A Life Not Worth Wanting


A/N: Since it's Spring Break, expect another chapter out soon.


Disclaimer: Don't own 'em.


Status: 5/? (Not exactly sure, cause I am gonna do up until 15, and then a sequal)


Reviewers: Thnx to Waffles050201 (im thinking about doing slash, but since u voted, I guess slash it is. However, that wont be until the sequal, so all slash haters, don't worry. This story wont have any, but the sequal, I'm Not Sure (pending title), will have slash), Moonlight- (thank you for pointing that out, and I did fix it right after I read your review. Thanks. Also, im glad you like this story, cause I went to read yours, and I loved them!!)Hermione HP (hello. Thank you for your review. When you said not to make it slash, I dunno what to say to that cause I have a plan for it to be slash, but otherwise, I'd be going from ear, which is hard for me to do. I'm planning for the slash to be in the sequal, so im deeply sorry if your against slash at all. Most of my recent fics have been slash, since I honestly cant write girl/guy anymore, without having something messed up. I really hope that you'll continue this story, and since it will only be mild slash, that you will read the sequal when I finish this story (which is nowhere near being done, no worries). Thank you.)



Random Thought: Sat. April 5, I saw a truly amazing woman, my aunt Christina, finally marry the guy she loves. I love you both, CC and Billy, and congrats with all of my heart. :-)

on to the chapter....

Chapter 5



For 11-year old Harry, life isnt easy. Professor Snape assigned an essay to be done by the next day, over Love Potions. Harry hadnt even started. So, that night he found himself hunched over a bunch of books, taking notes, while the 1st years played around him. He was frustrated, anyone could tell. Finally, he had enough notes, and quickly, he wrote a report.


Once satified, Harry laid his head on his pillow, too tired to even change, and immediantly fell asleep.


*Dream*


Dream Harry opened his eyes, and rubbed them tiredly. He looked around, not recognizing where he was. He heard someone walk inside, and he heard voices.


"Remus, it doesnt matter what we do, because Voldemort wont give up easily. He has Ginny and Hermione, and he wont give them back unless we switch.


Remus sighed. "We cant do that, Harry. You know that. Voldemort is out to kill you."


"Yeah, and there's nothing else that can be done about it."



Harry shot awake, and looked at the clock. 5:52. Might as well get up. He stood tiredly, grabbed a towel, and headed off to the showers. 'Damn, this water feels good', he thought, as he lathered his hair with soap, and rinsed. Wrapping the towel around himself, he walked back to his dorm room, and grabbed his clothes for the day, which consists of a pair of black jeans, a quidditch t-shirt, and a pair of black sneakers. Pulling his robes over his clothes, he walked down to the Great Hall, surprised to be the first Gryffindor awake. There were two other Slytherins, both in their 6th year, and 3 Hufflepuff's, one in their 2nd, and two in their 4th. Harry gave them polite smiles, and fixed his plate.


Taking a seat, Harry lost himself in his thoughts until Doug Stewey, a 7th year, took a seat next to him, followed by Seamus, who was grinning. Harry began chatting with them both, as he finished eating, just as Ron, Hermione, and a few others walked in.


"Morning Harry." Hermione greeted, as the 1st years took seats. "Morning, Hermione. How's classes going for you?" She smiled. "Excellent, Harry. I love it here."


"I'm glad" Harry said, greeting Ron, before heading off to Herbology. Taking a seat at the front, he waited until Professor Sprout entered, and smiled at her. "Welcome, to 7th year Herbology. This is your last and final year, so it will be fun, as well as hard work. I will call roll, say here." Professor Sprout horribly called names, and began explaining about a newer plant, called Horqin. Harry listened intently, before Professor Sprout began to pass out some papers, and the rest of class, they talked about the Horqin. Harry didn't find it that interesting, but went along with it, as Doug and Michelle, two 7th year friends of his, dragged him to their DADA class. They entered the Defense room, and waited for their professor to arrive. No one knew what had happened to professor Quirrell, just that he couldn't return this year. Harry chatted with Doug, Michelle, and a few other 7th years, as they waited for their professor to arrive. Finally, the door cracked, and Professor Dumbledore entered, followed by another.


"Attention, we have a new Defense teacher that I felt I should introduce. Mr. Remus Lupin, everybody." Harry grinned, recognizing his father's best friends name. "Remus, I will leave you to your class." Dumbledore left, and Harry grinned at the new professor, who spotted him and grinned back.


"Welcome to your 7th year of Defense, and your last. This whole class period, all you will need is your brain power, and your will. No wands, no books, nothing." Many grinned. "I am Remus Lupin, and I am a werewolf."Many of the kids smiled at this, a real life werewolf? Harry knew this, so he waited for something new. Finally, Professor Lupin told them stories of his childhood, his time with the marauders, and many other things. The 7th years listened excitedly, glad to finally hear something new. Little did they know what else they would be learning this year.


Once the bell rang, everyone grabbed their stuff, ready for a break. Harry stayed behind, and as soon as Remus looked at him, Harry wrapped his arms around him tightly. "I missed you, Uncle Remmie." Harry told him softly, 11-year-old innocense sneaking through. "It's been awhile, little Prongs, but im glad to be with you as well." For awhile, the pair caught up, happy to finally be reunited. Before Harry left for dinner, he turned back to his 'uncle', and smiled. "I love you, uncle Remmie." Harry exited through the door, leaving one Remus Lupin both thrilled, and nerved. 'I love you too, little one.' Remus thought, as he too walked off to dinner, leaving his thoughts behind. What a day, what a day.


Sure enough, the rest of the year was much the same. Harry passed his 7th year, and after talking with his grandfather, decided to attend a college called Hogwarts University, where he would start next fall. The nearly 12-year-old was so thrilled about the whole thing, and couldn't wait to be able to study at such a fabulous school, with the top students of the time. Harry smiled on the day of his graduation from Hogwarts Academy, thrilled to start the rest of his life. It was time for him to move on, and to actually be able to be challenged, at Hogwarts University.


Hogwarts University, founded in 114 A.D., was a remarkable school for extremely talented students, who have already graduated from Hogwarts Academy. Hogwarts University was extremely hard to get into, and was considered the top school for witches and wizards. You had to have tons of recommendations, which Harry, at his young age, as able to have. It was a remarkable achievement for someone so young.


Off you go, Harry. Have fun.


A/N: I'm so sorry that this is so short, but this is also not the end. We meet up with Harry at Hogwarts Academy, so don't worry. There's still more of Harry to come!!