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Okay, this was going to only be a one-shot, but a certain person changed my mind. Thank you Severus Addicted! I hope you like it!
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Everything Harry knew was a lie. Of course everyone but him was ignorant to that. He never really though that anyone would notice. Like anyone would really tell how shattered Harry was on the inside. No one knew.
Shattered just seemed appropriate. As he sat in this dark, dreary hallway again, for the seventh day this week, he realized just how broken he was. As he cried all the tears he needed. All the tears that developed in his eyes through the day, but he managed to prevent them from falling. All the tears that he would never let anyone know about, because he knew no one would ever understand.
Harry sighed, turning to look at his guitar placed next to him. It was silver, green, and black. Slytherin colors.
Harry always wondered if he truly picked the right house. But every time he sees Snape, the man who loathed him more then description, the head of Slytherin house, he realizes how unwanted he would be there. He was the Golden Boy, the Boy-Who-Lived, or as he called himself, the Boy-Who-Won't-Die.
Yet, Gryffindor was shattering him to pieces and nobody realized. Everyone was just so oblivious to what he truly needed.
No one understands him.
He grabbed his guitar swiftly, not noticing the figure watching him behind the wall, and started playing a faster, harsher tune. Opening his mouth, he began to sing-
Shattering, these pieces are what left of you.
This mirror broke in two, and I feel nothing for you.
If you don't ask why, I won't give you any lies.
Cause when I look at my reflection, I wonder who is me.
I know you'll never understand, and I'm not sure who to be.
You're the reason I'm so lost. You ruined my life.
It didn't come without a cost.
Your ignorance cuts into me like the sharpest knife!
Cause when I look at my reflection, I wonder who is me.
I know you'll never understand, and I'm not sure who to be.
Harry broke off into a guitar solo, becoming faster and sadder by the seconds, and Harry could almost feel his own agony burn from the music. After a few more intense notes, he went back to the normal tune, strumming carelessly.
Just get out of my life, just turn away,
I don't care for you, and someday you'll pay!
Cause I'm breaking down, my heart in numb.
You are trying to make me be who you want,
which is so very dumb.
I will never be able to trust in you,
cause you never say anything true.
You and your lies,
are responsible for my hard past.
You are responsible for my cold, dark, eyes.
Cause when I look at my reflection, I wonder who is me.
I know you'll never understand, and I'm not sure who to be.
You made me hide who I am.
What's on the inside I will never disguise again.
Cause when I look at my reflection, I wonder who is me.
I know you'll never understand, and I'm not sure who to be.
Just get out of my life, just turn away,
I don't care for you, and someday you'll pay!
Ohh…
Shattering…
There goes my past…
Shattering…
On these pieces of glass…
Shattering…
I hope this pain doesn't last…
Shattering…
Harry sighed as he plucked his last note. With an eye roll he realized how ironic it would be if Snape could see how the so-called spoiled Boy-Who-Lived was falling deeper into depression and fear.
"No one will ever understand," Harry whispered into the dark, still night, his head bowed. "I can't be who they want and need. I can't!" Angry tears fell onto his lap. "I am more broken then I realized, I guess." Harry gave a cold, unemotional laugh. "And to think they say they know me like the back of their hand." Harry's head shot up. "But they don't! I'm not who they think, but they don't need to know that. I vow to never show them how much it pains me to live through the day!"
Harry's eyes shined with new determination, and the man hidden in the shadows, hanging onto his every word, almost believed he wasn't shattered. Almost. But he wasn't fooled by the sad tears that lied hidden behind Harry Potter's emerald gaze. He knew that if you looked hard enough, you would never get past the defeated, shattered image. You would never be fooled into thinking he was someone else again. He was Harry. Just Harry. And Severus Snape was more determined on helping Harry Potter realize that then last night. He wouldn't let this fragile boy shatter more then he already had. That was a promise.
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