Title: Being Famous.... Word Count: 135 Warning/Rating: Depressed, annoyed Harry.
Harry didn’t know how to go from here. How was he supposed to start fresh now? Everybody made it sound so easy.
“Aren’t you happy? Now your life can finally be normal.”
“You’ll have so many options now. Everybody’s going to want to work with you, in every field.”
“Isn’t it a great feeling; to have saved the wizarding world?”
Yeah, well, it wasn’t. He hadn’t wanted all this attention when he was eleven and he sure as hell didn’t want it now. He almost wished he had amnesia, then at least he wouldn’t remember the horrors of the war, or why the bloody hell he was famous. Because, being famous for being alive, got tired really quickly. And being famous for the death of your friends, hadn’t been great at any time.
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Date: 2012-04-21 09:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-04-21 11:12 pm (UTC)Word Count: 135
Warning/Rating: Depressed, annoyed Harry.
Harry didn’t know how to go from here. How was he supposed to start fresh now? Everybody made it sound so easy.
“Aren’t you happy? Now your life can finally be normal.”
“You’ll have so many options now. Everybody’s going to want to work with you, in every field.”
“Isn’t it a great feeling; to have saved the wizarding world?”
Yeah, well, it wasn’t. He hadn’t wanted all this attention when he was eleven and he sure as hell didn’t want it now. He almost wished he had amnesia, then at least he wouldn’t remember the horrors of the war, or why the bloody hell he was famous. Because, being famous for being alive, got tired really quickly. And being famous for the death of your friends, hadn’t been great at any time.
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Date: 2012-04-22 03:19 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-04-22 03:39 am (UTC)