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I got up earlier then the others. I got up and got ready for the day. I got all my supplies and walked to the great hall.
I sat down at the very end of the table and checked the fruit for potions. I then started eating the apple. I was handed my schedule. I read it and left for my first class. I sat in the back of the potions room. When the teacher and the students flowed in I kept my head down. My book was shoved off the desk.
"Hey!" I yelled looking at the boy Harry Potter.
"Oops sorry." He said shrugging. 
"You think your all that because you survived a killing curse you can't even remember. I'm tired of this. You are treated like a prince. While I lived on the streets since my mother was killed when we were in Egypt treating patients when men killed her leaving me an orphan. You had a life. Well at least you can actually live one." I said grabbing my stuff leaving the room. I went to the astronomy tower.
I sat there looking at the horizon. I heard footsteps.
I turn to see Headmaster and the potions master. I turn back to the horizon view.
"Do you want to talk about it?" The Headmaster asked.
"What the fact neither side of my family wants me. Or the fact I watched three of my adopted parents die in front of my eyes. Two of which died a month ago. My best friend as I thought of him of a brother left me because people told him how evil my mother and father is even though I got him away from his abusive step dad. Took a bullet for him, kept the bullies away from him. I saved four kids because a gang was chasing them and led them to safety and they turned because who my parents are. I never met them. My mom took me away from him so I won't turn evil. Then she left me in a hospital. Where a week later a traveling doctor adopted me. I know five languages and know how to do three different surgeries and how to cure illnesses. I watched her die saving me. I blame myself. And I was only seven. I was adopted again be a couple. One was a nurse and the other was a teacher. They died in front of me because I was being followed by a gang. Living in New York does that. Then we found a camp. But I was practically banished because who my parents are. I was raised to be a hero so I won't turn into them." I said angry.
"But you can also turn because of this moment." Headmaster said.
"No I rather die right here right now. If they think I'll turn evil like them then they can see my corpse at the bottom of the tower." I said tears pouring from my eyes.
"Do you not want revenge?" Snape asked.
"Why revenge won't bring the dead ones alive. Revenge won't get me friends. Only thing revenge would get is fear and punishment. I'm already suffering as is. My depression came came after I was clean for a year." I whispered in the end. A red beam of light hit me and I flew off the tower with Harry giving me an evil smirk. I closed my eyes and wished within my heart that everyone forgives me for not helping them.
I felt impact and it was very painful. I was in so much pain. I saw Thanatos and a woman.
She gave me a sad look. I look down. I see my body and teachers rushing foreword. Snape looked livid. He has a wand pointing at Potter.
"You killed him. He has done nothing wrong. You killed him because of what his father did. He never even met him. He barely learn of this world like you. He is only a day older then you. Your father was a bully at least he didn't kill his own housemate." Snape sneered. The students looked at Harry in shock. That the boy who lived killed an innocent boy.
"His adopted parents were killed a month ago. He watched them helplessly get murdered being tied up. He watched his first adopted mom get murdered by thieves in Egypt. Quite frankly you are just as bad as his father." Snape said picking up my limp body and walking into the castle. I turned to the woman and Thanatos.
"It is not your time. You are the Hero that will save the earth in all different worlds. Son I'm sorry for what happened to you. Be strong. Don't give up hope. Be brave and face your fears." She said. A tear sled down my cheek. I was tossed back in my body. Pain by millions multiplied. I screamed out in pain. The man quickly poured stuff down my throats and the pain started to lessen. I blacked out and when I woke up I was in the same position. He fed me potions and I would go back to unconscious. The next time I woke up I saw more people here. I groan in pain.
"Samuel." I whispered.
A white fur ball jumped and cuddled into my side. I calmed down. I was in so much pain.

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