Kill Me

chapter three

"What do you want Potter?"
"I want you to meet me in the room of requirement tonight at midnight it is very urgent"
"Okay but what's this about"
"You'll see. Be ready to take me to Voldemort. I need to ask him a favor"
"Okay"

---MidNight---

I am sitting in the room of requirement in front of the Mirror of Erised. Seeing what I want. Do I want my parents back and to have a family? No. I want to die. I hear draco come in with someone else. I turn around to see Snape.

"Why is he here?" I ask boardly
"I am the only one that can give you your wish"
"But first tell me what you see in the mirror. You to Draco."
Snape went first. "I see you mother"
Then draco went. "I see a boy. From my childhood before school. We are only three or four. He is crying and I can't figure out why. The only problem is this is a memory yet I can't see his face."

"Okay let's go then."

We get to Riddle Manor with no issues.

Severus goes into the throne room.

*Severus's POV*

I go into the throne room and kneel as soon as I get up Tom I kneel. "My Lord"
"Severus. Please stand. What brings you here?"
"Ah. Yes. You see Mister Potter asked Draco to bring him here. Draco came as well but I most be in the floo to be able to get here so they sent me in to tell you."
"Go get Potter I will see what he wants then kill him."

I go get Potter and send him in. I then go stand by Tom along with Draco.

*Harry's POV*

Severus comes and gets me. I walk in and fall on my knees in front of Voldemort.
"What do you want Potter?" He spits out my name with hatred.

"I want you to kill me yet if you knew why you wouldn't. I want protection yet everyone I ever trusted to protect me betrayed me. I want revenge on Albus for ruining the life I could have had. And even if you tried to grant the first thing I wanted it wouldn't work, for I have tried many ways to die. I have tried the killing curse and ways muggels kill themselves yet I won't die." By now I have tears in my eyes.

"Child. What has happened to you for you to want me to kill you?"

"The truth. After you killed my so called 'parent's' I was put in the care of magic hating muggles and abused. Ever since I was 8 I've been raped by my uncle. Since I was three I've all the chores including cooking and cleaning. Until I was 12 I lived in the cupboard under the stairs. Over the summer the abuse was worst than usual. My so called friend's where paid to hang out with me. I've tried to kill myself but death won't let me since I control death. And my life is a lie, for I'm not even a Potter." Now I am crying.

"I have many questions starting with if you are not a Potter than who are you?"

I stand up and wipe my eyes and smirk. I bow towards him. "Hadrian Salazar Prevelle-Riddle, Master of Death, and your son." I am now looking at him smirking.