DISCLAIMER Sk8boarder_Child: do I have to? J.K. Rowling: Yes Sk8boarder_Child: can't I just buy it off you? I got 5 bucks... J.K. Rowling: No Sk8boarder_Child: Fine... I don't Harry Potter

(A/N) This is about Harry's 6th year, and how's he's dealing with the death in OotP. Let's get on with it!

Destroyed in the Inside and Out Chapter 1: Why does it all happen to me?

Harry sat in his untidy room in number 4 Privet Drive. He was just hoping to divert his mind on Sirius's death. He had done all his homework and even got around to do extra credit. He did all his chores that even the Dursleys couldn't yell at him. But, he had finally run out of things to do and now harsh reality has hit him once again.

"Why, did he have to die?" said a depressed Harry. "It was all my fault. How could've I been so stupid."

Harry had drastically changed. He stopped eating, didn't sneak outside, or taunt Dudley. He wouldn't answer any owls and he would throw away any parcels.

Harry was very surprised that he had gotten O's in all of his subjects except Divination in which he got a T but he was extremely happy. He had gotten the second highest score in the history of Hogwarts, only being beaten by Albus Dumbledore. He would have been jumping for joy if the death hadn't happened. But since it did, Harry just threw the paper aside and went back to thinking.

Harry was in bad condition. He was very thin and weak. He wondered how Ron and Hermione were doing. He kept thinking when suddenly...

BOOM!

Harry heard a huge explosion and Aunt Petunia screaming.

"HARRY, GET DOWN NOW!!!!!!"

Harry knew he was in trouble now. He knew he didn't do anything but Uncle Vernon has never called him anything but "boy" and now he was calling him by his first name?

He went downstairs and saw something that if he was in his 5th year, he would be jumping up with glee, but now he didn't really care. It was the order.

"Harry, we've been worried sick!" said a voice which Harry could tell was professor Lupin.

"Yeah Harry, we've been scared to death," said the voice of Tonks. She was hidden by Kingsley and Wotcher so she couldn't be seen.

"Are you the real Potter or are you a death-eater in disguise?" Judging by the statement Harry automatically knew that it was Mad-Eye Moody.

"Mad-Eye, honestly do you think everyone is a death-eater in disguise?" said Tonks.

"Oh well Harry Tonks will get your stuff and we're out of here" said professor Lupin.

"Yeah" said Harry.

Within 15 minutes the whole group was riding on broomsticks, like last year before Sirius died.

An hour later the group arrived at Number 12 Grimmauld Place. As soon as he entered he was attacked by a sobbing Mrs. Weasly.

"Harry we've been so worried. Look at you! Your so thin and look so sick" said a sobbing Mrs. Weasley.

"Dinner will be served in an hour but you can get yourself a snack," Charlie Weasley who appeared out of nowhere.

"I think you should go up stairs, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny have been worried sick," added Bill who also appeared out of nowhere"

"Probably apparated," thought Harry.

When he went upstairs and opened the door, within 10 seconds he was attacked by a sobbing Hermione and Ginny. He also saw Ron who had a relieved yet worried look.

Ginny and Hermione finally let go of him and the conversation started (well actually the two Weasley's and Hermione chatted but Harry stayed quiet.

"Harry, what happened to all our parcels did you get them?"
"Did you get my birthday cake"
"Did you get my...

"Harry why aren't you talking," said Hermione with tears in her eyes

Ginny and Ron echoed behind her.

"Tell us mate, we're all worried," said Ron.

Harry kept his mouth shut and just looked out of the window.

After 15 minutes of trying to make him speak Ron got very irritated and said "Look if you thing that your too famous to talk with me go ahead I don't need to be around an orphan who thinks to highly of himself."

Immediately as the words came out, Ron looked shocked. "I'm sorry I didn't mean it"

"Harry say something," Hermione pleaded.

Harry opened his mouth and in a slight whisper he said "I want to die."

"No you don't," said a Ginny, whose tears were running down freely.

"What's that on your hands Harry," asked Hermione and when she saw she cried hysterically and Ron looked afraid.

On Harry's hand were slashes and his friends could tell that they were from a blade. Hermione and Ginny hugged him and sobbed while Ron looked shocked and sad.

(A/N) Well that ends chapter one. This is my first fanfic. Do you like it? There will be more chapters. Have any suggestions? Pleas r/r.