Chapter one

After Harry Potter got off the train he didn't go to see if their Dursley's were there, Harry decided if this war was heating up then he needed money, he would need a lot of money. So Harry snuck away using his cloak and got to Gringotts where he basically emptied is vault. Thanks to a few charms he found in one of his books, the bag he placed all the money in weighed next to nothing and it was able to take anything he wanted. It had undetectable expansion charm on it, with the feather light charm, it felt to Harry like he didn't have anything in his bag. He exchanged half it into muggle money, which gave him over two hundred thousand pounds.

It took days, but Harry finally got the Dursley's to understand how dangerous it would be if they remained at Privet drive, especially once the wards fail. He explained that they would fall the moment Harry left. So the Dursley's finally packed up and left.

Harry Potter had done a lot of thinking, he began to think over what he had to do. He then began to think about how the magical world including adults like Dumbledore and McGonagall all believed he was the chosen one. Dumbledore may be dead but that didn't mean anything to the people who had heard the truth from the old man. He made sure to tell everyone that only Harry could destroy Voldemort.

Harry would walk around the empty house feeling frustrated, he kept thinking how he just didn't know enough to do what Dumbledore expected of him. He got angry about how Dumbledore had talked in riddles, or answered but without giving away too much. It made Harry think of the times he had ask the old man to live somewhere else, to get away from the Dursley's, he would growl in frustration.

Once Harry had begun to think about how terrible his life was with the Dursley's, he began to think about other times his life was hard. Snape had bullied him ever since they met yet Dumbledore allowed the greasy git to do what he wanted. Harry had almost died at Hogwarts and that happened every year. He had gone looking for things like the philosophers stone and the chamber of secrets, so he knew it was partially his fault. But Harry still believed that the school was just too dangerous. He had gone to McGonagall so many times about things happening to him just for her to blow him off or ignore his complaint.

'None of them ever helped me,' Harry growled, 'Yet they expect me to save them from Voldemort,' Harry thought about that, they believe it is my destiny, my duty.

Harry sat on the floor in the middle of the empty living room, he decided to do some serious thinking.

'Okay, the magical world is full of bigoted prejudice people that live in centuries behind the muggles. I thought it all looked magnificent when I first saw Diagon Alley then Hogwarts. But really, old fashioned quills, and robes, I still think they look like old fashioned dresses. What is it with all the witches and wizards, why don't they want to move forward? Fleur didn't wear those old ugly robes, all those girls from Beauxbaton's wore nice clothes.

'If I do finish Voldemort which I doubt very much, he would probably kill me before I get a chance. Will the magical world change? Will people like Fudge, Umbridge and Malfoy still be making the decisions for this world? Will it get any better? No, they would still want the purebloods to have all the rights and people like Hermione and the Creevy brothers will be classed as lower beings, second class citizens. They would even think that way about me whether I kill Voldemort or not.'

Harry thought of what the magical world was like and what the muggle world was like, he compared the two.

'Well, I definitely prefer the muggle world when it comes to living in a modern world but also it has more to offer. If I have my own home then it will have electricity. Blimey, imagine someone like Ron and Ginny trying to work all the electrical stuff, they'd probably blow everything up. Ron and Ginny,' Harry thought of them, 'Ron is still a jealous prat, how Hermione likes him is baffling, especially when he upsets her so much. He just doesn't think sometimes then just blurts out rubbish. Ron never really stood by me as a true friend should,' Harry thought about the times they argued or when Ron just went off like when Harry had been picked as a fourth champion. Those times made Harry's life harder and Ron didn't care, he just went off on one of his rants. Once he got past the dragon Ron expected things to be like they were.

'I did speak to him but I knew then I could never trust him again, he can be a great friend sometimes but not when I really needed him. Another thing with Ron, he can be a bit of a bully, he picked on Hermione often, he called Luna, looney and still talks behind her back. No, Ron is not the type of friend I want. Then we have Ginny, okay, we dated, she is fun, we had a good time together, but she's clingy.'

Harry thought about the girl he had dated, thought about how she was before they got together.

