The Winged Neko - A Drarry Story (DISCONTINUED!!!)

Chapter 1- 8th year

Harry's POV

"Monday. July 30, 20xx.

    It's been a few weeks since the end of 7th year at Hogwarts. I have been at the Dursley's house and it's HELL. No, worse than Hell. It feels like I was thrown into an abyss and I try to get out but people are dragging me back down. I want to move out but there has been a few...setbacks... I still can't believe that this "family" are relatives of mine. I want to murde-"

  "Child!" I stopped writing about all the drama going on with my life and got off my bed. Aunt Petunia yelled again, "I need you to come down here, NOW!" I closed my journal and put it in a random drawer in the bedroom. "Coming!" I yell back. 'I wonder what she wants now,' I thought. 'It isn't time to cook lunch.'

    As I walk down the stairs, I see someone that seemed familiar facing the other direction. "There he is." Aunt Petunia said to the man. She then left to calm an upset and whining Dudley. As the man turns around, I freeze. "P-padfoot..." There's a moment of silence when he says, "Hello, Harry..."

 I felt tears threatening to fall when I say, "But how are you alive, I saw you die..." He sighed. "I knew you were going to ask that... Well, when I was hit with that...curse, I was killed but...someone brought me back using the resurrection stone." Then, he smiled and I smiled back, holding the unwelcomed tears in. 'Who helped him?' I thought but shook the question away, I just need to be glad he's back. "Now, I need to tell you why I came here." I look at him confused. 'Why was he here actually?' The question rang in my head as I looked at the godfather I loved dearly. "I came to see if you would like to live with me at 12 Grimmauld Place."

 My jaw dropped slightly. With no hesitation, I squealed, "Would I like too!? I'd love too!" I was going to live with my godfather! I don't have to live in this hell hole anymore! "Okay then, go pack up now!" I ran upstairs and after half an hour, I had packed everything up. "I'm ready!" I cheered while basically skipping down the stairs. "Lets go!" We walked outside to the driveway and stopped.

   "Which way are we going to travel?" I ask. "We'll walk." Padfoot said smiling. "Okay!" I squeaked in reply. As we walked down the street, I noticed that Padfoot was looking out into space. "Hey, Padfoot? Is something wrong?" He looked at me and sighed. He dug around in his pockets and gave me a slightly crumpled letter.

    Dear Mr.Potter,

      We are here to inform you that we are going to give an opportunity to redo your 7th year. Please find a list attached with all necessary books and equipment. The term starts September 1st. We await your owl by no later then July 31.

  Yours sincerely,

Headmistress Minerva McGonagall

(In this fanfic, Dumbledore is still dead)

      I looked at Padfoot and at the letter. "Well, what are waiting for! I need to get prepared for 8th year!" I yell. Padfoot looks at me then yells, "Let's go!" Padfoot took his wand out and we apparated to Diagon Alley. I felt a little queasy but I don't really care and started running to the shops.

  After preparing everything, we walked to the manor. I sat down on the couch with my old phone. The Dursley's decided I needed a phone so they gave me an old phone that Dudley had a few years ago. Sirius noticed this and muttered a spell and the old phone turned into an iPhone 11. "Thanks Padfoot," I say. "Your welcome" "Well, I'll go plan on what we should eat today." I nod and grab my headphones and set up everything on my new phone and after a bit, I got onto YouTube and created a playlist with songs I like and then, without realizing it, I started singing.

"You say I make you nervous, a tragedy. I'm a beautiful disaster, a reckoning. You wonder how I got this way." I started in a whisper. "You think I'm someone to be saved, someone to clean up and tame. Oh somethings never change, never change, oh~." I continued, holding the note for a bit, turning into a loud whisper.

"You think I would look pretty on your arm. Once you cover up my bruises and battle scars. But it always ends the same. Can't bear the things I've had to face. Got you crying on your knees in pain. Oh somethings never change, never change, oh~"  I sang, not realizing that my voice is slowly rising in volume.

"You'll break your back to make me feel again! Suffocate to make me breathe again! Lose your mind from endless praying! Somethings never change, never change, oh~! Redemption never came." My voice rising and lowering as I sang.

"I stopped asking for forgiveness 'cause you should know. Only fools tread where the angels fear to go. But you keep trying to get too close. Saved myself by turning into stone. So save your judgment 'cause you just don't know.But somethings never change, never change, oh~" I felt peace flow through my body as I sang.

"They say I should feel guilty and change my ways. Leaving crumpled bodies in my way. Swear I didn't mean to make them break! But they're so delicate and so mundane~ And they keep coming like a moth to flame~ Oh somethings never change, never change, mmm-mmh~"

"You'll break your back to make me feel again. Suffocate to make me breathe again. Lose your mind from endless praying. Somethings never change, never change, oh~ Redemption never came..." I finished singing when I heard clapping.

Hay~

I has finished editing this.

This took 2 fracking hours!

Hope you enjoyed my pain.

Made in May? I dunno. Edited Nov 20, 2020. 1006 words.

Bye child.