Night Owl | Harry Potter FF (DROPPED)

In the vast land of Scotland, the great castle of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry stands almighty, as it rebuild itself from the damage taken from the war.

It was late at night, but the lights the castle was giving and the stars in the sky, was lightning up the surroundings close to the castle.

Even though the school of Hogwarts was still not fix that much, bunch of wizards experts and special people were gathered all in the Grand Hall, where it has a very festive atmosphere. And that's because of the celebration of the victorious win against the Dark Wizard, Voldemort.

They all lift their hands carrying a glass of different liquids, as they cheers with each other, laughing to their selves. It was all very well.

Midst of the mess, a group of teenagers, about to reach the young adult age, were gathered around by themselves. As they talk about each other, as after all, they were all the one who understand each other, unlike the other oldies in the hall. In the middle of those people, clearly stands out the male wearing a round glasses, green eyes, and a very not-so stylish clothes,

-of course, the famous Harry Potter.

The one who saved everyone in their misery, since birth.

It took a while before eventually, it was getting more less people, and also more quiet. Harry was standing in one of the room, just a while ago, they talked about what job they should do.

He knew even though the boss was defeated, there's still the underlings left. And he knew he still bear that burden. Which there's a huge chance he will be an Auror. Which was also his friend, Ron, goal to be.

Now that makes him think about a certain guy, one he mildy despise. A guy named Elliot.

That made him uncomfortable, furrowing his eyebrows in infuriated feeling.

'If he just didn't side with him. Everything would end well-'

Harry grits his teeth in frustration. But one second after, he relaxes his breath. He knew thinking about that guy would not be better.

He turns his back away heading to the hall, until one sound made him stay in his feet.

He looked behind him, as a cloaked man departs as soon as he stopped.

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The man silently and lightly walks back, as he sees the certain man, gritting his teeth randomly. But he knew it better than anyone.

It was him again.

He felt guilty. For no reason at all. He himself knows it, everyone knows it but doesn't acknowledge it.

He was not a Death Eater. Not one chance he became one.

But just misunderstanding occurs, and his helpless state made the most trustable hero in the wizarding world, hate him.

And just like a virus, the hate was spread. He had no choice but to accept the irrational blame. But that just makes him laugh.

Of course, the weaker will always get the worst.

He was one of the weakest student, and just to be fortunate, he was lined up with the best possible students in the school. Hermione, who slays when it comes to knowledge. Harry is unbeatable when it comes to skills and talent. While Ron serves as the most loyal friend you can have. Then comes Draco, all-around talented. Daphne, Seamus, Theodore, Pansy, hell even the cowardly Griffindor Neville managed to surpass him.

His parents used to say

"Your not weak, it's just because of others have certain talents to them. And your lined up with the best nourished wizards students. "

But that doesn't seems the case now is it? Best nourished? Harry has suffered like a low muggle in the outside, he only managed to get good things after he attended Hogwarts.

He cease his though. It was killing him already. He made his way back outside to the balcony. He closed his eyes. Trying to forget those past. But it was hard.

"Should I go back now as a muggle? I'm sure I'm not that infamous there now am I?"

The young man laughed, he's not infamous but he has no records of going to school in the outside world. Even if he excels only at muggle studies here.

"Yeah you should"

His laughs halts, a deamening, roughly voice interrupted him. Seems coming from a certain someone who's unexpected to meet him- himself. He was turning around, but unknownly, a slight push, sends him away as he parts off, no one knowing, as he silently falls through the air, leading to his death.