Title: Hero? Or Myth?
Rating: R because of Violence, Language and Sexual Content.
Timeline: 7th Year
Pairings: All pairings are Suggested, said, or just. . Are. Harry/Draco, Hermione/Ron, Dean/Seamus, Ginny/Neville are a few, among others. (Lilly/James, Arthur/Molly, ect. .)
Disclaimer: All characters are Copy righted J.K Rowling 2002-2003. No money is being made off of them, nor do I want to make money off of them. The only thing I own is the plot, the key between light and darkness, and a candle I got for my birthday. . .
Summary: Harry's more depressed then ever. His friends are afraid that he's distancing himself again, and that this time he won't be able to come back. Harry begins to think that he should have died all those years ago -- That he can't feel anymore. Then the person who he least expects shows him that he's wrong; That he's still human after all. But what happens when another prophecy is made? It promises the victory to the side of the light -- To Harry -- Provided if he can find the key that links Light and Darkness. Provided he can be the hero everyone thinks he is. .
Warning: Mayjor OOTP Spoilers. . If you haven't read the 5th book, i do not reccomend you read this story unless you don't care that it spoils alot of the mayjor events. . (Namely who dies.) And it also has slash, which means male-on-male relationships. If you don't like slash, its simple -- dont read. Another words, don't flame just cause its slash! You've been warned. .
Author's Note: I would like to say that this chapter is a little choppy for the fact that Harry's thinking all of this in a [different] type of Pensive -- that works like a normal one, but also sort of like a diary would. That also makes it a little short, but I promise the next chapter will be longer. That is if you want me to continue. . Anyway, Regardless of those little facts -- I hope you enjoy!
P.S: I'll post the next chapter when its finished -- But only if 5 or more people have reviewed!
Hero? Or Myth?
Prologue --
In Harry's 6th year it got worse. Another battle broke out near Hogsmaed, where the Order of the Phoenix had dwindled down to but a few remaining people. Harry had faced Voldemort again that year -- But it didn't end. Time seemed to have stopped. . And then, when it started again. . Voldemort was gone. No one knew where he was -- Not even his most loyal servants. The light knew he was once again bidding his time. . But how long would it last this time?
Now its Harry's 7th year and he's returned to Hogwarts. Harry's more depressed then ever. . . He knows it has to end soon. . One way or another.
Chapter One:
.Empty Tears
Disappointment. Worry. Pity.
I hate those looks. Disappointment that it isn't over -- that I didn't kill him. Worry that I never will. Pity . . Pity, because in a way he killed me. Even my friends feel it. They say they don't, but I can tell. Ron's probably the most disappointed though . . Poor Bill . . Tonks . . Moody . . Luna . . Neville. . Neville was amazing. Who knew he had it in him? Still, so many people died. So many people that were loved . . How could this all happen? How could I let it happen?
All of those people died because of me. . Because I couldn't kill him. I don't want any more blood on my hands. I need to kill him. I have to. . I owe it to them. .
Hermione worries. She worries that I'm distancing myself again -- That this time, I won't be able to come back. She's probably right. But I don't care. I don't not care either. I don't. . . I don't anything anymore.
I can't feel. I won't.
Everyone thinks I'm crazy. They say their there for me, but when ever I look in their eyes I can see it. They think I'm crazy. I have a feeling that even Hermione is beginning to wonder how the world can lie in my hands. I've wondered that for a long time though. Why me?
Every time I think of all of the deaths. . I cry. I used to feel a dull pain in my heart when ever I thought of them. But now I don't. I don't feel anything . .Yet I still cry. Why? There's really no point. . My tears are empty now. . Just like me. Empty.
I remember how bad I thought it was when Sirius died. If only I had known then how many deaths would follow. . How many deaths that I should have stopped -- But couldn't. I wish he had killed me. I wish I was dead instead of them. .
No I don't. I know that. . If I was dead that would mean he would still be living. Then there'd be more. . More blood. . More death. .
I hate knowing the prophecy. If feels like all of my hope has gone. . Everyone's hope. .
Ugh! Not again. . Not more tears.
I hate this. I Can't stop crying. I don't know why either. . I'm empty. I feel nothing -- Only Guilt. Guilt that all of those people have died because of me. . Because I couldn't stop him. Why me? Why am I so special?
I wish the tears would just go. That they'd leave me alone. Along with the rest of the damn world. . Even Ron and Hermione. Can't they see that I'm trying to protect them? They didn't seem to mind it so much when Dumbledore kept things from me. . Now they know how I feel. How I used to feel.
I feel. . Nothing. I don't feel happiness. . I don't feel Pain. . I don't feel sadness. All I feel is. . Nothing. I'm all alone.
I wish they could see that their wrong. That I'm not the hero everyone thinks I am. I'm just taking it all one step at a time, just like they are. Did they ever think that I'm better at holding it all in because of the simple fact that I don't feel it?
My tears are empty. I'm empty. I'm Alone. I'm not the hero they think I am. Can't they see I'm just a myth?
Rating: R because of Violence, Language and Sexual Content.
Timeline: 7th Year
Pairings: All pairings are Suggested, said, or just. . Are. Harry/Draco, Hermione/Ron, Dean/Seamus, Ginny/Neville are a few, among others. (Lilly/James, Arthur/Molly, ect. .)
Disclaimer: All characters are Copy righted J.K Rowling 2002-2003. No money is being made off of them, nor do I want to make money off of them. The only thing I own is the plot, the key between light and darkness, and a candle I got for my birthday. . .
Summary: Harry's more depressed then ever. His friends are afraid that he's distancing himself again, and that this time he won't be able to come back. Harry begins to think that he should have died all those years ago -- That he can't feel anymore. Then the person who he least expects shows him that he's wrong; That he's still human after all. But what happens when another prophecy is made? It promises the victory to the side of the light -- To Harry -- Provided if he can find the key that links Light and Darkness. Provided he can be the hero everyone thinks he is. .
Warning: Mayjor OOTP Spoilers. . If you haven't read the 5th book, i do not reccomend you read this story unless you don't care that it spoils alot of the mayjor events. . (Namely who dies.) And it also has slash, which means male-on-male relationships. If you don't like slash, its simple -- dont read. Another words, don't flame just cause its slash! You've been warned. .
Author's Note: I would like to say that this chapter is a little choppy for the fact that Harry's thinking all of this in a [different] type of Pensive -- that works like a normal one, but also sort of like a diary would. That also makes it a little short, but I promise the next chapter will be longer. That is if you want me to continue. . Anyway, Regardless of those little facts -- I hope you enjoy!
P.S: I'll post the next chapter when its finished -- But only if 5 or more people have reviewed!
Prologue --
In Harry's 6th year it got worse. Another battle broke out near Hogsmaed, where the Order of the Phoenix had dwindled down to but a few remaining people. Harry had faced Voldemort again that year -- But it didn't end. Time seemed to have stopped. . And then, when it started again. . Voldemort was gone. No one knew where he was -- Not even his most loyal servants. The light knew he was once again bidding his time. . But how long would it last this time?
Now its Harry's 7th year and he's returned to Hogwarts. Harry's more depressed then ever. . . He knows it has to end soon. . One way or another.
Chapter One:
.Empty Tears
All of those people died because of me. . Because I couldn't kill him. I don't want any more blood on my hands. I need to kill him. I have to. . I owe it to them. .