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Chapter 9
It had been five weeks since Harry's sixth year at Hogwarts had started. So many exciting things had happened. Blaise had gone streaking and pulled crazy stunts in the Great Hall, Harry had found out the truth about his life, and he had fallen for Draco Malfoy. Although he was somewhat depressed that he hadn't seen the blonde since that day by the lake, his couldn't stop thinking about the kiss that he shared with Draco. So, even with the absence of Draco, Harry was for the first time in his life, truly happy.
Harry lay on his bed staring up at the ceiling. He sighed in content. It was a Saturday afternoon and lunch had just ended. He was completely alone in the room, being as Ron and the others had left without him an hour ago. They seemed to not want anything to do with Harry. Normally this would have upset him, but at the current moment, he didn't give a shit.
"I love my life. Nothing can ruin this. I am happy and I have Draco to thank for it. He has made my life mean so much more! I don't know what I would do without him. I really do like him. I AM SO FREAKIN HAPPY!"
Harry leaped off of his bed and started dancing around. He closed his eyes and twirled in a circle moving all about the room. He tripped on a rug and fell. He started to open his eyes, but as soon as he saw the world spinning around him he quickly shut them.
The dark haired boy took a deep breath and let his dizziness fade away. He opened his eyes again and saw that he was on top of Ron's bed.
"Eww! Not somewhere I want to be!" Harry shouted and was about to get off, but saw something blue poking out from underneath Ron's pillow.
He reached up and grabbed it. "It's a journal…," Harry looked at it, "It's Ron's journal."
Harry looked around the room to make sure no one was in there, even though he was completely positive that he was alone.
"I know I shouldn't…. but I'm going to," he said as he opened the journal and started thumbing through the pages.
He stopped randomly at a page that appeared to have been written some time during the summer.
"July 4,
I am so happy. Hermione asked me out. I know that the guy is supposed to ask the girl, but it's ok. I really do like her. I've kinda had a crush on her since 3rd year, but I've never had the guts to ask her out. I used to think that she had a thing for Harry, but now I know she doesn't. HA Harry! This time I got the girl! Take that asshole!"
Harry glared at the page. He flipped forward a few more pages and started reading again.
"September 25,
School's started back, and so much shit has happened. I found out something though. Harry's gay. Yea, go freakin figure. I thought that Ginny would be freaked out, but she didn't really care. She's busy fucking some other guy named Martin or something. Last year I would have killed the guy, but with me screwing Herms, I have no room to talk. Speaking of Herms, she's been acting really different lately. I'm not really sure why. She's been really mean to all of her old friends. She doesn't even talk to Harry anymore. You know, he's been really depressed lately, but what's new. I'm so sick of his 'woe is me attitude'. He thinks that he's so special. He isn't. He's just another fucked up kid. If he left no one would care."
Harry stared at the page. His hands were shaking. He glared at the journal for a moment, then pulled out his wand.
"That fucking bastard! I was his first friend and he fucking betrays me! How could he do this to me!" Harry screamed as he pointed his wand at the book.
"Incendio!" Harry yelled then quickly threw the journal onto Ron's bed. A second after it landed, the said object burst into flame. The fire quickly spread across the comforter and soon the whole bed was engulfed in a blazing inferno.
Harry started laughing manically, "Mwah-ha-ha-ha Mwah ha ha!"
He immediately stopped when he heard someone coming up the stairs.
"Shit!"
An idea popped into his head. Harry ran to the bathroom and shut the door. He quickly turned one of the showers on and dove under it while ripping his clothes off of his body.
Ron whistled as he walked up the stairs. A smokey aroma drifted past his nose. He sniffed and smelled something burning. He rushed through the door and his eyes widened in horror. There in front of him, was his bed completely swallowed up in flames.
"HOLY SHIT MY BED'S ON FIRE!" he screamed as he scrambled for his wand.
His shout was heard down below and caused several other students to come rushing upstairs.
"Holy fuck Ron's bed is on fire!" Neville yelled. Ron glared at him and aimed his wand at the bed and extinguished the fire.
"Who could have done such a horrible thing?" Ron whispered more to himself than the others.
Seamus poked his head in the room. "You know this all could have been prevented if you and Hermione stopped having such hot fiery sex all the time."
