AN: Hey guys, I am getting really excited, and I really want to publish all the chapters I have written so far, but that would defeat the purpose of writing ahead. I'm midway through chapter 15 (no spoilers), and I'm struggling a little. I've been working on this for about 7 weeks, and I've written 25 thousand words. I may be proud of me, but you can read all that yet... Sorry. I am also thinking of uploading a few little outtakes that I've ended up changing my mind on putting in for future reference. Let me know what you think of that in the reviews.

This chapter does include rape of a minor, but it is nothing too detailed, and no descriptions.

Living Arrangements

"Potter!" The shout of George Weasley came, and Harry skidded into the kitchen, not wanting to upset him. He looked up at George (have I shrunk?) and waited for more words to come, and they did.

"You know, if you weren't so stupid, I wouldn't have died. If you had left Luna to get up herself, our baby wouldn't have died and I wouldn't have been at the fight to die. Luna is perfectly capable." Ginny spat from beside George, holding a bundle in her arms.

"She's right, Harry. You know Luna isn't an invalid, so why stop?" George asked advancing on him. With a quick glimpse, Harry could see that the baby in Ginny's arms was pale and dead, much like he remembered her body being.

"She would have died," Came Harry's weak excuse, his voice childlike. Oh, he was 7 years old again, great.

"Freak!" Came the angry shout of his uncle, "Take down your trousers and turn around."

Harry found himself complying, and he felt himself being bent over the table, and he screamed from the pain of being torn in half.

Awaking from his nightmare, Harry sat up, shaking. He glanced at the clock, realising he'd only been out for an hour, and nothing had changed.

The silence in the hospital room was deafening. Mr. Schue had been pulled out by a doctor earlier, and they were still talking outside, Harry able to see them through the single glass pane in the door.

McGonagall had stopped by to see him but she hadn't stayed long, a phone call from the minister interrupting her and she had to go, but not without promising she'd be back later. Apparently, it was to do with finding a new guardian for Harry with Luna's orders, but Harry didn't quite know what that actually entailed.

The doctor had stopped by to tell him that a psychiatric nurse would come by and see him, and if he is deemed well enough and had someone to take care of him, he could go home.

Luna had been doing her usual thing, dropping hints and suggestions without saying anything outright, but Harry always knew what she was referring to. She was suggesting that he should ask a teacher to take him in, so he could have a complete fresh start and never have to consider death again.

Of course, he hadn't stopped considering death since he was 14 years old and he watched Cedric Diggory die. But they didn't need to know that, did they?

Thinking about what Luna said, what teacher could he ask to take him in? He barely knew any of them, well, except Mr. Schuester.

William Schuester was the only logical option, he had stayed the entire time, not even leaving to get some sleep. It showed he was loyal and that he cared more than anyone else, even if they barely knew each other.

However, could he cope?

As Harry wondered this, the man in question came in, clutching yet another cup of coffee.

I swear that man has drunk his body weight in coffee, today. Well, at least it's Friday.

"Hey, Harry, how you holding up?" He asked, and Harry couldn't help sigh at the stupid question.

"I'm bored. I just wanna go home," Harry said, and it was Mr. Schue's turn to sigh.

"Yeah, um… The doctor who was talking to me just now… George was brought in about half hour ago. He didn't make it. The staff thought it would be better if I told you."

Harry nodded, taking the information in. Of course, it bothered him, but it probably didn't hurt as much as it should have. His last link to Ginny was gone, but Harry knew that George had been gone since the day Fred died, hours after Ginny's death.

"Harry, are you alright?" The man asked, surprised at Harry's silence.

"Yeah, I've been waiting for his official death, to be honest with you. The George I knew and loved died with his twin brother."

"Oh… Look, now that you definitely do not have a guardian…" Harry cut the man off before he could go any further, an idea already planted in his mind.

"I can't go back to England, and I can't expect anyone to pack up and come here for me, so I have to find a guardian here, and I don't really know anyone."

"Harry, don't panic; you're not alone. I was considering, with your consent, obviously, whether it would be a good idea to take you in until you are legally allowed to live alone, at least, but it can be as long as you wish if you are happy."

The words rang around in Harry's head, if you are happy, and he smiled, "That would be great, but I'm not sure my stuff could fit in your house unless you live in a massive one. I own the one I live in currently, and well…"

The teacher laughed, "I saw how big your home was, Harry, and if it would make you more comfortable, we can move in there, if you'd like."

"I'd like that."

The man nodded, and said that he'd go and tell the doctor that Harry could go home with him, and things would all work out. As the man left, Harry wondered if he'd miss George. He knew he'd miss the jokes and the old times, but he wouldn't miss the man George became.

If there was one person Harry didn't miss, it was Albus Dumbledore. It was his fault for Harry's fucked up life. He acted all grandfatherly and nice, but he was a manipulative bastard who wanted a child to play hero.

However, when he met Dumbledore on the last night when Voldemort fired that final killing curse, he forgot all his hatred, and just asked what would happen. He forgot to ask all the answered questions; the ones that mattered.

Why do I have to play hero? Why am I the boy-who-just-won't-die? Why did mum step aside? Why didn't you save me?

AN: How did I do? Thanks for reading, please review, criticism is always welcome