Harry Potter Oneshots :)

Gone

Set in 5th year. No Umbridge. Kind of drarry? They don't get together but Harry likes him?
This is sad bruh. Well at least to me.

He was sitting in his room, the others had
gone to see Hagrid, well, that's what they said. He knew they were lying, you could tell by the gleam in Hermione's eyes. He didn't say other than a simple 'oh..' Thinking that if they -being Ron and Hermione- had their alone time, they would hang out with him later. -they never did-. They didn't even seem to acknowledge him.

He was starting to lose hope when even Malfoy wasn't spitting snide remarks, Imagine seeing the saviour of the wizarding world sitting alone at dinner, humiliating.

That would be good right? Him saying nothing was better than saying something rude. With that in mind he had went over to the Slytherin table asking if they wanted to be friends. He didn't get a response. No one else seemed to react either.. That's odd.

It had been months later, He was starting to fall for Draco, stealing quick glances at him during meals. While he was doing so, Draco wouldn't stop staring at an other boy named Blaise Zabini. Draco couldn't see how his heart was slowly breaking with every love filled stare.

He went to Hogsmaede alone that year, instead of hanging with friends, he took the time to get everyone a present for christmas, or whatever other holiday they celebrated.

He was so excited for Christmas day, hoping that someone had gifted him a present. His heart broke when on Christmas morning he saw that Molly -A woman he saw as family- hadn't made him a sweater. He hadn't even been invited to the Burrow.

He stayed in his dorm the rest of break.

When he planned to ask Hermione and Ron what they had done over break they simply ignored him. They hadn't even seemed to notice his reddened cheeks and puffy eyes.

In February, he gave everyone he knew a valentine, even if he knew they already had one. He wanted to make sure no one felt left out.

He was.

He thought he could at least count on Ginny to write a cheesy love poem. She didn't so when everyone else was spending time with their crushes, he was in his dorm, tears spilling from his eyes as he got out the poem from years ago and silently read it to himself.

Maybe it was all his fault. Had he done something wrong?

It's was now March, he barely came down to the great Hall for meals. For the first time in his life he was early for potions. He sat at the back of the classroom. Snape looked at him for a moment then looked away his expression was as though he was staring at air.

People were piling in, he saw Draco and Blaise sitting together. He was happy for them of course, but he couldn't not notice the pang in his heart if he looked at the couple for too long.

After a long lesson, he was putting my note away and on to my next lesson.. Herbology.

People were pairing up. He just waited it out, hoping that someone would ask him to be their partner, spare him the utter embarrassment of having to go up to Professor Sprout and tell her he didn't have a partner.

But alas, no one did. No one wanted to be partners with him. And he didn't have a clue on earth why.

He just sat at the back of the classroom. What's the worry of missing one class?
On his way back to his dorm he thought he saw a glimpse of something.. Whatever it's just a trick of his mind.

Slowly, he started to let himself go. Not going to classes, not eating, not doing anything but sitting and rotting away in his dorm.

No one noticed of course. They couldn't have if they tried.

Harry had died in the Triwizard tournament the year before, and there was nothing they could do about it.

Though, they always did wonder why Snape, the old greasy bat, kept a desk in the back of the potions room off limits.

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