Hello every one I have a kind of writers block that can't be helped. I really don't know what to with this chapter. So, you have to bare with me this chapter, but I'll try to make it as interesting for you as possible. You know that Harry Potter Belong to no Fanfiction author. That is why it's called FANfiction. If you don't know that Maybe you should go sit down and read a nice Library book that has an actual Author.

Note that Remus Lupin is the DADA teacher and has been for several years.

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Chapter 10

It was early January and the students were back from there holidays. Harry had been at school for an entire semester before his plan was ready to set into play. Over the past semester he had made a record of himself as being the one of the brightest students in his year. He never showed off, but he never had any friend either. This caused the DADA teacher Remus Lupin to be a bit worried. He had had his post at Hogwarts for two years, and in those two years he had learned how to read the emotions of teen-agers. Harry had always been a happy child but recently he appeared to be very depressed. He would never be seen with any one that could be called a friend. Sure he would sit next to the rest of the boys his age at lunch, but it was well known that those boys had separated in to cliques Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnigan were a pair and Ron Weasley and Neville Longbottom were also a set. Harry did everything alone and the only time that Remus thought he saw Harry even slightly Happy was when he was play his violin in some classroom. That was why he called Harry to his office.

Harry didn't knock because he knew he was expected and that the full moon was two weeks away, so he knew that Sirius wouldn't be down quite yet. He sat down on the sofa and quickly picked up a book and started to read. Not a word was said but Remus could read Harry better than even Sirius could.

"Harry put the book away." Harry popped his head up at the comment. Remus usually took the fact, that if he didn't want to talk he wouldn't, rather well. He did what he was told and waited for the man that he came to love throughout his childhood.

"Harry," Remus started again. "Why do you seclude yourself? You could have so many friends if you wanted to. Why do you throw your self in to your books instead of relationships like that rest of the first years? I've read the list of books that you check out and all of them are books that sixth and seventh years have to check out for assignments. NO one reads them pleasure."

He looked Harry in the eye and saw that the boy who he knew to be calm and collected most of his life was slowly becoming very angry. "You've been spying on me?"

Remus was taken aback.

" What dose it matter to you if I want to graduate at the top of my class? What dose it matter to you if I hate the other kids in my grade? Every class I go to all I have to do is sit there, and I get straight A's. Do you know how easy this stuff id to me? It's a joke. I learned this stuff in the library at home years ago. I can do most of the stuff the fourth years can with out a second thought. I don't have friends cause I don't want them. I thought you of all people would accept that?!" the last part Harry shouted.

"That's not what I meant Harry and you know it."

"I know it do I?" Harry was fuming. " What do you want me to be? I'M NOT JAMES POTTER!"

Harry didn't wait for an answer he ran as fast as he could out of that office and on to the grounds. Remus did the best he could to try and catch up but Harry was too fast. Harry ran far and fast. He kept running clutching his book tightly in his hands. He ran for what seemed only minuets to him but when he stopped he found himself in the forest. And that it was dark. He looked down at his watch and saw that it was ten seventeen. He really didn't want o put his plan into action quite yet but he had no choice.

He pulled a slip of paper out of the book he was carrying and pointed his wand at himself and said an incantation. Slowly a body in the perfect image of himself started to materialize on the ground right next to his feet. When the spell was complete he looked down at the body. It was the perfect image of him same clothes, same hair, same face, same scars. The only difference was that this one was dead. It was a real body the exact same age as he was with the exact same memories, but this body was dead. This copy was dead. His plan was fool proof, to the world he was dead and with a few cuts of a wrist, a sad goodbye note, and some simple reversal spells he would finally get to be who he really was inside. Harry pulled out a knife and cut the wrist of the body that was him and pulled out another piece of paper form the book and placed in under a rock right next to the body's head. Harry stepped back and looked at his work, and he smiled. Harry knew that every thing was falling into place perfectly. He only had one more part of his plan to complete, the reversal charms.

As he muttered the spell he had thought that he might be doing the wrong thing. But when he felt a strange tingling in his eyes he knew that this was right. He deserved to be loved. Even if his real parents didn't want him he knew could that he would still be better off than if he stayed with his fath… No he was James Potter, not his father. Even if he was only a 12- year-old boy with nowhere to go he felt that he would still be Happier alone than with that man.

He muttered the spell again and he felt his hair grow around his shoulders. He muttered it again and he felt himself grow he felt his face change he felt his hands and feet grow. He felt exactly how small his shoes were now, and how small his clothes were. He looked down and saw that his robes were way too short. He quickly cast enlargement charms on his shoes and lengthening charm on his robes. When form his standpoint he looked alright he decided that it was time for him to leave.

He summoned all of his belongings that he had made duplicates of earlier and had hidden earlier that year in the forest. He cast an unlocking charm and pulled out a mirror. When he saw his face he froze. For the first time in his life he felt that his reflection fit, it showed who he really was.

