I do not own Harry Potter but I do own the other characters they are my little babies and I can't wait for you to meet them

Warnings-Slash, boyxboy, bad language, sexual content, character bashing and all that good stuff.

Don't read if you don't like it, don't complain just move on

~~~~~*Harry*~~~~~

I rush through the halls as fast as my legs will take me. But they aren't going fast enough, I just need to get out of this place now. Nothing else matters I just need to get away. Why? Why me? I thought I could count on them.

~~~FLASHBACK~~~

"Can we just tell mum that we don't want to do it anymore."

"Ronald, you know what mum said. Harry needs friends and people to love him and if we give him that then we get what we want. And all we need to do is pretend we care. And I will be the wife of the Savior of the Wizarding world and you will get the recognition you want. And mum will get the money and we are all happy."

"What about Harry, Ginny. If he finds out-"

"He will be happy too because he won't find out." Ginny sighs. "If I didn't know that Dumbledore was paying you to be his best friend, then I would think you actually care about him."

"We have been through a lot together and maybe I have gotten attached to him."

No Ron, you can't and you know that. After Harry and mine's honeymoon Harry will be called away and he will come to a tragic end. We will mourn him while people watch. And then we get everything he had, only then we can stop acting. Potter is not going to be our job anymore. So stop getting attached."

"I won't, I will talk to Dumbledore and see if he can help me."

"Good."

~~~FLASHBACK ENDS~~~

I thought they actually cared, and I finally had a real family, I guess I didn't deserve one after all. My vision becomes blurred, so I didn't see anyone in the hall until I bump into someone. Which was the last thing I need is someone to see me like this, just more fuel for their gossip.

"Watch it Potter."

I mentally groan when I realize who it was that I bumped into. Malfoy. Fate really must love making my life difficult.

"You're not even going to apologize. I thought your parents would have raised you with better manners." I don't even need to look up to know that he had his famous Malfoy smirk on his face.

Without answering him I just push pass him and keep on going, slower now because I don't want Malfoy to think I'm running from him. Giving him fuel is worse than giving it to the gossips. And I am not up to dealing with him right now. I just need to get to somewhere where I will alone and quiet.

I hear Malfoy behind me saying something but I don't care what he has to say. His insults can't hurt me anymore then Ron and Ginny already did. Who else is just pretending to care? The twins? Bill? Charlie? Arthur? Have I lost everyone?

Hermione might be too, she was so desperate to be my friend. I wonder what she is getting by being my friend. Money probably or even a scholarship, but is being a friend with me worth a scholarship. Being the Boy-Who-Lived's friend may even help her become an apprentice. The twins might be getting money, it could have helped them open their shop. The Weasley's will get more respect for helping me and being my family. Dumbledore got a weapon that hung on every word he said, it makes me sick to know I was so easily manipulated.

I don't know how but I make it back to my room but I do. I slowly make my way to my bed and I just stand beside it for a bit before I collapse onto the bed. Now that there is no one around to take notice I let the tears that I was trying hard to hold back finally fall freely.

"Why me?" I groaned.

The Dursley's were right, I am a freak, and I deserve everything that has happened. My life has given reason after reason why I don't deserve to be happy. I should just stop trying to be since it is very clear that I am not meant to be.

I close my eyes ready to just let this day go away but sleep doesn't come. Then I remember that I put some Dreamless Sleep in my chest. Reluctantly I leave the comfort of my bed to search for the potion, it seems like it will be the only way I will get any sleep tonight. After I find it I go back to my bed then I see it. I look around the room, but there is no one in the room but me. I look back at my bed and see it still there.

I place the potion in the drawer beside my bed, where I can easily retrieve it later, and I sit down on the edge on the bed. I reach over my pillow to hold the letter that found its way there.

A soft humming can be heard throughout the whole house. An eerie tune playing again and again. The occupants of the house pay no attention to the song but to smile slightly as it begins. They find nothing strange with its soft tune.

"She sings." A first voice says.

"It is not singing if there are no words." Says a second voice.

"Doesn't matter, does it? I meant that she is happy or plotting."

"To her that means the same thing."

The first speaker looks up from his book to the door at the other end of the room where the melody came from. Two large black doors guard the singer from prying eyes, and curious minds. He goes back to his book however a soft voice keeps him from beginning to read.

"She is preparing." Says a child.

"Who?"

"Another to guide."

A small sigh comes from the first two speakers, and then they hear the humming stop and the doors open.

"He will need us soon." A musical voice states calmly

"Do we need to leave?" Asks the first.

"Not yet, he will call then we leave." The musical voice replies, and soon after it turns away returning to the room the doors closing behind.

The humming begins again behind the closed doors, and the other three resume what they were doing before as if nothing was said. The child plays of the floor a knowing smile in place and begins to chorus the song.

~~~~~*Harry*~~~~~

I slowly open the letter not knowing if there was a hex waiting for me to open it. But nothing happens so I read it.

My dearest Harry,

You do not know me, nevertheless I know you

I know that right now you feel betrayed and alone as a consequence you feel you cannot trust

I know that the ones you loved and trusted are using you

But I also know that you are special in a way no one else would have thought

You will need us therefore we will come but only when you are ready

We will give you all that you desire

We will give you

Love,

A home,

A family,

A purpose,

And knowledge

You have been lied to and cheated

I give you a chance to finally know who and what you are.

You know how to contact us, your new family

Sincerely,

Your Guide

This has to be a trick. Someone is trying to fool me again. But I don't recognize the handwriting, I don't anyone who has such elegant almost musical handwriting.

But maybe this is something else.

Hope. That is what was written in this letter could be.

But what do they mean by 'what you are'?

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