Seamus moved his head just in time to avoid being hit by Ron's wand.
The bathroom door creaked open and Harry, wearing nothing but a towel, stepped out.
"Hey mates. If you all wanted to see me naked, all you had to do was ask." Harry said with a slight smirk to the small crowd gathered at the door. The crowd immediately dispersed leaving only Ron and Seamus.
Ron looked at Harry suspiciously for a moment, then shook his head and left. Harry looked towards Seamus to see him standing there with his arms crossed.
"Well, what the hell are you waiting for? You came out wearing a towel and talking about people seeing you naked, so go ahead and drop the fucking thing already!"
Harry walked down the stairs to the Potions room after narrowly avoiding getting raped by Seamus.
"Note to self: never be stark naked in front of that horny little perv known as Seamus again."
Harry opened the door to the classroom and walked in. He looked around, but didn't see Snape anywhere.
"Haloooo! Professor Snape? Are you in here?" Harry asked as he walked toward Snape's desk.
Harry looked down at the desk and saw a stack of magazines. On the top was an issue of Potions Master Weekly.
"Ummm… ok. That's a boring topic."
Harry was about to sit down at one of the desks, when something caught his eye. The corner of a picture was slightly peeking out from underneath the magazine. It looked… slightly erotic. Harry moved the top magazine slightly and saw a photograph of a naked wizard with a wand in an… an unusual place. He picked it up.
"Potions Masters Unleashed…. I didn't know Snape had it in him…. In fact I didn't want to know that Snape had it in him."
Harry jumped when he heard a key unlocking the door next to the desk. He quickly put the magazines back and jumped into a seat.
A second after Harry sat down Snape walked through the door. When the professor saw him, his eyes widened.
"Oh, Mr. Potter. I wasn't expecting you. How long have you been here?"
"I only just got here Professor."
"Have you been near my desk?"
Harry shook his head. Snape took in a breath of relief.
"Umm… good the answers to the final are there. I wouldn't want you cheating."
"But Professor, we don't take finals in Potions…"
"Oh for fuck's sake Potter! What do you want?"
"I want to know more about my father and the whole conspiracy." Harry said quietly.
"Fine then Mr. Potter I'll…" Snape stopped talking and looked at the entrance to the class.
"What is it Pro-"
"Quiet boy! Quickly, run to the closet and hide. Don't say a word! Don't even breathe!"
"But Pr-"
"NOW POTTER!"
Harry ran to the closet and slammed the door shut. He slowed his breathing and listened. Someone entered the room.
"Severus, I need to talk to you. There have been some rumors that you've been telling fabrications about the Dark Lord."
"Dumbledore!"
"I have said anything Albus. Those are just rumors. I would never tell anything to anyone that isn't true."
"You're walking into very dangerous territory. This is something that you should not be meddling with Severus. If you keep telling Harry that Voldemort is his father, then I will be forced to take drastic actions."
"Harry has a right to know! It isn't right for you to use him like this. He is just a pawn to you. You'll ruin this boy's life, and for what? Power? Glory? There is no glory in what you've done. I may be silenced, but the game has already begun. You might be in control now, but even a mere pawn can overthrow the king. You should be wary Albus. Times are changing, and you're losing."
Harry heard a crash that sounded as if someone had been thrown into a wall.
"Don't threaten me Severus. That boy will believe whatever I want him to. He's already 'fought' Voldemort on many occasions. He believes that the enemy is the 'Dark Lord'. I showed him that mirror his first year. The one that has Lily and James's souls trapped inside. A small price for them to pay to help in the battle against evil."
"How could you do such a thing? They followed your orders. They stole an innocent child from his mother's arms for YOU! And your reward to them was to imprison their souls in a mirror just so Harry would believe they were his real parents?"
Harry heard another crash on the opposite side from where the other one had been.
"Don't chastise me about what's right or wrong. They served their purpose. I don't need them. I only need Harry. With his great power I can easily overthrow Tom Riddle and take control."
"What is there to overthrow? He has no one! He has nothing! He is a broken man whom you have personally deformed with your so called 'horcruxes'. You had his wife hidden away from him. He has nothing Albus. What is there for you to overthrow? The few people that actually believe that he's the one who's right, that you have lost it, that you are actually the villain?" Snape shouted.
