5th year no Voldemort but there is still death eaters after Harry. No beta all mistakes are my own please review and leave a comment.

This was my 2nd year playing with Fred, George and Lee. They had already cast the spells on the room so we couldn't be noticed or heard and we had just finished playing the 1st song and were discussing which song to play next with the way my week has been I wasn't in the mood for an up beat song I wanted something a lil dark but still powerful that had meaning when it came to me.
Then it came to me The Sound of Silence we haven't practiced it much but we all knew it well enough.
"Guys let's do Sound of Silence we haven't practiced it for a while."
"Sounds like…."
"A plan…"
"Harry" the twins replied
"Lee you good with it?" I asked
"Yeah sure as you said we haven't played it since last school year"
We all move to our spots we Lee on the piano George on drums and Fred on lead guitar while I play bass and lead vocals for this song we like to swap it up sometimes with different songs.
"Ok from the top we play rough to refresh our memories then again George count us in."
It was just as well the we did a rough play we all had parts that we forgot or mucked up and so I had to bring out the music sheets and a well keep secret that only us for know I pull out Dudley's old cassette player and box of cassettes unshrink it.
I go through the box to find the instrumental version.
With the tape in we get ready for our second run through. (Think along to Disturbs version)
Pressing play we settle in.
As I sing the words I settle in going from the 1st verse to the 2nd
I feel the emotions building up inside me in the 3rd and by the 4th they are bursting to be free,
I hear whispers telling me to let go,
The memories flash before my eyes, the years of neglect from people who I was meant to trust,The adults failing and ignoring what I was going through, not listening to me or seeing behind the mask that I wore to try and protect myself.
Thinking of others that are like me that society have failed. Calling them out to their blindness and ignorance to take ownership of the misdeeds that have been carried out because of their selfishness.
By the end of the 5th and final verse I'm drained I could bearly stand my mind stuck in the past memories. I feel hands and arms around, me holding me, caressing me, soothing me, whispered words drifting through telling me to come back, that I am wanted, I have friends that care about me and that I'm safe that they will protect me.
I slowly open my eyes noticing I'm sitting in one of the twins lap with the other on one side of me and Lee on the other all holding me whispering to me standing strong for me protecting me.
Basking in their comfort I have know idea how long I sat there for until a voice breaks our bubble.
"HOLY SHIT!!"
We all look towards the door and there standing was not only Ron and Hermione but the Griffindor Quidditich team as well as Professor Mc Gonagall and Professor Snape.
Most with the looks shock on their faces and pain in their eyes with the exception of Snaps were his was a blank mask his eyes told me something completely else eyes of understanding.
Without knowing who made the first move I was standing surrounded by Fred, George and Lee facing the others who somehow managed to find us even with the silencing and notice me not charms.
"Why..." Hermione whisper
"Why didn't you tell us, How did we not see?..." she carried on her voice getting stronger.
Thinking for a moment to find the words that I know that would brake her and many others heart.
"How would anyone know when they choose not to listen, How would anyone know when they choose not to see what is right in front of them.
For 14 years people chose to see what they want to see about me from just seeing me as the boy who lived to the son of a man who was a bully in his school years to an unwanted freak to relatives that hated magic with passion.
People never saw what was underneath the mask that was forced upon me,
Away from my family's history, denied the knowledge of my parents and family, knowledge of the wizarding word that should have been taught to me a long time ago.
Knowledge that not only I missed out on but others like me that grew up in the non magical world.
Every time I asked and pleaded for help I was punished I was ignored, even with the physical signs,
Oh some of my primary teachers tried to help they knew what was going on but when they went to the higher ups the principal then the police nothing was ever done or they ended up being replaced.
For 10 years I grew up that way and for another 3 years I had hoped that 'this year might be different, that someone would see' then last year happened,
Tthe last flicker of hope died in me.
With no hope there is no will all I had left was my mask and even that was fracturing." I told them
"That is when the 3 of us come in we could see something was not right..."
"We did our best to cheer him up and support..."
"Him on his bad days..."
