Harry Potter FanFiction based on the song Her Last Words by Courtney Parker. I do not own Harry Potter by J.K Rowling or Her Last Words by Courtney Parker.

Harmless Potter hated school, hated her bullies, hated her brother, hated her parents and teachers but she loved her Aunty, Uncle and cousin. Based off the song Her Last Words. WBWL Fem!Suicidal!Harry Warning! Death! Suicide! One-shot (possibly more)

Harmless Potter hated school, hated her bullies, hated her brother, hated her parents and teachers but she loved her Aunty, Uncle and cousin. Petunia, Vernon and Dudley had treated her like family, like the daughter and sister they longed for but could not have. When Harmless's twin brother, Josh, became the Boy-Who-Lived she was no longer though of as a Potter. Her 'Perfect' mother treated her worse then a house elf, her 'kind hearted' father forgot her existence and 'incredible' twin abused her. So she had ran away. Straight to her Aunty who took her in and raised her. Harmless had a petite, doll like body with bright blue eyes and golden hair. It was no lie that Harmless was beautiful but she did not believe that and everyone knows that people wanted to destroy things better then them so the Hogwarts student body made it their personal quest to destroy the little girl.

More days then not Harmless Potter could be found sobbing in the bathroom with moaning Myrtle as her only comfort. The scares that covered her wrists did not come from her cat, buttercup like she had said but from a knife she kept in her school bag for days such as this. Harmless might have been named as so but she was not. She had thought more times then she hadn't about jumping off the gryfindor tower, the place the sorting hat had put her in as some cruel joke. Maybe it was the words of her potions Professor that had pushed her over the edge. Maybe it was the howler that the Weasley twins had pranked her with. Maybe it was everything but let's go back to this morning...

Once again Harmless Potter has woken up too late for breakfast. The girls in her dorm hadn't woken her up because she 'could stand to lose a few pounds' when it was quite the opposite. Sighing she got in the shower and quickly washed off the dried blood from yesterday's cuts before getting redressed and grabbing her things. She was already late for her potions class and Professor Snape didn't miss a chance to make her feel worse then she already did. "You disgusting little chit!" Severus started as he looked down at her from above his nose before continuing, "Think you can turn up late, huh? You have just failed your 5th year potions class, Potter. Expect a troll on your NEWTs. Get out of my sight."

The potions door flew open and a teary eyed Harmless ran out of the classroom filled with laughing students and a smirking Severus. It just wasn't fair. She had studied and done her best in every class but because nobody would wake her up, sometimes even giving her a sleeping potion so she wouldn't, she always ended up with Trolls. She did not attend the next class but had turned up for lunch because the hunger pains got to much for her. Five minutes after she sat down a a brown owl flew in her direction and a howler dropped on her plate.

"You stupid girl! I hate you! I don't ever want to see you again!" The voice of Aunt Petunia rang through the hall as Harmless dropped her fork. "I should have killed you, you fat freak, when I had the shot!" The voice continued ranting until it exploded in a shower of paper. As Harmless ran out of the Great Hall crying she noticed Fred and George Weasley high-fiving and knew it was a horrible prank of there's but continued crying. Nobody cared when Harmless missed the rest of her classes and dinner. All knowing where she was, the girls bathroom, the same place that Hermione Granger, Josh Potter and Ronald Weasley had just finished teasing her in.

Hermione and Ron has held her head in a toilet for five minutes while Josh continuously flushed it then left the wet, sobbing girl to shower. It wasn't until she was clean that she turned to Myrtle and said "May, I-i don't think I can do it anymore. Life isn't what I once thought and I wish someone had told me sooner. I don't want to be in this awful place, with this awful race. It's a disgrace! I was born in the wrong time! The wrong place!" She sobbed and Myrtle floated next to her only friend and said in sadness "I'll miss you Hari, more then you will ever know but you are right. This is not the place for you. You are so much better then these morons. Don't forget me."

Maybe it was the fact that the universe knew Harmless was so close to death that she let this happen but Harmless grabbed Myrtle into a hug. Her hands did not go through the ghost but instead clutched onto the white form. "I will never forget you, my friend, my only friend, my best friend. Harmless spoke has ghostly tears fell from Myrtles eyes as she clutched onto the only thing that hid actually touched her in many years.

After Harmless finished saying goodbye, she climbed to the top of gryfindor tower and looked at the Quidditch pitch below her. The night was cold and dark with twinkling stars shining, as if saying goodbye to the beautiful girl. She didn't think twice as she took a deep breath and started singing quietly, one last time.

"Just an average girl

She always wore a smile

She was cheerful and happy for a short while

Now she's older

Things are getting colder

Life's not what she thought, she wished someone had told her

She told you she was down, you let it slip by

So from then on she kept it on the inside

She told herself she was alright

But she was telling white lies

Can't you tell? Look at her dull eyes

Tried to stop herself from crying almost every night

But she knew there was no chance of feeling alright

Summer came by, all she wore was long sleeves

'Cause those cuts on her wrists were bleeding through you see

She knew she was depressed, didn't want to admit it

Didn't think she fit in, everyone seemed to miss it

She carried on like a soldier with a battle wound

Bleeding out from every cut her body consumed

She had no friends at school, all alone she sat

And if someone were to notice she would blame the cat

But those cuts on her wrist, they were no mistake

But no one cared enough to save her from this self-hate

Things were going down, never really up

And here she is now stuck in this stupid rut

She knew exactly what she had to do next

Just stand on that chair and tie the rope around her neck

She wrote a letter with her hand shaking wild

"Look at me now! Are you proud of your precious child?"

