The tear that fell down the boy's cheek represented much. It was as if he already had cried too many and only had one left.The feeling of loneliness was overwhelming. It was weird. He was surrounded by people who loved him and were prepared to do everything for him, ready to follow him to death.
Still, he felt alone. Perhaps it was because he knew what was waiting for him out there.

Harry sighed and sat down in the hammock. The sun tickled his face and Harry closed his eyes.
His body felt exhausted and Harry was falling asleep when a pair of sharp claws was placed on his shoulder. Harry suddenly sat up and almost fell out of the hammock.
The bird sat on Harry's shoulder and Harry had the strange feeling that the bird laughed. Harry blinked, he must have become wacked from laying in the sun.