The Boy Who Wanted to Live

"And how does that make you feel?"

"You don't know me! You don't know anything about me!"

"So tell me about yourself," she said, softly 

"Why? So you can laugh and tell me how stupid I am?!" Harry screamed and threw a lamp across the room shattering it.

"please calm down, I'm only trying to help you," She said, from where she was sitting in her arm chair. 

"WHY SHOULD I?! WHY DO YOU CARE? WHY DO ANY OF YOU CARE ABOUT ME?! YOU DON'T KNOW ME! YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT I'VE DONE! YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT I CAN DO!" Harry shouted, punching the wall so hard a hole cracked open inside of it. 

The blonde woman in the chair jumped in fright and Harry felt a warmth spread throughout him. 

"I'll show you," He said, anger bursting through-out him. "I'll show you all!"

"please calm down." She said, trying to get him to sit down.

"Why should I? So you can pump me full of drugs?! So I can spill all my secrets to you?! You don't care! You just want to get rid of us!"

"And how does that make you-"

"ASK ME ONE GOD DAMN MORE TIME HOW IT MAKES ME FEEL AND I WILL MAKE IT SO YOU CAN'T FEEL AT ALL YOU FUCKING TRAMP!"

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Harry shot up in bed and groaned, wiping the sweat from his face. His dream had been one that felt more like a memory but not one of his. He sighed and got out of bed, pulling his robes out and heading towards the bathroom to take his morning shower. He slowly made his way to the bathroom, phantom pains making his hand hurt as he  turned the water on.  Harry punched the wall as he stood under the water fully clothed. A scream of anger tore itself from his throat and he sank to his knees as he fell to his knees.

"Why am I like this?" He asked himse-

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"Harry?" Hannah whispered, staring at her friend. "Are you paying attention?"

Harry looked around the classroom confused and felt a headache start to come in his brain. 

"What? How did I get here?" Harry asked, forgetting to whisper. A few ravenclaw students glared at him from their tables.

"What are you talking about?" Hannah asked, turning to her book. "We've been here for like an hour, Harry." 

Harry looked around the classroom, colours swirling into a strange mist in front of his eyes. His breathing began to quicken and Harry stood up, Professor Binns not noticing at all. Harry ran from the room, the world spinning violently. He made his way down to the doors that led outside and saw snow on the ground. 

"What?" Harry gasped, staring at the swirling frost. 

Harry ran, slipping his way down towards the greenhouses and knocked on the door, with fury. No sounds came from inside the greenhouses. 

"No, no, no" Harry whimpered to himself holding onto his head as the world spun around him and he collapsed to his knees. "no no no no no"