A/N: I have gone over this chapter and rewrote a chunk of it. Also, I am looking for a beta.

Pairings: Jacob/Harry, Edward/Harry (N/C), Bella/Angela, Emmet/Rosalie, Japser/Alice, Carlise/Esme, Leah/Jacob (One-sided), mentions of Hermione/Ron and Harry/Ginny and Draco/Harry

Warnings: Foul Language… Major Character Death… Non-Consensual… Violence… Depression… Character Bashing…

Summary: Harry's lost everything, and secludes himself far from his pain. Can he ever open up to his real love, especially when there's a jealous vampire waiting in the wings? Jacob/Harry

Flashbacks

Parseltoungue

It was chaos. Dead bodies strewn everywhere, people screaming in pain, or for death. Death knew no limits, as there were children and adults, centaurs and elves, evil and good beings lying dead upon the cold, hard ground. A deadly fire whipped around the grass, burning everything in sight. The school once known as Hogwarts was nothing more than rubble now.

The only things that were left standing are actually two humans, or as close to humans as they could be. A young boy with wildly disheveled raven hair with haunted green eyes, and a snake-like man with glowing red eyes. Wands were held at point, green clashing with red as they attempted to stare the other down.

Nearby there were the bodies of the young man's closest friends and lovers. One with bushy, blood soaked hair was lying across a jagged rock. Another young man with freckles and dirty red hair was dismembered from the waist down. One with white blonde hair and pale skin was laying still and silent in death. Worst of all was a young girl with long red hair placed, almost gently, out of the way.

The raven haired boy's eyes filled with grief and hatred as his magic washed over him completely. Losing control of who he was, he cast magic, dark and powerful, that even the Dark Lord himself did not know. A horrible, piercing scream echoed around him as the wind whipped up, lifting the Dark Lord high into the air. Then suddenly, it was done.

The lifeless body of the former Dark Lord fell to the ground, his eyes dull and empty.

It was over.

Finally coming back to himself, Harry stared at Voldemort's body with a sense of satisfaction, though not enough. Knowing what was awaiting his investigation of the scene; he closed his eyes and didn't dare open them.

He had to leave.

He couldn't stay here. There was nothing left for him. That bastard took everything from him. Unshed tears stinging his eyes, he quickly apparated to Gringotts, the Wizarding bank. Diagon Alley was in a chaos of celebration and mourning.

It was over.

He peered around the vast Marble area, looking for his goblin. Ah, there he was. "Meathook!" A short, squat goblin turned around and beckoned Harry forward.

"We have everything ready for you Mr. Potter." Meathook said as he led Harry to his office. "As we have discussed it, I have finalized the purchase on the home and motorcar you have specified." He paused, as if unsure of himself. "How many will be venturing forth?"

Harry bit back his tears and anger. Meathook didn't know, couldn't know. Taking a deep breath, Harry closed his eyes. "Just one, Meathook."

The goblin froze momentarily, shocked to find that not one other of his friends had survived. Meathook pulled himself out of it and nodded his concurrence.

"Of course Mr. Potter." He paused, looking down at Harry's file. "I just need your signature and blood on these forms." He placed four papers down on the desk in front of Harry. The Wizard picked up a quill and began signing as Meathook explained.

"This one is to grant you dual Wizarding citizenship, that way you may join the wizarding community if you so choose. This one here will grant you dual muggle citizenship, so you won't have to worry about temporary green cards or deportation." He paused for a moment as Harry signed both papers. "This one is to emancipate you in both wizard and muggle law, that way you will be responsible for yourself, no one can tell you what to do from here on."

Harry signed the third one with a bit of a flourish. Boy was he happy about this one. No more "magical guardians" or even worse, muggle ones. "The last one will transfer your vault funds to a secure Gringotts in America, along with a large chunk into a muggle bank."

Nodding, Harry signed the final one. He accepted a clean needle from Meathook and pricked his finger, dripping blood on each of the papers. Absentmindedly he stuck his finger in his mouth and sucked it til the blood stopped.

"Perfect. How will I be arriving?" MeatHook turned and filed the papers away in a magical filing cabinet that disappeared as soon as he closed the drawer.

"By Portkey Mr. Potter. Here, it is ready for you." The goblin pulled out an old hairbrush, and a large duffle bag that already had all of Harry's possessions pack away, under shrinking charms of course, and extended it to Harry.

Nodding, Harry gulped away his nausea and grabbed the port key.

"We wish you good luck Mr. Potter and may you finally be happy." With a magical and sickening tug behind his navel, Harry saw his world spin away before his eyes. His last view being of a grimly smiling goblin.

A/N: There you have it, the prologue of my story! Review and let me know what you think! I know it's short, but it's just a prologue.

~Kupo~