He had a long pail slender face with high cheekbones and black eyes. His nose was long and was slightly rounded at the end. His lips were not as full as they used to be but they were in no way slender. He smiled and saw that he passed to his great surprise very nice white teeth. He still had Black hair but it wasn't messy anymore. It was long and smooth. He noted earlier that he was really tall, his robes, shirt, and pants had all been way too short before he had changed them. His guess was that he was most likely about six inches taller.

Harry came back to his senses he could fully examine himself later when he found shelter. He cast a weightless charm on his trunk, after he place his book and hand Mirror back inside, and disappeared into the forest. Harry Potter was dead, and was never to be seen again.

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Back at Hogwarts the search was on Albus Dumbledore had every teacher searching for the lost Potter boy. When he had happened form Lupin he had contacted James Potter at once. Simply put it wasn't a pretty scene. James had called in the Aurors to help search for his boy. They had just arrived and that castle was hectic. James had even come to help search. They were just about to start when Sirius showed up. Albus sent all of the staff to search the castle all of the prefects and the head students to search the grounds and he sent the Aurors to search the forbidden forest. Sirius walked over to James who was currently trying to calm Remus down.

"Remus it wasn't your fault. Harry would have run if any one had confronted him."

"James? Can I talk to you for a sec." Sirius called. James left Remus with a pat on the back. He knew that Harry was nuts he had seen it at Christmas. James nodded to his black haired companion to show that he was ready to listen "I think that you should stay here with Remus, while every one else goes out looking. I go to I have the Marauders Map and if he's not on it I'll search everywhere else. Alright?"

James wanted to search for his son but knew he needed to make sure that Remus was alright. He also knew if anyone would find him it would be Sirius no one knew Harry better than he did, "alright Padfoot alright."

Sirius ran out the hall and up to Filch's office and quickly opened the third file cabinet drawer that read top secret. The entire file cabinet was his so he didn't have any doubt that the map was there. He quickly found it and ran out the door. He checked as he ran down the stair, and found no trace of Harry. He tucked the map in his pocked and ran to the forest. He ran along the perimeter of the forest looking for a path that wasn't marked. The Aurors were trained to mark the path they take so they can find there way out, be found if they get hurt, and so that two Aurors didn't take the same route. He came across a path that wasn't taken and marked it and ran deep into the forest. He was tired but he wouldn't slow down, he had to find Harry.

He searched for hours in to the night. And then he saw it. A boy sleeping on the ground he ran over to the boy and saw that it was Harry. He tried to wake him and when it didn't work he tried to wake him by force. "Enervate" He screamed. It didn't work. Slowly he reached do to the boy's small neck to see if he could find a pulse. When he felt the cold skin had no pulse he nearly cracked right there. He looked around hoping with all his heart that it was a lie. Then he saw it a piece of paper he picked it up. It was a note a note from Harry.

I'm Sorry I just couldn't take it any longer. I couldn't be good enough for you Dad. I tried but everything I did it was never good enough. I'm safe now. I'm with my mother. I'm sorry Dad.

Harry

It was true Harry was dead. Sirius went numb. He would not cry he had to be strong for James and Remus. Sirius raised his wand and sent up blue sparks as the plan said. After ten Minuets of waiting more Aurors showed up Sirius told them to clean up the mess then bring the body back to the castle and to tell his Father what had happened and handed then the letter. Despite his best efforts he couldn't keep the tears from falling.

"Sirius, It's alright to cry he was your godson." Frank Longbottom said after he read the letter. "Why don't you go for a walk. We'll take care of everything." With a sad smile Frank pushed Sirius back down the dark path.

Sirius walked and walked. Before he knew it he found himself by the lake. Where to go from here? Sirius didn't want to go to the castle cause that meant facing Prongs.

Prongs his best friend he had lost everything. He was the one who had found Peter. He was the one who had to watch as his wife died. He was the one who had to bury his son.

Sirius kept walking. And kept thinking the same things over and over in his head. He walked until he came to a graveyard. He didn't know what possessed him but him had the urge to go in there. As he walked through the yard something pulled him to a corner. He saw a head stone that had a pink rose bush in full bloom in front of it. It enchanted Sirius thoughts. Whoever planted that bush must have loved that person. Sirius walked forward on the snow-covered ground. Who was that person? He froze when he saw the name. All thought that he had of his godson were temporarily forgotten.

Ravenus Orion Snape-Black Born and Died August 5 1980 You will never die, You'll just be gone for a while

Severus was pregnant when I left. I left him and my son. I have to find Sev.

"Sirius what are you doing here?"

Sirius turned around to see a very pail Severus Snape walking toward.

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What terrible Cliffy Aren't I mean that sucked didn't it. I told you I had writers block so get over it.

Next chapter

Sev confronts Siri. Harry's "Funeral" And tears of sadness.

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