Harry heard a loud resounding smack echo throughout the room.
"I am the just one. I am right. I will make sure that Harry never sees his father again. I will kill you if you ever say anything to that boy about this. I don't want to lose you Severus. It would be a tragic thing."
The sound of a door opening echoed through the room.
"I bid thee goodnight Severus.… and you should take care of that bleeding. It's going to stain your robes."
Harry heard footsteps followed by the closing of a door. He opened the door slightly.
"You can come out of the closet Harry."
Harry stood there a moment then burst out laughing. He saw something flying towards him and quickly shut the door. There was a thunk on the other side. He opened it and found a large black stapler lying on the ground.
He looked at Snape. "You threw a stapler at me?... wait, how the bloody hell did you get a stapler?"
Snape looked up at him from his position on the floor. "Well, you know how that Invisibility cloak was a present from your father? Well Harry, this was a present from mine."
"Your father gave you a stapler?"
"I never said he liked me." Snape said with a slight smile.
Snape sighed and looked away. "I'm sorry you had to hear that Harry. I didn't mean for you to know that much so soon."
Harry shrugged. "It's ok… Well, I'll see you later Professor. I'm hungry for dinner. I haven't eaten all day. Oh, are you going to be alright Professor? You're bleeding all over the place."
Snape nodded and stood up. Harry walked out the door and closed it behind him. Snape started heading towards his desk. Suddenly Harry's head popped in though the door.
"Oh, one more thing Professor! You shouldn't leave your magazines laying out. People might get the wrong idea about your final."
Harry quickly shut the door as the stapler slammed into it.
Harry laid his head down on the table. All around him people were talking and shouting and laughing, but Harry just wasn't in the mood to join in. The whole event that had occurred just a few minutes earlier, had significantly shaken him up.
"Are you ok Harry?" Ron asked as he sat down.
"No, not really," Harry replied in a sullen voice.
"Oh, not again," Hermione said from behind Ron.
Harry looked up at her. "What's that supposed to mean?"
"I'm just so tired of it Harry. You always complain about every little thing that happens to you. No one cares if you had a bad day! Everyone has problems. Just because you're 'The Golden Boy' doesn't mean that you can complain about all of yours! Why don't you get over yourself? Everyone's sick of hearing about the fucking 'Boy Who Lived'."
Harry stood up. "What.the. fuck! I rarely complain about anything you bitch. NO ONE knows what I am going through, but I DON'T complain about it. You have the perfect fucking life Hermione! You have parents that you can see anytime. I don't. You have a fucking little cat that you can pet and talk to whenever. I don't, Hedwig's gone. You have a boyfriend. I have no one. Your summers are spent with your other friends or Ron. My summers are spent with the relatives from hell. Your windows might have curtains. Mine have FUCKING BARS!
"I don't complain about everything Hermione. I rarely even speak to you anymore. You have no right to tell me that I need to get over myself. You don't know me. You never will. The only person who's bothered to talk to me for more than a minute is the ONLY one who could tell me to stop complaining. I hate you Hermione. You are an egotistical bitch who needs to get her nose out of other people's business. I've put up with you for years, but I'm going to finally say something I've wanted to tell you for a long time."
Harry stepped back from her and looked straight at her.
"FUCK YOU, YOU BUSHY HAIRED, BUCK TOOTHED, UGLY, FAT ASSED, SMART ALECKED, KNOW-IT-ALL BITCH!"
Harry turned and walked out of the Great Hall. Unbeknownst to him is that he was followed by someone from the Slytherin table.
Harry sat on the ground outside the Great Hall with his head buried in his arms. He felt a soft hand on his shoulder. He looked up and saw Blaise standing over him.
"Harry? Are you ok?"
"No. I am not ok. Everything has crashed down upon me. I've been given a burden so big that I don't know if I can take it. Everything good that happens in ruined by something bad. I just can't deal with it. Every day I want to die. I have no purpose here. I have no one. I have nothing to live for. I'm just the 'Boy Who Lived' to everyone. No one sees me for who I am. I can't take it. I hate it. I just want to die. If I died no one would care."
Blaise tilted Harry's chin so that he was looking directly into Harry's eyes.
"Draco would."
Blaise stood up and slowly walked away.
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