Raindrops keep falling on my head
Lily and James were strolling along the beach, one sunny autumn afternoon. Little Harry was running a few steps before them, trying to catch a seagull. It was the 31st of October and dark clouds above the sea told them that bad weather came in their way soon. Indeed, a little while later, rain came falling down from heaven.
The time was there, but without a meaning. They just walked further, hand-in-hand, with their little boy running in front of them. The sun sank lower in the sky, sunset nearing. Lily and James stopped to look at the sun, which was swallowed by the dark blue sea. Harry noticed his parents weren't behind him anymore. When he looked back, he saw them standing there, in a tight hug and kissing. He quickly ran back to them, because he didn't want to lose them. Arrived there, he wrestled himself in between his mother and father grabbing their legs.
Lily and James looked down, and saw two big green eyes looking back at them. The raindrops kept falling on their heads, and Lily smiled. All Harry knew was that this was the best moment of his life.
--- I know it is very short and not interesting, don't even know why I bothered to write it.
