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Title: Enough Is Enough
Author: Dahlias
Summary: Shunned for who he is, Harry Potter snaps when an act of ultimate cruelty is done to him. What's the Savior to do when the cards have fallen and the world once again shows its true colors?
Rating: PG13 / R
Pairing: None
A/N: This is a one-shot with a sequel comming soon. It's short and can be considered Gen with Slash themes in the future but nothing a die hard Het reader couldn't handle -wink- It might seem a bit rushed but it's a 30 minute drabble, forgive? Lot's of thanks to Yahoo Launch who inspired this with their wonderful song collection! :)
Disclaimer: -ehem- The characters of the Potter verse are mine, I own them, I make money off them... wait? Someone gave me the wrong cue cards! Are you trying to get me sued? Get me my publicist! This is an outrage! For everyone's information I own nothing, if you think I do then bugger off and examine your head. Obviously Draco and Harry aren't shagging in the book if they did happen to be mine.

It had been an experience Harry wouldn�t want to relive but he learned from it.
The train ride seventh year was filled with surprises, for one, Harry finally admitted to his best friends that he was gay, of course Hermione tried to make him see reason, Ron simply sat there dumbfounded for a few minutes until his face turned red and he began yelling; If Harry had known that his business would have been heard through out the entire train he would have erected a privacy ward.
There was an old saying, something about good things coming from oddly wrapped packages or some such nonsense and Harry couldn�t agree more. Really, what wasn�t he expecting? By the end of their meal Harry found himself being stared at and whispered about and even the Gryffindor�s who had once rallied with him were now clumped together in one side of the table.
Harry had swallowed the lump in his throat when he saw his belongings still piled at the foot of his bed, he didn�t even say a word when he was told none too politely for him to find another place to sleep because his �kind� wasn�t wanted there. If it weren�t for Hermione, Harry was sure that he would be in the common room but he managed to remain content sleeping on a transfigured cot, Hermione claimed she liked the company but he knew better. He knew she felt sorry for him.
Classes were terrible, there were shoves in the hallway and taunting but Harry kept his head high, even when an older Hufflepuff spat at his feet. Malfoy was equally as horrible, taunting him and making snide comments, Snape wasn�t any easier either, it seemed this little tidbit gave him more fuel to criticize him and be even crueler � Occlumency wasn�t any better either.
Dumbledore had also chatted with him but Harry ignored his subtle hints of claiming that he made a joke of his sexual orientation. The last straw came while he was at breakfast and a strange package arrived for him. Tapping at it with his wand he found that it wasn�t jinxed or had a time delayed spell. Carefully and cautiously Harry removed the lid and blanched. His mouth open and lips trembled; he sat in his seat staring down with wet eyes at the mutilated form of his best friend Hedwig. No words escaped him, he wanted to scream but nothing came out, it remained lodged in his throat where he tried desperately to breath but his chest was burning. With trembling hands he replaced the lid and walked out of the Great Hall, it wasn�t until the doors closed softly behind him did he allow the tears to silently fall.
It didn�t help that when he asked for Hagrid�s help to find a spot for his dead friend later in the day he was brushed aside like a piece of lint. So instead Harry waited for the half giant to make his way towards the castle and hide behind the old makeshift home. Sitting on the damp ground he said a little prayer and tapped the box with a few muttered words � the smell of burnt flesh was carried past his nose and into the wind. Just sitting there he stroked the lid of the box, allowing himself to mourn his friend. �Having a wank Potter? Dreaming of that disgrace of a half bread Professor?� Of course Harry knew Draco Malfoy was referring to Hagrid. He could hear the snickering from the posse he now seemed to have crowded around him.
Releasing a shuttering breath Harry stood, box tucked underneath his arm; he didn�t bother to wipe his face, just simply faced the goggle of Slytherin's with tear tracks and red rimmed eyes. �Haven�t had time Malfoy. What with the school pining after me.� The sarcastic tone wasn�t missed. A smirk appeared on his face, an expression that didn�t fit well for the Boy-Who-Lived. �Do me a favor Malfoy, next time you write to you Death Eater of a father tell him to give Voldemort a message for me.�
Malfoy�s brow crinkled in confusion. �What are you on Scar-Head?�
�Tell old Tom he can breath a little easier. I�ve officially resigned.�
One would think that the Slytherin�s would be all smiles and cheering but that wasn�t the case. They were all quiet and a bit stunned; none more so than Malfoy, who looked at Harry with a befuddled expression and a hint of fear. �Potter?�
Harry simply turned and walked away, humming under his breath, steps seeming lighter.
�Potter! Hey Potter! What the bloody hell do you mean? Potter! Get back here Potter!!�
For the rest of the afternoon not hide or hair was seen of Harry Potter. At supper, the Slytherin's were subdues and Snape�s scowl was darker and meaner than ever, though Dumbledore didn�t seem much worried. The doors to the Great Hall opened and in strode Harry, wearing a pair of muggle pants and a muggle shirt. The wand in his hand was held loosely, his feet strode up to the podium where he faced Dumbledore. �Harry my boy, you�re out of uniform.�
�I won�t be needing them any longer Headmaster. I have a little announcement actually.� Whirling around he smiled sweetly at the curious on lookers of the sea of students. Dumbledore didn�t have a chance to speak. �Excuse me,� the hall quieted, Harry�s voice carrying over the mealtime chatter. �To those who are paying attention I have a little announcement. Today I received a package, inside contained my beautiful white feathered friend Hedwig, Imagine my surprise to find her not only dead but mutilated and bleed dry.�
The Great Hall was now quiet, even the Professor�s listened intently.
�Today I�ve suffered for the last time. I have not only been betrayed by close friends, but the very community I�ve been pushed to protect from Voldemort has turned against me for the simple reason I prefer a man rather than a woman.� Harry�s tone deepened and he glared out at the students. �I have grown sick and tired by every one of you. I am disgusted by the bigoted arses who not only reside in this room but also outside of here, sending me howlers day and night, yelling about how I�m not supposed to be attracted to the same sex, about how I�m supposed be this and that. Well, NO MORE!� The words poured out, the last two practically shouted.
Lifting his wand high in the air Harry spoke out, �I, Harry James Potter, on my magic and wand, hereby renounce my title of savior.� There was a sudden uproar. �I am no longer the Boy-Who-Lived, and I�m no longer acquainted with the likes of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.�
�Harry!� cried out Dumbledore, fear showing on his stunned face.
�As far as I�m concerned you all can rot in hell,� here, his face softened and he stared down at Hermione who was crying, hand over her mouth. �Accept for you �Mione, you deserve more than these children and this school can offer you.� Sneering, he looked out at the sea of upset and glaring faces. �I�m ashamed to be part of this community, I�m ashamed to be associated with the like of you guys, I spit on you and everything you stand for.� Harry spat on the ground. �You all created this mess, you all can clean it up. Voldemort is all your problem now, I couldn�t give two damns what happens to all of you and the rest of this world.�
With that Harry snapped his wand, letting out only a couple of sparks of magic. Dropping the broken pieces of his wand Harry quickly activated his emergency portkey and left the hellhole of Hogwarts.
The Wizarding World had lost its savior.

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