Seek Revenge, Not Death…

A/N Ok, so I wanted to write a new story, and after racking my brains for a while, I came up with one, I can't wait to write it. It's a bit different but I'm sure people have probably read things like it before. So, I hope you like it please review!

Prologue

He tossed and turned in his bed as he saw him, that snakelike man laughing at him. But he wasn't going to kill him; no, Harry Potter would never kill, even if the man was laughing at his pain.

"Argh!"

"Harry?" He opened his eyes slowly in the darkness. "Sweetie, did you have another one?"

Harry nodded slowly as he pushed himself up in his bed. He felt so stupid, a seventeen year old screaming in his bed and his mum coming to find him. But that is what Voldemort reduced him to.

"What did you see? We need to tell Dumbledore," His mum replied.

"It was just a dream this time," Harry croaked to her, "Because he was torturing me."

"We should tell him anyway, sweetie," She replied.

"Will you stop calling me that!" Harry shouted at her and turned over.

Lily smiled, amused at her son's grumpiness. "I just worry about you swee- Harry," She heard Harry stifle a small laugh and went on, "It may have been seventeen years, but you were in a prophecy."

Harry rolled his eyes and said simply, "Goodnight mum," and heard his mother leave the room. He couldn't blame her for being worried about him; even he was worried about him. And although he had come out of a maze three years previously with a dead body and witnessed the return of Lord Voldemort, he wasn't scared. Worried, but not scared. He had the three greatest wizards' and witch of all time protecting him. Dumbledore and his parents had set up the Order of the Phoenix again after Voldemort returned, and there was more protection around him than there was at Hogwarts. With his Dad there, and his mum and Dumbledore, he felt safer than anyone, considering his position. And the prophecy said that he had to kill Voldemort, but he wouldn't kill anyone. He didn't have the heart. His dad had already said he'd do it. And what Harry's dad said was law to him; he trusted his dad with his life, literally. He'd always be there for him, always.

A/N Nice little prologue for you there. I love making new stories, and I love it even more when people review, so please be nice and click the little button there in the corner for me!