Harry- I get off the train with the others having a feeling that the Professors where following behind us. I keep getting distracted loads so I have Pasny holding my hand and guiding me, I have always been like this always distracted, never paying attention, I can't even read, I can't write properly either from the little pain my my wrist or because of me not being able to read, I also find emotions confusion, confused if it's my turn to speak or I speak too much especially on things that truly fascinate me and I find it confusion when people saying thing like sarcasm or if someone says something and I believe it if it actually make sense, so in the end I find everything confusion really, life is a confusing and hard place. I sometimes when certain smells I didn't or the light were flickering or a noise irritating me or was doing something that changed my normal routine I used to have meltdown like hitting my self or banging my head on the wall or pulling on my hair or that I feel trapped and not concentrating on anything or not being able to breath which usually indicate me having a panic attack, sometimes not be able to calm down or speak at all. My family once took me to this place something like Aba or something like that they made me sit still like my legs bouncing or sitting sitting and not moving like whe I rock backwards and forwards or stop my stimming ans I use to do this thing called flapping or that I never speak so they got me too but when I did start speaking at the age of six I kept doing this thing where I would repeat but I couldn't control it. I hated it there, not moving or anything hurt, I wish I never was forced to be there, sucks on them I do them all anyway I go read of there voices of telling me to not move and do it anyway, I hated them so I didn't listen to them. I hear someone say my name, I turn my head smiling at pansy noticing my fingers moving "yeah"
Pansy- "you okay?"
Harry- I nod my head "yeah" then looking around noticing we are now at the the front of Hogwarts. I look down as I walk the steps and towards the great hall. When we got there I go through walking over to the Slytherin table feeling Pansy let go of my hand as I sit down between Blaise and Draco. I watch as all the those walk in then I heard there voices coming close to my new house table.
Ron- "Harry why you sitting there, your in Gryffindor rememeber"
Harry- I open my mouth to speak but I could feel everyone eyes on me and it was like I had a lump in my throat and couldn't speak, this happens all the time.
Draco- "he is Slytherin, Professor McGonagall allowed him to have a resort and the other head of courses agreed"
Dumbledore- "that is not allowed, Mr Potter get back to your real house or there will be points and detentions"
Filius- "actually Albus in the school rule if a student wants a resort they shall be given it also if all four head of houses agree a student shall be given a resort too, there is nothing against the rules to have a resort and Mr Potter was given one, seeing as Slytherin was the house he was original the house he was meant to be in his first year but he argued because he didn't know of our world and had horrible views about the house he was supposed to be in whispered into his years"
Ron- I sneer at him "always knew you were a slimy Slytherin, should of never trusted you or been friends with you"
McGonagall- "Mr Weasley, Thirty point from Gryffindor for saying cruel words about another house and another twenty for being rude and mean to another student"
Ron- I huff storming off to my house table with the other two following behind me
Draco- I turn looking at Harry "you okay Potter?"
Harry- I nod my head rocking a little bit
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Rebel - HP
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