Revolution (Harry Potter Fanfic) Old

Prologue

Harry has given his heart and soul to help the light side become the winners of the war, but what has he got in return?

Heartache, Pain and Suffering!

Dumbledore sighs as he sits down on his comfy cushioned chair behind his desk in his office. The headmaster's office, in Hogwarts. He has no clue why Harry has demanded to see him, but he does know that it cannot be anything good.

Harry takes a couple of deep breaths outside the headmaster's office door. This is the last place he wants to be, but he understands that it will be better if he let the headmaster in on the fact that he is leaving and never coming back. He cannot deal with the lose of the ones he loves here, he needs to get away.

Harry knocks on the door with his hand three times not wanting to just walk in no matter how much he hates the old man. He sighs wondering how Dumbledore go the ahead of his plans during the war to save the two men who have his heart for all eternity. Even now when they are gone from him for good.

"Come in!" Dumbledore shouts out not giving anything away about how annoyed he is about this whole demanded meeting.

Harry quickly walks into the room keeping almost all of his usual grace. Dumbledore watches him intently as he sits down in the chair across from the old man, which he is pointing to. Both of them hoping that this doesn't take up to much time.

"What is going on my dear boy?" Albus asks after a couple of minutes of awkward silence and Harry only just holds back the sneer at the old bastard calling him his boy.

"I am transferring from Hogwarts to Durmstrang." Harry admits and the headmasters mouth drop as he was not expecting this not at all.

Albus takes a couple of second to regain himself before even thinking about what this means. He does not wish to let the wizarding hero go to such a school which allows dark arts to be taught to their students. And he knows just the way to stop this from happening....................................................... by manipulating him.

"Harry, my dear boy it's a very bad idea to transfer this late and are you sure you want to leave your friends?" Dumbledore asks trying not to sound like he hates the boy, but is just disappointed in him.

Harry glares at the headmaster wishing that he had just chose to leave now. He had an idea that the old man might be like this, but it doesn't mean that he wants to deal with it. Especially since he is so easy to anger these days.

"I am sure. I need to get away from Britain and the whole war." Harry tells him and Dumbledore sighs.

"My boy you are the hero of the wizarding world which means that the death eaters are still after you for taking in their lord. It will not be safe for you there." Albus explains trying to get the boy to stay by threatening his life.

"I have had it! I am leaving and there is fuck all you can do about it headmaster! I'm done being the boy who lived as well as your damn weapon!" Harry shouts before storming out of his office.

Albus sighs out in annoyance with no clue what to do now. He never thought that Harry would turn against him like this. But, it seems that the war and bringing down Voldemort has given the lad some back bone, which isn't good for him or his plans for the boy.

The next morning, Ron looks around the Gryffindor dorms before stopping in the common room. He sits down next to Hermione and wraps his arms around her as she snuggles into him. He can't help but wonder where his best friend has run off too this time.

Hermione glances at her boyfriend knowing that something is wrong and then notices that Harry is no where in sight. It is unusual since he usually spends Sundays with them in the common room relaxing and as far as she knows he doesn't have any detentions. It strikes her as very odd, but then again she knows his behaviour has been a bit odd since the end of the war just a couple of weeks ago.