'She acts like one of those fangirls that Hermione tells me about. Ginny did say she has liked me from the time she was young yet she didn't know me then, she hadn't even met me. All she knew about me was the-boy-who-lived. She is a fan, it's the way I'm thought of that she likes. I told Hermione it's flattering having so many girls after me, but I would never take any of them seriously, which means Ginny is out. I can't love someone that wants me for how I'm thought of, not who I am. She's a bloody fangirl, why didn't I see it before, she's as bad as Romilda Vane and all those others that wanted to slip me a love potion.'

Harry growled as he began to pace the room again, 'So she's out, I broke up with her so even if I see her again I'll remind her of that then ignore her. Ron, well, to me he's not a friend, not a loyal friend. How often did he get jealous because he thought I fancied Hermione. Okay, Hermione turned out to be beautiful and she is smart, she doesn't like me because of how I'm thought of. But seriously, she tries to act like my mother, always telling me what to do, always bossy. No, she is not someone I could have a life with, Ron can have her in that way. Okay, she's a great friend and she has stuck by me even when she's been in the wrong, which she has more times than she will admit.'

Harry kept walking around the room, 'If the three of us go away together I know what will happen. There will be fights between Ron and Hermione, fights between me and Ron, Hermione trying to take charge of everything and Ron will leave all the work to me and Hermione. And Ron would complain endlessly if we asked him to help with research. I would get more done alone then having to put up with them. But then it comes back to how everyone expects me to save them when I've been treated like an attention seeking deranged idiot.'

'Okay, I'm the chosen one, but I don't want any of that, I never did, shouldn't I have a say in my life. I do want Voldemort dead, but it seems no one is really willing to help, they just expect me to do it. Then we have Dumbledore who dictated my life over the last six years when really it wasn't up to him. He's not family, he's not my father, he was the headmaster of Hogwarts. So what right did he have to tell me where I can stay during the holidays? But now, he's passed all this on to me when I don't even know enough spells to keep me alive, something that old man is to blame for, all the mistakes he made when hiring teachers. Apart from McGonagall and Flitwick, no one ever taught me anything that could help now.'

'How the fuck am I supposed to fight a war when you didn't bother to train me?' Harry yelled the empty room, he was frustrated and angry. 'He always knew about the prophecy, he knew it would be me, yet he didn't bother to train me,' Love, Harry thought of that word and what it meant. Dumbledore believes love is what will end it.

'He really lost it, I think Dumbledore had dementia or something. If you're up there somewhere Dumbledore then you really have no clue if you think I'm full of love. How, how could I be when I've never loved anyone nor have I felt love from anyone. I got close to Sirius but didn't spend enough time with him to get any type of feelings, I liked the bloke, I didn't love him, I don't even know what love feels like.'

Harry realised these thoughts were going to drive him crazy. They kept going around and around his head. He needed to make some decisions, so first, the magical world and how he had been treated, with no help from even the teachers. How the magical world was so far behind it was like they just couldn't see that moving into the twentieth century is a good thing. Then he thought of his friends, okay, he liked them, he liked all his friends, but they can look after themselves, why do they expect me to save them.

'There's really no one here for me, so why save a world when I have no one. Maybe it's time I think about me, what do I want. Well, I always wanted to be normal, just another kid, having fun, to be a teenager, to date, to be an idiot. Whenever I acted differently everyone thought I was insane or the next dark lord.'

Harry thought about Voldemort, 'Okay, he wants me dead, but the world is a big place, he could never take over the entire world. He would have to deal with other magicals in other countries. They would never allow him to take over so easily as he did here. Fleur Delacour had told everyone that the entire French magical government was going to fight him and his death eaters. Charlie said the same with the Romanian ministry. Then you have all the muggles, sooner or later the muggle military will step in. They will think he's a terrorist and most countries take a hard line against terrorist.'

Harry thought of the muggles and what types of weapons they have, 'You know, I could send them an anonymous letters, give them details about Voldemort and his death eaters. The trouble there is I can't tell them about magic, they don't know it's real,' Harry walked around the room again, 'The Prime Minister knows about magic, surely the Queen knows, there must be others. I could write multiple letters, give them as much information as I can so they know what they are up against. I know where the Malfoy manor is even if it has charms to prevent muggles seeing it. But would muggle technology be blind to houses that were charmed with things like the fidelius charm?' he had a lot of thinking to do and not much time to do it.