"and encourage him and support him on his good days." The twins spoke
"But the music were did that come from I never knew you guys could play?" Angalina spoke up
"The twins and I grew up together we all burnt to play an instrument in our younger years even though our primary focus was on pranks we did spend a lot of time playing and turning other instruments and music we had heard non magical music but it was Harry that found away for us to play it and expand it." Lee explained
"But why leave us out why didn't you involve us" Hermione interjected
"Why didn't I tell you is for this very reason, it was something that was in my control my feeling, my emotions, you all have your own vises the Twins and Lee with their pranks, Hermione with you and your books, Ron with chess,even Professor Snape with Potions"
" But what about flying you love Quidditch " Ron bursts out
"Do I really Ron I never got asked if I wanted to play Quidditch. I just listened to Professor Mcgonagall tell Wood that she had found him a Seeker just after my 1st ever flying lesson.
Don't get me wrong I love flying but how often do I actually get to do that on my own? Without someone berating me or being jealous of the broom I have or being at a team practice?
Music let's me be free in away that nothing else does Lee, Fred and George understand that about music they play for me to help me when my mask is braking and have been there to help pick me up afterwards.
They don't forseme to talk or do something I don't want to do.
They may pick songs that are right for them but they know when I'm unbalanced they know that when I need something to express that, So they follow my lead in song choices and like what you all obviously walked in on uninvited by the way on a very personal moment is the result.
Now if you don't mind I've talked and explained more than what I'm comfortable shearing I need to be on my own, guys you ok with packing up the gear?"
"Yeah Harry were fine with that you go do what u need to do we will check you later if we don't see you at dinner " Lee replied
With that I packed up my cassette box and shrunk the box and cassette player and made my way the door.
With a quick thought in my head I turned around.
"Professor Snape I hope that it would be ok if I comeand talk to you sometime this weekend if your available? Just ask for Dobby"
And I continued walking down the corridor, turning round the corner I called for Dobby
"Dobby"
With a pop the excitable and enthusiastic elf appeared
"What can Dobby do for Master Harry Potter? He said excitedly
It was a work in progress
"Dobby do you know of a room that know one else can find were I can read and relax in?"
And with that Dobby grabbed my hand and popped away.
*Mean while back in the unused classroom*
While Fred George and Lee packed up their instruments they kept and ear on the discussion that the other were having.
With words such as a mind healer, therapist and full healer exam.
One person stood out a certain Professor digesting all the information he had just acquired with a look towards them he gave them a nod that screamed he will help Harry heal and to leave it to him and he turned and left.
With the drinking of the last instrument before they left all eyes turned on them.
"Misters Wesley and Mr Jordan explain yourselves on why this matter was not brought to my attention sooner?" Professor Mcgonagall asked in her sturned voice that let us know she was not happy.
"Well Professor…"
"By the time….."
"We found Harry…."
"We were more focused on him and helping him…."
"It was also the same time that the rest of the student body was against Harry and…"
"The Professors did nothing to stop it or in some cases added to it so why…"
"Would we …"
"Every year since he has been here something has happened to…."
"Or involved Harry and the whole school turns on him…."
"He's told us the bear minimum of what he has been subjected to…."
"Since he has been here from a possessed Professor…."
"The Heir of Slytherin…."
"The Basilisk….."
"Our very own little sister….."
"He saved from near….."
"Death at the very near cost of his…."
"Own life just so the school could stay open…."
"So he wouldn't be sent back to his relatives…"
"His very own oath swarn godfather….."
"Escaping Azkaban that still has not had a trial to confirm his innocence…."
"And last year with the Tri Wizard Tournament and yet you still have to ask why we never came to you or any other Professor. " sighing the three shake their heads they pocketed the items and left the room leaving the Professor and the others stunned silent.
Half way down the corridor a pop was heard and then another pop and all 3 boys disappeared.
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This is my very 1st piece of fanfic that I have written and posted in only a few hours which is a big thing for me as anyone who has a learning disability is aware of.
I will one day maybe finish some of my other stories I have written or if anyone wants to adopt as i have many plots written that I'm happy to shear with you all.
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Elouiserose