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Written for the second lot of 50 words for Werewolf One's theme challenge, the theme for this set of prompts is that they're all Prologues for Harry Potter fics.
Prompt 61 – Rain
Harry simply stared at them all, tears running down his face and his lips set into a firm line.
"You made me kill him."
"Now Harry, I wouldn't say we made you kill him," Dumbledore said slowly with the other Order members nodding their heads behind him, "Besides it was for the greater good, you've saved us all from a fate worse than death!"
"You made me kill my soulmate, we could have left England to start a new life...away from all the backstabbers and liars."
"Now Harry dear don't talk like that," Mrs. Weasley said in a motherly fashion, "Besides your soulmate is still alive, you're going to marry my daughter Ginny."
Harry gave a dark growl, "I am not going to marry that old cow if she was the last creature on this planet!"
Thunder crashed in the sky, lightening hit the ground and rain came pouring down to the earth to wash away the red liquid that covered the area in which they stood.
"Harry why don't you come inside where it's warm and dry," Hermione suggested nervously, "And you can get over the shock of killing someone, you can let Ginny sit in your lap..."
At these words Ginny did her best to look as sexy as she could in the rain and slowly made her way over to Harry. She gave him a sexy wink and pulled down on her wet t-shirt which reviled her large breasts and every single one of her curves. She slowly placed a hand upon Harry's shoulder, growing bolder at the lack of reaction Ginny moved forwards and placed a kiss on Harry's lips.
Only it didn't work, Harry's hand shot out causing Ginny to end up kissing Harry's wet hand.
"Get away from me you disgusting female," Harry glared as he looked down at Ginny, "It will never work, you won't even win my heart with love potions like you've been trying to do for the past seven years."
"H-Harry, you...you don't know what you're talking about," Ginny stuttered as she nervously looked over at her mother for help, "Its...it's the shock of killing Voldermort and the rain! The rain's causing you to become ill, you're not thinking straight."
Harry shot them all a glare, his eyes full of hatered and anger at them all, "I'm not even going to try and explain myself to you all, I know you won't listen through then again you might so you can use the information to stab me in the back with."
"Harry!" Mrs. Weasley gasped in surprise and anger, "Don't talk like that! We're your friends and family, we won't hurt you or betray your trust."
"Because you already have," Harry said as the rain drops joined his tears, "You've already taken my hope, my dreams, my happiness...you've manipulated me into killing my soulmate."
"Now Harry," Dumbledore began only for Harry to cut him off.
"No Dumb-as-a-door, I've had enough," Harry snapped as lightening hit the ground, "This isn't the time for apologies but for farewells."
"Whatever do you mean?" Dumbledore asked without his normal twinkle in his eyes, "Harry my boy you've done the wizarding world a great favour, you've ended the war, its-"
"Time for me to set things right," Harry snapped sending a medium level stinging hex at the Order, "I hope you don't enjoy the little time you have left, when I'm done your timeline won't even exist anymore."
With that Harry disappeared without a trace, thanks to the stinging hex the Order was too distracted to stop Harry before it was too late.
Until the next prompt...
