AN: I dont not own Harry Potter or the song We are...

Chapter 5: We are

What have I become... Harry Potter was sitting in his new dormitory located in the Slytherin dungeons. Trying to figure out when everything went wrong.

Would my mother and father be proud, he wondered, or were they rolling in their graves.

He got up and sat by his window. One thing he was extremely happy about was that in slytherin, you got a room all to yourself. He started to gently pet Rasha and he softly began to sing.

See the devil on the doorstep now.
Telling everybody, oh, just how to live their lives.
Sliding down the information highway,
Buying them just like a bunch of fools.

He loved this song it pertained to his life so well all the fools of the wizarding world, just after riches. Dumbledore telling him how to live his life.

Time is tickin' and we can't go back.
What about the world today?
What about the place that we call home?
We've never been so many,
And we've never been...so alone.

They're so many people in the world yet none of them did shit. He just couldn't understand how it seemed he was alone. All he ever wanted was a place to call home. He voice started getting stronger when he sang the chorus.

You keep watching from your picket fence,
You keep talking but it makes no sense.
You say we're not responsible, but we are, we are.
You wash your hands, you come out clean,
But you fail to recognise, the enemy is within.
You say we're not responsible, but we are, we are.
We are.

What are we. Just pawns for someone to move. Sometimes he wondered just maybe if the Dark Side was better. If wanting power and actually trying to get it. Was better then manipulating others to get if for you. Who exactly was his enemy. Dumbledore kept telling him Sirius's death wasnt his fault, but it was he who was responsible.

One step forward making two steps back.
Buying pity on the bad boy's back for life.
Lining up for the grand illusion.
No answers for no questions asked,
Lining up for the execution, without knowing why...

They all threw Sirius in jail without a second thought. They believed all the illusions Dumblefuck came up with. They follow with out questions... they all are just pawns. Harry's voice was getting even more angry with each verse.

It's all about power, by taking control,
Breaking the will, erasing the soul.
They suck us dry till there's nothing left.
What about the world today?
What about the place that we call home?
We've never been so many,
But we've never been...So alone.

Harry didnt even notice the tears the seemed to have been dried up for so long streaming down his face. As he set the sleeping Rasha on the floor and picked up his blade and drew it almost like a lovers kiss across his already, scarred up wrist. Then whispered, So alone.

Quote: In every darkness shines a light, remember even hell is bright.

AN: A nicer chapter helping Harry figure why the dark sides better and my friend wanted me to use the sone R&R please.. i already know it sucked so please dont flame...