A/n first harry potter fic hope you enjoy I decided that any accents will be quite minor because I can't write them very well but that like all things with me is subject to rapid change He's had enough chapter one
Harry Potter was generally considered a nice guy. Most of the time he was. If he tended towards being a bit of a trickster then blame genetics , when it comes to his appreciation towards fire he was 14 and if , on occasion Harry wanted to bitchslap Ron or shove a copy of Hogwart's a fucking history down Hermione's throat who could blame him? Personally Harry blames his childhood , when you're ignored you quickly start checking how much you can get away with. So he had a bit of a dark side , oh well , I challenge you to find someone who has been through this shit and lived that doesn't.
Still most of the time Harry had control of himself. Not today because the Triwizard tournament was starting in a week and Harry was entirely certain that it could and would fuck him over in some stupid way and if and when that happened Harry was going to find out who did it and how and dropkick their testicles out of their spine , then he was going to get REALLY creative.
It was safe to say that Harry was not a happy person today , one might even go so far as to say 'Harry Potter does not play well with others'.
Harry had as usual gone to a teacher and warned them something was going to go wrong and as usual he was ignored ''you're just paranoid'' they say ''every safety measure has been taken'' they say ''Yeah well HARRY says that if you fuck up he's the one that has to suffer for it''.
Harry had discussed his 'concerns' with both Hermione and Ron and had from Hermione got her standard , patronising speech about how Dumbledore's always right and from Ron he recievedthe comment of ''if you end up in the tournament then you're lucky''
followed by what was either a dirty look or constipation , you could never tell with Ron.
After the problems with Sirius , Harry was much less likely to believe Dumbledore was perfect because someone dropped the ball there Harry sure as hell knows it wasn't him. Still the tiny , slowly dying voice of optimism in Harry's head , yes he had voices big friggin whoop, wanted to believe that everything was going to be fine.
One week later when the champion's were announced any other voices in Harry's head ganged up and killed the little optimistic prick before he shared any more stupidity and then Harry kicked off.
''I warned you, I fucking warned you that something would go wrong , you eye-twinkling dumbass'' Harry roared , filling the silence that had decended over the great hall before storming off into the champions room.
''what is wrong , do zey want us back out zere?'' Fleur questioned the raging boy to which he responded , quite calmly he thought ''no , it's just my life getting screwed over YET AGAIN by people who can't do their job's''. Any further conversation was cut short by the petty arguments of the teachers , so Harry tuned them out and started listening when they started saying something of importance. Crouch started in with ''it's a magical contract you have to compete'' , Harry wasn't buying'' Bullshit , I have to compete I didn't enter you can't fuck with my life , what will this so called contract do if I don't compete?'' '' the contract's magic will kill you in what is considered a highly painful manner'' Crouch replied not happy with Harry's 'incredibly polite' demeanor.
''If that's the case then we are done here , Fuck you Dumbledore , Fuck you Crouch and fuck Snape just on principle'' Harry finally decided and surprisingly everyone listened and started filing out of the room 'huh do I have magic mind control or something'
Harry wondered finally starting to wind down and then Cedric had to chime in ''you couldn't let anyone else have a day in the spotlight could you , no Saint Potter has to look great all the time even if he has to cheat his way in'' Cedric had just made a VERY poor decision , Harry was perfectly happy to let him know it ''you know I was going to do just the bare minimum for this but just for that I'm going to win this tournament , destory your pathetic attempts at victory and make a mockery of this ENTIRE competition and do you know what , I'm going to look good doing it'' Harry then stormed off , leaving one shocked hufflepuff , one veela looking at Harry in a very favorable light , she like's the bad boys don't judge , finally one bulgarian looking impressed at the sheer balls to face down EVERY significant member of authority in your life and tell them to shove it.
Harry had dealt with enough . The past three years had left him less than pleased. With the prospect of another year of undeserved bullshit Harry had decided no more mister nice wizard and that from now on he was unleashing the dark side and that if they can't deal with it then too fricking bad it's their own damn fault.