(Severus' POV)

It's funny, I mused. that the final battle between the Dark Lord and Potter could be so anticlimactic. The Dark Lord had managed to get onto the grounds, and when Potter finally caught up with him, the Dark Lord had not even had the chance to raise his wand before Potter had muttered the spell that ended his life. The Dark Lord would never return.

But that was four hours ago, and Potter hasn't been seen since. The school was in a state of panic, everyone was looking for the boy who lived, now, he supposed, the boy who triumphed.

But by seven, when Potter had not been found, Dumbledore called for the students to eat and rest before the search continued. Looking at the Gryffindor table, they looked to be the most subdued, no one really eating much.

The tense silence was broken, when none other then Harry Potter walked through the doors of the great hall, letting them shut with a bang. The hall broke out the great whispers, the headmaster rose from his seat, but Potter merely slung his guitar around his shoulders, plugged his guitar up to an amp, and began to play. The headmaster, still standing, looked on without the usual twinkle in his eye. Clearing his voice, Harry began to sing.

Do you ever feel like breaking down?
Do you ever feel out of place?
Like somehow you just don't belong
And no one understands you

Do you ever wanna run away?
Do you lock yourself in your room?
With the radio on turned up so loud
That no one hears you screaming

No you don't know what it's like
When nothing feels alright
You don't know what it's like to be like me

To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked
When you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
When no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like

Welcome to my life

Do you wanna be somebody else?
Are you sick of feeling so left out?
Are you desperate to find something more
Before your life is over

Are you stuck inside a world you hate?
Are you sick of everyone around?
With the big fake smiles and stupid lies
But deep inside you're bleeding

No you don't know what it's like
When nothing feels alright
You don't know what it's like to be like me

To be hurt
To feel lost

To be left out in the dark
To be kicked
When you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
When no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like

Welcome to my life

No one ever lies straight to your face
And no one ever stabbed you in the back
You might think I'm happy
But I'm not gonna be ok

Everybody always gave you what you wanted
You never had to work it was always there
You don't know what it's like
What it's like

To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked
When you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
When no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like

To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked
When you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
When no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like

Welcome to my life

(He said looking directly at Dumbledore.)

Welcome to my life

(He said looking at me with malice in his eyes)

Welcome to my life

(He said looking at his two best friends.)

The hall was silent, but Potter simply changed the tune and began to sing again.

Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go
So make the best of this test, and don't ask why
It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time
It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right
I hope you had the time of your life
So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time

Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial
For what it's worth, it was worth all the while
It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right
I hope you had the time of your life.
It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right
I hope you had the time of your life.
It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right
I hope you had the time of your life

After the final note was played, the hall erupted in cheers, but Potter had heard none of that he simply turned around and left. Never to be seen again. So say it was the fact that he had nothing to fight for anymore, other said it was to get Dumbledore back for telling him that he would still have to go back with the Dursley's this summer, I, of course believed none of it. The headmaster was crushed, and searched for Potter for years, but with no luck. Potter just seemed to disappear.

Still life went on, and on the nights when making my rounds, I could swear that I still hear Potters voice coming from the astronomy tower…

You grew up way to fast and now there's nothing to believe

And reruns all become our history

A tired song keeps playing on the tired radio

And I won't tell em' your name

I think about you al the time

But I don't need to sing

It's lonely where you are come back down,

And I wont tell 'em your name