His gaze lay empty on the wall opposite him; the cold had numbed his limbs; his tears had dried up.
His fingers moved slowly and clawed into his pants.
The striped, thin material didn't exactly help to get warmer.
Every movement hurt. he bit his brittle lower lip, which started to bleed and trembled more. but this time with rage. and hate.
His thoughts rushed as in every free second to the moment when everyone had betrayed him.
Flashback:
Shocked, he looked at the shackles that were put on him by the minister. "Harry Potter. You are hereby arrested for murder, breaking and entering and inciting hatred. Take him away boys."
Two Aurors grabbed him roughly by the arms and dragged him off.
Perplexed, he stumbled a few steps with them until he was forced into the ground.
"What is this?! I didn't kill anyone!" But no one listened to him.
In panic, he looked at his friends who only looked to the side, only Draco seemed horrified.
The gray eyes lay widened on him and Harry could see him discussing with Aurors.
He was an enemy stood up for did no one help him?
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the twins protesting loudly.
Then the Aurors apparated him away from looked around in stood on a windy cliff.
Slowly his gaze wandered forward and he became even paler than he already was.
They stood before Azkaban.
They didn't really want to do that?!,,,I am innocent-"Someone conjured a silencio over him and he screamed his voice out of his body.
what had he done? why did they do this to him? he had done his job. he had defeated voldemort. he had made peace. so why did they betray him? why did his friends abandon him?!

He still tried to resist the Auror's grip, but he was tired and weak from all the fighting.
Sometimes he stumbled, but they didn't care, they just kept pulling him on.
The cold tore at him like a blow, because his clothes were destroyed by the fight.
He was pushed into a room and his wand was taken from him and shattered before his eyes. he flinched at the sound and could literally feel the magic escaping from the piece of wood and becoming cold and empty.
"Change." The door was slammed shut.
He looked around trembling, not wanting to believe what was happening.
There was a pile of cloth on a chair. He looked at the handcuffs briefly. Should he put this on?
But how with the handcuffs? at that moment they just fell to the rubbed his metal was it forged with dragon fire?
He went to the chair and lifted the top piece of cloth, a shirt and trousers, everything was striped, even the underwear.
Trembling, he changed his clothes and then looked around the room. Did he escape? How far would he get? Why was he the bad guy? He had done everything he was told. He had defeated Voldemort after all.
Was this considered murder?He could not deny that he had broken into the bank, but Hermione and Ron were involved! Why weren't they here, too? and was it agitation? did they mean the DA? It wasn't his idea at all, but Hermione's.
He leaned against the wall, but immediately shrugged away from her, because she only made him tremble even more.
He closed his eyes and hugged himself.
Why?why was he now the bad guy?

Flashback end:
He gritted his teeth, pulled his legs slowly and wrapped his arms around them, hiding his bare feet under his buttocks to protect them from the cold.
He hid his face between his legs and chest.
He closed his eyes and let the effect of the dementor, which had just kept him company, fade away.
His mother's screams were no longer the only thing he 's death was no longer the only thing he life had been he had repressed came crashing down on him at every dementor visit.
Oh, he had sworn revenge to himself, revenge for the last twenty years he had to spend here in Azkaban.
He squinted his eyes together. it still felt as if the betrayal had happened only yesterday. if only he had known sooner that they had killed him.

Or he would never have spoken out against becoming a Slytherin, who knows, maybe he would have joined Voldemort, or fought for no one.
He looked at the wall empty were scratch marks everywhere, which went deeper and deeper over the nails were always broken and bloody.a desperate attempt not to lose his mind.
He breathed out twenty years he has endured the agony of betrayal.
If only there was a way to turn back time, to travel back, or to break out.
But he was no Animagus, and the rest of the magic in him, who hadn't died by Azkaban, was just enough to keep him alive.
He was so tired, he closed his eyes again and gave a hoarse sigh.
His throat mouth was filled with the blood from his cracked lower lip.a little ran from the corner of his mouth, flowed to his chin and dripped from there onto his pants.
He didn't notice it pain was a muffled the soft chirping of a bird when you walked through the park.
You knew it was there, but didn't really notice had become got used to it.
He let himself sink to the side on the mattress and curled up under the thin blanket.

He tried to collect the warmth of his body under the shreds of the sofa and to warm himself up again.
And he started daydreaming about how he could take revenge on everyone.
Oh former times he would never have thought about revenge like have done everything to spread the blinded hero.
But Azkaban changed you. made even the brightest soul turn black as pitch and withered away the last breath of kindness. replaced it all with coldness and hatred. contempt. anger. and the desire for revenge.
He wanted the fact that they had only exploited him all these he had only been a puppet in a sick struggle for wanted revenge for having to suffer all this so that the others could have he had to take their guilt upon himself.
He wanted to stare angrily at the wall, but he was just too tired..The cold made him weak..He surrendered to inertia as he often did and sank into restless dreams.
No one saw his last spark of magic accumulate, lay around him and the small cell lit up brightly.
When the light was gone, Harry Potter was no more.

Hey guys,

So normally I write Merlin stories here but I thought I´m gonna try some Harry Potter stuff aswell. So if you like this chapter so far then please let me know and leave a review. This Story will be updated once a week, mainly on saturday. So let me know what you think and I will post the next chapter next week on wednesday and one on saturday too:)