author's note: i'm VERY sorry for the ridiculously short chapters but when i'm writing them, it feels natural to end there. i'm sorry for disappointing you guys, but i can't help it. to me, that's where it ends, kind of like a scene change you know? i am trying to make longer chapters though, i really am. and actually, like i said in the author's note last chapter, longer chapters are soon to come. this chapter is about the same size as the last one and chapter four is longer than this. however, chapter five should be decently long but chapter six is looong. i'm so serious. it takes up like 5 pages in my composition notebook. but really, i'm terribly sorry the chapters are so short, but i really am trying really hard to make longer chapters. i hope that despite this, you guys keep reading anyways, but honestly, please keep telling me your opinions on this story. it really does help me!
disclaimer: nope. i don't own harry potter. if i did, well then *giggles* there would be a LOT more fraternizing between enemies if you get my drift…
summary: Harry was tired. Tired of people's expectations. Tired of not doing anything. Just tired of everything going on in his life. He doesn't want to live this tired life anymore, so, the question is, what is he going to do now?
Harry Potter
Tired
After sipping and finishing two steaming cups of tea, Harry hadn't progressed too much. The only thing he knew he should do was get control of his life but he was lost as to how to do that. Should he disappear from the wizarding world and go live in a quaint muggle town or city and earn a living there? Should he give up on magic altogether? Should he do whatever he wants to and consequences be damned? Should he threaten everyone into submission or leaving him alone?
Harry's head swirled with these questions and more. Feeling a headache coming on, Harry prepared another cup of tea and got some Advil and took four along with downing the cup of tea. He sat there for a few more minutes before finally getting up, washing the dishes and preparing himself to leave. After donning a jacket and a pair of oranges Converse, Harry stood in front of the door, breathing in and out to prepare himself for the outside world. He could already imagine the paparazzi that were waiting just outside, awaiting the chance to see him. with one final sigh, Harry turned the knob and stepped outside to flashing lights, clicking shutters and yelling questions.
author's note: chapter three: check! the author's note at the very top is in response to mitremlap. i really am trying guys. you're only going to have to deal with short chapters for another couple of chapters and then it's onto a long one. i'll start writing chapter seven soon and hopefully *crosses fingers* it will be long. wish me luck guys!
