The Real Harry Potter

"But that's bullsh..."

"Mr Potter I'd advise you to control your language," Professor McGonagall cut him off with a warning tone in her voice. "now I would advise you go to Madam Pomfrey if you feel that you need her help, if not then I would advise you to go and complete any homework you have remaining.

"But Professor, please I just..."

"Mr Potter, I have already made my opinion clear, have I not?"

"Yes...Professor McGonagall." Harry interrupted through gritted teeth as he got up and walked out of her office, his fist and teeth clenched as tight as possible.

He walked down the hallway, passing jeering crowds of students as he did. Some of them laughed at him, some pointed, other insulted, some waved their wands around like they were about to shoot a spell. Harry for any person that happened to see him looked perfectly calm on the outside, despite the his inner emotions, however two things gave him away. His clenched fist and the veins threatening to pop out of his forehead.

"Oi Potter," One Hufflepuff fifth year said as he walked alongside Harry. "like the badge?" He grinned as he put the badge as close to Harry's face as he could without touching him and pressed the badge so it would say Potter stinks.

"Oh yes, very nice, very original." Harry said sarcastically. "I congratulate you on standing out from the rest of the school Mr...oh wait I don't know your name, nor do I care about you so kindly do me a favour and go search long and hard for someone who does."

"Who the hell do you think you're talking to?!" The Hufflepuff demanded, all traces of a smile gone as he pushed Harry against a wall with one arm. Harry looked around for support but saw that he would get none as very few of the people around did not look entertained and even then they did not look like they would do anything.

"Look, I don't know if you're doing this because you just hate me or if you just think it's fun to go with the flow, but I am not in the mood for this shit." Harry growled out.

"Oh is that right?" The Hufflepuff asked in an amused voice. "What are you going to do?"

"I don't WANT to do anything, I just want you to leave me alone and back off."

"Oh and what are you going to do if I do this?" The Hufflepuff asked before punching Harry in the stomach, Harry slid to his knees coughing as he felt the effects of getting punched, hearing laughter from those around him did not help. "Aw did that hurt?" The Hufflepuff asked in a baby voice before he slapped him on the back of his head.

"Stop." Harry said in a low voice.

"What did you say?" The Hufflepuff asked, pretending to have not heard him.

"Look...I am not in the mood and I am dangerously close to going past my limit." Harry said in a warning tone. "In fact I am already at my limit, just back off, enjoy your victory and leave me alone."

"Or what Potter?" The Hufflepuff laughed before slapping Harry on the back of his head again.

"Hey come on dude," Another Hufflepuff said. "don't waste your time with Potter."

"Yeah," The first Hufflepuff nodded. "I might get something." He laughed before he walked away with his friends.

Harry sighed before he climbed to his feet, he glanced around and his anger rose when he saw people looking at him like he was an animal in a zoo, he restrained his initial instincts and walked off. Eventually he found an abandoned classroom, he walked in and slammed the door shut. He did not think he could go back to the Gryffindor common room at the moment and not punch or hex someone. He sat on the floor as he did not really care if he was going to be angry on a chair or on the floor.

"Fucking hell." Harry whispered as he rubbed his stomach.

Harry was not lying earlier when he said when he was at his limit. Say what you want but Harry had had enough. Not just because of all of the life threatening crap but also the people. He had spent years putting up with the Dursleys, of his cousin and uncle bullying him with his aunt either helping them or treating him like it was his fault. That plus Snape, Snape the potions professor who would just not fuck off. The man had a ridiculous hatred of Harry yet still constantly sought him out. That was bad enough. but made worse by the fact that nobody did anything about it.

Harry also had to deal with Malfoy who was another bully who would just not leave him alone. Harry was also pretty positive that the blonde prat was gay, the guy was like Harry's personal stalker. Now while Harry had no problem with gay people, he did have a problem with Malfoy who quite frankly was allowed to get away with more bullying than he would in any other school.

Then there was Harry's friends, Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger. Ron was someone who always found something to complain about, if Harry was being honest he'd gladly swap his life. Ron might have had to share with a lot of siblings but at least he wasn't punished for simply existing. Ron was Harry's first ever friend, and if Harry was being honest he probably would not have stayed friends with Ron if it wasn't for the fact that he had spent most his life without friends and had been pretty desperate to make some.

Ron always complained about something or the other and Merlin forbid Harry doesn't go along with Ron wants, in the past Harry did so simply because Ron was his first ever friend and he was desperate to keep him. And now after everything that had happened between them other the years Ron had decided to abandon him and call him a cheat. Harry couldn't help but compare him to Wormtail, Wormtail abandoned Harry's parents when they really needed him and in Harry's eyes Ron did the same.

After spending years doing whatever Ron wanted, dumbing himself down so Ron didn't think he was trying to show him up and generally putting up with the red headed disposal unit, Harry was rewarded by being abandoned and having his so called friend join everyone else in the 'hate Harry Potter club'.

Then there was Hermione, his second friend ever. Harry knew that if he was not so desperate for friends he likely would not have stayed her friend. The girl seriously had problems, one of which was her need to always know what was going on. She didn't ever let him a single moment of privacy thanks to her rather annoying need to know everything, at times she made him feel like she was his owner and he was her pet. If the girl was not reading a book then she was likely nagging him about something, actually no she was more than capable of doing both.