Rating: K

Category: Harry Potter

Pairings: Hermione/Ron

Warnings: Attempted suicide and Major Character Death

Summary: Harry had one question for them. One question only one of ten answered. Finally fed up of living the life to meet others expectations Harry decides it's time to strike out on his own, at 16. The problem is it was only a dream and now he has reality to face.

Credits: To J.K. Rowling for writing the books in the first place. (A/N: Song is called Will you remember me? by Sarah McLachlan)

Answer Me This

Chapter 1

Question and their Answers

The room was stuffy. All of the students sat at their desk trying to accomplish something. The Slytherins eyed their cauldrons with a critical eye while the Gryffindor's stared at their cauldrons with a small hope that a miracle would occur and whatever was wrong would be corrected. In the front of the room sat a particular popular Gryffindor, Harry, who had made the potion perfectly and was now currently bottling it. He bottled a few extra just in case something happened to one of them. He placed the bottle on the desk and was meet with a raised eyebrow. Harry had just sat back down when the professor stood up and barked at them to bottle their potions. This professor in particular seemed to really hate Harry so Harry had no qualms of ignoring him as he packed up his stuff. Once he was done with that he took a seat. Hermione and Ron shot him confused looks but he just shooed him away. When the classroom was cleared out Harry approached the professor's desk. Professor Severus Snape. The name slid in and out of his thoughts in the blink of an eye.

"Professor I have a question," Harry stated. Severus looked up annoyed.

"Well, get on with it," Severus barked.

"Professor, what would you do if I died today," Harry asked. Severus blinked. He had expected him to ask to change the deadline on the homework.

"I would- I would probably look at my memories," Severus said in a trance. "I would definitely go to your funeral. I would probably have a photo of you placed next to your mother." Harry nodded.

"Thank you, sir," Harry said as he picked up his bag. "You're the first one to give me an answer. Professor Dumbledore ignored me, Hermione and Ron looked at me like I was crazy, and Remus..."

"I do not need to know about the wolf and his mutt," Severus said darkly. Harry gave a nod of acknowledgment and headed to the door.

"Professor, not everything is as it seems," Harry said so quietly Severus wasn't sure he had heard him. Before Severus could demand him to explain Harry was already out the door and about to turn the corner.

"Where is Mr. Potter," Severus said as he scowled at the two Gryffindor's who had just been snogging. The two stared at him blankly.

"Sir, we haven't seen him since Transfiguration," Hermione told him. Severus swore loudly and rushed out of the room and straight towards the Astronomy Tower. He was arriving when he saw a form falling in the air. Quickly he pulled out his wand and performed a cushion charm, a heavy cushion charm. It was at that moment Harry landed; with a loud sickening crunch. Severus winced.

"Dear esteemed peers and my dearest teachers,

As I write this I am staring out at one of you. The only one who would answer my question. What would you do if I died today? I'll be real shocked if you guessed who it was that answered my question and almost stopped me from jumping; almost. If you guessed Professor Severus Snape you are correct, if not good try. I asked 9 other people aside from Professor Snape what they would do today and none of them gave me a reason today except Professor Snape. I asked my friends (Ron and Hermione), Remus, Sirius, Professor McGonagall, the headmaster, Tonks, My Aunt, and My Cousin (Dudley). You are no doubt wondering how they responded. You can ask them I'm sure they would remember. For many years I was always living up to how people wanted me to be not living the way I want to. I remember when I first met Hagrid and he told me I was a wizard. I thought I was 'just Harry' and that was all I would ever be. I guess with Voldemort gone I saw no reason to live anymore. My life destiny was fulfilled and my purpose gone chalked off to history you sleep through in History of Magic class. I have written a letter to several people I thought might like to hear the reason as to why they were the reason I came to this decision.

Harry James Potter"

I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories

Remember the good times that we had?
I let them slip away from us when things got bad
How clearly I first saw you smilin' in the sun
Wanna feel your warmth upon me, I wanna be the one

I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories

I'm so tired but I can't sleep
Standin' on the edge of something much too deep
It's funny how we feel so much but we cannot say a word
We are screaming inside, but we can't be heard

But I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories

I'm so afraid to love you, but more afraid to loose
Clinging to a past that doesn't let me choose
Once there was a darkness, deep and endless night
You gave me everything you had, oh you gave me light

And I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories

And I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories
Weep not for the memories

"He will survive," Poppy announced several hours later. Many relaxed and a few rushed up to Poppy to ask to go into see him. She refused and shooed a majority of them away except one. He was standing in the shadows. He was tired. He looked like he would faint any second with black circles under his eyes and pale skin that was naturally pale, much paler.

"I want to see him," Severus whispered and Poppy nodded. She pushed the doors open and watched as Severus walked over to the small broken form of Harry James Potter. She watched him whisper to him how sorry he was and she felt her heart breaking a little more.

"Mr. Potter it is time for your potio-," Poppy was saying and then she saw the empty bed and the potion landed on the floor walking up Severus who had fallen asleep in the chair next to Harry's bed sometime during the night. Severus's eyes widened when he saw the empty bed. He rushed to check the restroom; Harry wasn't there. He rushed to the Gryffindor tower while Poppy flooed the headmaster. He rushed into the common room ignoring the Fat Lady as she rambled on about rude people, he ignored the staring and whispering students and headed straight up the boys dorm for 6th years. 4 beds but only 3 trunks. Severus went straight to the one without the trunk. On the bed was a note.

Elsewhere, Harry let a smile cross his face. Harry could not help a grin as he greeted Madam Maxine and headed into his new school. He was thrilled about glamours and healing spells and was glad he had read about over the summer.

"It has come to my notice that Mr. Potter has left our premises and will not be returning for quiet some time," Albus informed his staff. "He left a note informing me that if I did not inform the school as to the fact that he left, he would never come back to Hogwarts."

Harry grinned at the headmistresses as she introduced him to someone from his year. He was the only boy at the whole school so this was going to interesting.

"Students of Hogwarts it is in deep sadness that I inform you that Mr. Potter is no longer with us and will probably not return to us," Albus informed the school. Several people broke out whispering but Albus held his hand up for silence. "He had also informed us through a note that he may finish his education elsewhere and then disappear into the muggle world." More people broke out talking. Several of the staff members shifted slightly in their chair. This was going to be interesting.

Harry smiled as he entered his dorm. At that moment he was making history as he was the first boy in history to ever attend the Beauxbatons school. He was also hoping to be the first ever Head Boy for next year. He sat down on his bed as he examined his new room. He had the whole dorm to himself. This was going to be a interesting year. He would finally be able to live.