But she knew that her parents weren't the ones to blame

It was the world that should bow down its head in shame

She stood up on the chair and looked out at the moon

Just don't think, it'll all be over soon

The chair fell down as she took her final breath

It's all over, all gone, now she's greeting death

Her Mum walks in, she falls down to the floor

And now nothing can take back what she just saw

The little girl that she raised is just hanging there

Her body's pale and her face is violently bare

She sees the note and unfolds it with care

All she does is stare, "How can this be fair?"

She starts reading as the tears roll down her face

"I'm sorry Mum but this world is just not my place

I've tried for so long to fix this and fit in

I've come to realize this world's full of sin

There's nothing for me here, I'm just a waste of space

I've got no reason to stay here with this awful race

It's a disgrace, I was misplaced

Born in the wrong time and in the wrong place

It's OK though, 'cause you'll see me soon

You'll know when your time has come, just look at the moon

As it shines bright throughout the night

And remember everyone's facing their own fight

But I can't deal with the pain, I'm not a fighter

You'll make it through the night, just hug your pillow tighter

So let the world know, that I died in vain

'Cause the world around me, is the one to blame

And I know in a year, you'll forget I'm gone

'Cause I'm not really something to be dwelled on

That's what they used to tell me, all those kids at school

So I'm going by the law "majority rules"

My presence on this earth is not needed any longer

And if anything, I hope this makes you stronger

You're the best friend that I ever had

Such a shame I had to make you so very sad

But just remember that you meant everything to me

And to my heart, you're the only one that held the key

Now it's time to go, I'm running out of space to write

And yes I lost my fight, but please just hold on tight

I'm watching over you from the clouds above

And sending down the purest and whitest dove

To watch over you, and be my helpful eye

So this is it, world, goodbye."

As she finished the last word she steeped over the edge a greeted death with open arms. Not screaming but giving the ground a sad but welcoming smile. Maybe if things had been different this wouldn't have happened but Harmless felt content with dying now, like this.

The next morning, before anyone had found the body of Harmless Potter, before anyone had gone looking, a letter arrived for every student and teacher from Harmless Potter. A letter had also arrived for the parents of all of those students and one for the ministry. All of those letters were the same but the one for her Aunt, Uncle and Cousin was different.

"Dear my wonderful Aunt Petunia, amazing Uncle Vernon and brilliant Cousin Dudley, I love you all with my whole heart and am sorry for the pain that I have and will cause you. Maybe if i wasn't a witch I would have lived and enjoyed the rest of my life but because of my magic I hadn't, I just couldn't. You guys and Myrtle are my everything but the bullying got to much and I couldn't go on. The goblins have my will ready and will call on you soon for the reading. Once again I love you and can never apologise enough for the pain I am putting you through. Aunt Petunia, keep gardening and do know that your brownies are much better then the ones at Hogwarts. Uncle Vernon, I hope you like owning Grunnings (yes I did buy it just for you, no you can not give it back. I'm dead and don't need the money). Cousin Dudley, I hope you find the perfect girlfriend and I am sure if you love her then I will love her as well. I will miss all of you. Goodbye. Harmless Lily Potter-Dursley."

A scream of anguish and pain from the loss of a child could be heard throughout Privet Drive as Petunia screamed and fell to to floor. Fist and head holes could be seen in the walls from where Dudley had taken out his pain. While Vernon turned purple and planned the revenge and death of every student and teacher in that school. While they started to deal with the loss that would follow them for life, witches and wizards all over London opened up a letter from a Potter they had never heard of.

"Dear Parents, Students, Teachers and Ministry Workers that opened this letter I'm going to start of with the facts out in the open; it's your fault that I committed suicide. Every time you shoved my head in a toilet or played a 'prank' on me or didn't tell off your child for their horrible words, you contributed to my death. Every time you called me a 'disgusting little twit' or something as equally bad you contributed to my death. When Voldemort comes back and you realise that you hailed the wrong person, I will not be there for you to beg to. So with my parting wards I hope you realise what you have done; it's your fault. Harmless Lily Potter."

Horrified parents, teachers, students, Aurors, and the Minister of Magic himself swarmed the castle and looked for the girl before finding a beautiful blonde haired 15 year old laying on the ground below gryfindor tower. To all those that had never seen her and the ones that had they couldn't help but actually look at Harmless. She lay on her side with one arm under her head with the other one next to her. Her gryfindor robes fell around her and everyone could see just how undeniably beautiful she really was.

Her rosy red lips held a taunting yet excepting smile and light pink blush made her look more perfect then normal. Everyone that had seen her remember pictures of Harmless Potter and her perfect green eyes that do many were jealous of. As Severus Snape stepped foreword in regret the once green eyes, now blood red snapped open and her mouth widened to show off pearly white fangs. Yes it was their fault she had died and it was their fault she was alive, well not fully.