Just to clear some things up.

1. Ron is overreacting. He freaking ditched Harry because he thought Harry put his name in the goblet of fire! He left because he was bored of hunting horucruxes. He will probably come around later on.

2. If you are critiquing this story, can ya do it nicely?

3. I need reviews so I can get suggestions. Not because I'm a 'whiny author who needs reviews'.

I would love to hear ideas, and to get answers to the four questions! They were:

Should someone get revenge on the Dursleys? Who?

Should someone get revenge on Dumbledore? Who?

Who is Harry paired with?

Should Ron continue to be a prat?

Just to let you know, I am getting bored of only a few characters in the story, so I'll be pulling in some favorites, including Draco, Luna, Hermoine, Remus, and more!

Harry's POV

Ron's rejection stung. I know I'm a freak, normal people don't get raped and beaten, but did he have to rub it in? That fucking hurt. I thought we were best mates, then he suddenly just dumps me. I leapt from the hospital bed and followed him.

"Ron... I'm not a fag! I didn't ask for it!"

He turned towards me, face contorted in a sneer. "Wittle Hawwy Pottew, too weak to defend himself against his muggle uncle! Damn, how the mighty have fallen! Can't save Ginny, can't save Charlie, can't save yourself!"

That hurt. It was true- I was a pathetic excuse for a wizard. Just before the final battle, I had been captured with Neville, Ginny, Ron and Hermoine. Lucius Malfoy had locked us in his basement, and petrificus totalused us. He then unfroze Ginny and crucioed her to insanity. Then he sent a vicious cutting curse at her, ripping her barely beating heart from her chest.

The love I felt for her allowed me to break the spell, but it was too late. She was dead. Malfoy advanced on me, about to cast the killing curse, when Charlie Weasley and the entire order burst in. He jumped in front of the green light, sacrificing himself for me.

Sirius died that day too. Though our casualties were few, they hit close to home.

"Do you still hate me for that? I couldn't fucking move, Ron!" I'm sure my face was beet red.

He looked at me, eyes full of pain and hatred. "Yes! You could have stopped him! You broke it, didn't you? You could have saved her! Fuck you, Harry Potter!" Ron bared up to Dumbledore's office and flooed away.

I collapsed. I was weak, in pain, and emotionally spent. No one was there for me now.

And, for the first time in a long time, I began to cry.

Hermoine's POV

Dumbledore a criminal? That was the heading for today's Daily Prophet. Eagerly, I scanned the article, but stopped when I read that fateful sentence. My blood ran cold.

He let his favorite student, the boy who lived, be abused? Surely it wasn't true! But I knew in my heart it is.

Was he ok? He and Ron were my best friends, I could t let anything happen to them! He would be hurting, and probably at Hogwarts. But how did this information get out into the public?

Neville's POV

My gran called me up from my greenhouse. I fondly looked at my mandrake roots one more time before sprinting up the stairs.

"Yes, gran? What is it?"

Her far was pale. She merely thrust the paper into my hands. Shocked, I read aloud. "Um... Gilderoy Lockhart sexiest man alive and newest underwear model? Gran, I don't really want to see this-"

"No, you idiot! The other side!" Her voice was shaky.

My eyes widened at the title. I quickly skimmed the text, but halfway through I furiously crumpled it up.

"Incindio!" I screamed, letting all my rage through to the spell.

How dare he? Harry was the first friend I had. He had always been so kind to me, but when he came back from the summer he was always so happy to be in school! And the glamours... I knew they had been up! I thought I recognized the shimmer!

See, Harry had come over before summer let out. He came to apologize to gran for my injury. It wasn't his fault- he didn't cast the spell that cost me my left leg, Bellatrix Lestrange did.

But gran took a liking to him. Especially after he recommended a good healer and got me my bionic leg for free. She practically adopted the kid!

I swear, she's going to kill Dumbledore.

Draco's POV

Finally, the order was passed. After the final battle, my family had been sentenced to Azkaban- minus Bellatrix, of course. Harry Potter had killed her, casting a Sectumspra on her after she shot a killing curse at Neville. She missed, but sent a severe cutting curse at his left leg, severing it below the knee. Suddenly, Harry Potter appeared, flying without a broom, knocking her down. As she struggled to her feet, he screamed. He bellowed the curse, and immediately her whole body was ridden with deep gauges. I winced, it didn't feel pleasant when that hit you! I should know.

She died slowly, of blood loss.

Anyways, my mother, father and I were each sentenced to three lifetimes of Azkaban. But Harry Potter stood up in front of the entire Wizengamot, stating that I was helping them the entire time. He gave evidence and provided memories via pensieve, which proved my innocence. It took a while, but I was finally released yesterday after two months in that god forsaken hole.

So, naturally, I was enraged at the paper. Harry and I had made up. He visited me a few times, and we were on much better terms. No one was allowed to hurt him. And Dumbledore allowed it to happen?

I swore to get revenge.