Was it truly a surprise?

1. Betrayal

Disclaimer: I don't own anything from the Harry Potter collection. This is just fanfiction!

(Thoughts) , 'Parsel-tongue', (Mind link)

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The floor was rigid and hard, the only thing that made it warm was the blood that was pooling from Harry's body. (How did it become like this?) Harry thought, as he laid there motionless and dazed. Things weren't adding up, he physically saw Dumbledore be killed; so why? Why was the man that he believed was his grandfather figure standing over him with a wicked gleam in his eyes? "Ah, Harry my boy you truly are a fool." Dumbledore proclaimed as he proceeded to walk away from Harry a little bit. (Wait.. what does he mean?) Harry thought, as he still doesn't have the strength to talk; simply only able to follow the old man with his eyes.

"You're wondering, 'what do I mean by that?' In short, I meant you were raised to be livestock to be killed off. All your assets and fame are going to be mine. I love the idea of having power, how everything is in the palm of my hands!!! You were the prefect puppet, I'm honestly glad that I paid your uncle to do as he pleased with you; including fucking you till it broke you into an empty shell for my benefit!!" Bellowed Dumbledore as he started laughing maniacally.

Just then the door swung up revealing Ron, Ginny and Molly; Harry almost wanted to cry in happiness thinking that they'll save him, but what was said next left the remainder of his blood run cold. "Is he dead yet love?" Molly innocently asked as she walked over to Dumbledore, slowly putting a hand on his chest. "Not yet my dear" said Dumbledore with a smirk. Harry looked on, pure disgust and shock jolting through his body and mind. (No, no way! Does that mean Ron and Ginny were not Arthur's since they're here with her!!??) With the strength Harry was able to muster up, he turned his head to look at Ron and Ginny. They both looked bored and unsatisfied while watching, for a second Harry was able to catch Ron looking at him. Harry tried to give a pleading look to Ron thinking that all those years of friendship counted for something, but the only thing that came out of it was a laugh from Ron.

"So much for being 'The Boy Who Lived'!!!" Chuckled Ron as he quickly walked towards Harry, upon reaching him Ron delivered a firm kick to Harry's stomach. Harry curled into himself wishing that this was all a bad dream, for it to just end right then and there. "Now Ronald don't over do it dear." Molly said in her overly sweet motherly voice. Ron simply scuffed and muttered "Right, at least you didn't waste seven years of your life pretending to be someone's bloody friend." This only prompts an ugly grin from Dumbledore, "Don't worry son. Soon enough we'll have all of the Potter assets and estates since I have forged a marriage license between Ginny and Harry here." This finally got a satisfied giggle out of Ginny, "Took you long enough to break the news to Potter dad, faking my love for him was starting to piss me off." Molly glared at Ginny for the cuss word, but didn't say anything and continued to watch everything unfold as if nothing was wrong in the world. Harry laid there in absolute shock and feeling sick to his stomach.

(So all these years, all the hardships, the love confession and kisses. It was all fake? I hate them... I Hate Them... I FUCKING HATE THEM!!!! I'M GOING TO FUCKING KILL THEM ALL!!!) Hot angry tears started flowing down Harry's face, he's had enough; he wants to see them bleed and more. As he was about to gather more strength to move, Dumbledore suddenly threw six Cruciatus curses at harry; causing him to grit his teeth and wither where he laid. He doesn't want to give them the satisfaction of hearing him scream, hell he hasn't screamed in pain since he was five years old; this was nothing to him. The only thing he could do was give them a heated glare, all the while in his mind swearing up and down that he'll get his revenge.

Finally Ron got bored from the lack of entertainment and took a blade out from Dumb-ass-doors desk. Within a few steps he was right on Harry, clutching the blade and smiling like a madman "Finally after all these years I can finally do this!". After that was said, Ron kicked Harry again making him sprawl out onto his back leaving his chest exposed giving Ron a chance to plunge the blade straight down. Silence.

Author's note: First story! Comments and Suggestions are welcomed! Advanced Apology for Incorrect Grammar!