please, if nothing else, tell the person I hold dearest, I love you.

Wheather he knew it or not, Harry did not write the name of the person he loved on his suicide note. Harry placed the letter on his bed, and reached into his pocket for his wand. His eyes, were so filled with tears that he could barely see.

Harry pointed the wand at himself, and choked out the words, "Avada Kadavra." And with a flash of green light, he was gone.

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Harry awoke surrounded by white light. He couldn't tell if he was currently standing on solid ground, or floating in midair. Although he could no longer feel anything, he had a sense that he was dead.

"Is this heaven?" Harry asked out loud.

"No my dear boy. This is the vacant abyss between the mortal word and heaven." said a voice, echoing around him. It was a soft voice, certainly feminine. Harry was startled, he did not expect anyone to answer him.

"Why am I here? Am I not aloud to pass to heaven?" asked Harry, yelling, hoping the person who had previously answered him, would again hear his question. A woman, clad in pearls and white, laced robes appeared before him.

"No child. You have taken your own life, before it was fated to end. You, stained by the sin of suicide, have been given a second chance, a second chance at life. You will get to relive your last day on Earth, and if you choose to take your life again, you will pass to heaven. However, if you choose to live life on, until the day you are fated to die, you shall." explained the woman.

"Is what you really say true. Can I really give myself a chance to make things right?" asked Harry, pleading and hopeful.

"Yes child. Now go. Return to your last day on earth." answered the woman, and with another flash of green light, Harry was gone.

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Harry woke in his bed, sixth year Gryfindor boys dormitory. Everything had been just as it had when he awoke on this day the first time. It was a overcast, foggy day. Things looked quiet, but underneath everyone was loader then ever.

Harry climbed out of bed. Almost everyone in the dormitory was gone. Harry slipped on his robes and made his way to the Great Hall for breakfast. Things were exactly the same. Every person he passed turned their head and whispered to those surrounding them. Even though he couldn't hear their conversations, Harry knew they were speaking about him and his latest scandal.

Harry took his seat at the Gryfindor table right next to Hermione and Ron. They looked at him and then turned their heads, ignoring him and continuing their conversation.

"Hermione… Ron…" Harry said very cautiously, hoping to get an answer, but without sucess. They just went carried on with their discussion, ignoring the interruption.

"Listen, I'm sorry for everything I've done to you. You can't imagine how much I regret it. I'm willing to do anything to make things better between us." Still, Hermione and Ron disregarded his existence. He hadn't meant to do what he did, but Harry felt as if his friends were abandoning him. After they had become a couple, they rarely made an effort to include him in anything. Harry thought it was just the first stage of their romance, that they wanted to be together, but he was wrong. Time passed, weeks, and even months, and nothing had changed. Harry felt lonely and friendless. The only thing he could think to do was break them up. Unfortunately, his plan had gone terribly wrong, and he ended up loosing his two best friends.

Realizing that this was a lost cause, Harry made an effort to speak with the other Gryffindors, but they too blocked him out too. Harry made one final attempt to make ammends with his friends, but it was hopeless. He gathered his things and left the Great Hall, feeling as if this would be the last time he would see it again, and wiped away a few stray tears.

Harry made his way to the Dungeons, and to the potions classroom. He was suprisingly early. So early, in fact, that Snape hadn't even arrived yet. He took a seat beside the door of the classroom. Snape had locked the door, but even if he hadn't Harry wouln't have gone in anyways for fear of what Snape might do to him.

Time passed and Potions class eventually began. No one wanted to partner with him. No one. Harry sat with the only other person also left partnerless: Draco Malfoy.

"Good morning Malfoy." said Harry trying to be polite, unlike he had the first time they spoke.

"Don't talk to me Potter!" Draco sneered with such disgust. "You know, I never thought of you as a completley horrible person. In fact, you were almost decent, not that I ever showed it. But now! Now after seeing what you did to your own best friends, I don't even want to be seen with you!"

"Draco, you don't understand!" pleaded Harry.

"I think I understand just fine. Just stop talking to me! Understand?" yelled Draco. Harry nodded and his eyes became misty with tears. He stormed out of potions, despite Snape's threats of detention, and expulsion.

The rest of Harry's day followed in the same pattern. It became more and more clear to Harry (space) that he would make the same choice he had the first time.

He stormed to the 6th Year Gryfindor boys dormitory.Harry's life had ended, it was over. He had never wanted things to be this way, but it spiraled out of his control. Dumbledor had left, Ron and Hermione were so irritated by him that they refused to acknowledge his existence, and Ginny along with eveyone else, refuesed to speak to him. Harry scavenged through his things, searching for a quill and a piece of parchment. He laid the parchment and began to write, tears swelling up in his eyes.

Dear everyone who is or had been dear to me,,

By this time, tears were falling on the parchment. Harry forced himself to write on, regardless of his shaking hands,

This time Harry had been able to write in the name of the one he truly loved. Harry placed his suicide note on his bed, and reached into his pocket for his wand. His eyes, so filled with tears, that he could barely see.

Harry pointed the wand at himself, and spoke the words, "Goodbye Draco, good bye everyone." Then Harry, his voice filled with sadness, forced out the words "Avada Kadavra." With a flash of green light, he was gone, and this time, he would not get another chance. Harry finally realized, right before his death, that there are somethings that can never be changed, it's simply destiny.

E/N DID YOU LIKE IT?? R&R!!! By the way the continuation is about how everyone deals with Harry's death and the secrets that he left behind that are uncovered…. HAVE FUN!!!