Voldie Come Do The Disclaimer

Voldemort: Don't call me voldie you insufferable Mudblood

Me:I'll stop calling you that but if you ever call me a Mudblood again I'll lock you in a room with umbridge

Voldemort:*pales and gets on knees*

No please I'll do anything just don't do that

Me:Do the disclaimer

Voldemort: BoBoMALEC does not own Harry Potter because if she did Ginny would have died in CoS

~Harry POV ~

It felt so good and cold against my skin.

I wanted to feel the pain and know what it was like.

I wanted them to feel my pain and understand the pain I felt when I was blamed.

They blamed me for Sirius' death at the Department of Mysteries.

That lemon drop eating coot told me that if I wouldn't have been so stupid Sirius would still be alive.

I was betrayed by people I thought were my family.

Hermione Granger was only my friend for the fame.

Ronald Weasley only wanted to be my friend do the money.

Ginerva Weasley only wanted to marry The-Boy-Who-Lived for fame and money.

I wanted them all to feel the pain I felt.

When I was betrayed.

When I was abused.

When I was scorned.

When I was hurting.

I should just drag the metal across my wrist.

Let the dark crimson spill onto the floor.

Let my blood stain the world.

I am not needed.

I am not loved.

I am not wanted.

I am not important.

I am not cherished.

and I am not anyone's pawn.

I should do I and get it over with.

Let the light fade from my eye's.

Watch my soul leave this plain.

Because I only have one friend.

The Cold Steel.