Author's Notes and Warnings: Considered AU because of OotP.
Spoilers: For PoA and GoF. It's a WIP from a year or so back, which I recently found and decided to get back to work on.
Please gimme feedback as I never get any and am deprived, will cry.
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Coming Home.
(Picture of the trio, Ron and Harry hugging after the second task!)
This is one of my favourite pictures that I added in the leather bound book Hagrid gave me back in my first year. That was one of the best and worst years of my life. The worst because Voldemort rose again, Cedric died, Ron and I weren't talking, Rita Skeeter, the Goblet of Fire, but one thing that happened that made it all bearable was the fact that I found out I lived, breathed but mostly loved my best friend. How during the first task, I felt so alone because Ron didn't believe me when I said I hadn't put my name in the goblet. He wouldn't even react in a 'Ron' type way.
Those were the days or rather the nights when I would curl up alone and not cry, just sitting there wishing for the tears to come, for some sort of release. Rocking there cold, thinking on all the pent up emotions, I would wish I could build up the courage to kill myself, I wondered if the Avada Kedavra curse would work, hell I even looked in the library to find out.
You never found out how I figured it out did you, it wasn't the second task when I got told by dobby that 'my wheezy had been taken', the thing I'd miss most, or the endless silence that seemed so loud that I just wanted to scream, it wasn't after Cedric had died at the hands of Wormtail when I thought it could have been you. It was before then, I thought I loved you when Sirius dragged you into The Whomping Willow and all I could think was that you where dead, when I heard that crack that was your leg breaking I thought it was your neck!
No I figured out that it was love after the first task, when you and 'Mione came up to me and you apologised, well you tried to, I wouldn't let you, it wasn't necessary, when the world seem right again when you where back by my side! I probably would have worked it out by second task anyway. But I'm glad we went through that period of not talking even though it was hell for the both of us. That was when I realised I needed you more than ever. I went around with Hermione leaving you with just your brothers or Neville to talk with. I felt horrible like trash but I would force myself to believe you hated me. I'm sorry, I really am because if I could have gotten over my stupid pride and listened to Hermione we would have been friends again.
I really should stop rambling in my thoughts; you sit beside me on the Hogwarts express going home, sleeping, I'm spending the whole summer at yours because without you knowing your mum sent a howler a Howler to Dumbledore to let me come stay straight away, I later got a letter from your mum saying I would be coming home with you. She was right I was coming home.
Home was once Hogwarts a place where I could be myself without being verbally abused or beaten up. But now, now it had become the burrow where I had a family, I shared your family and I was loved by people who truly didn't care about me being "Harry Potter" or "the boy who lived" I was just Harry, I was at home and I was with you.
We arrive at the station and I have to wake you up but I don't want to break the peacefulness I feel. "Ron wake up!" you roll of the seat which wakes you up as you hit the floor "bloody hell!" you mumble and I cant help laughing at your state of rumpledness. "C'mon" I bounce excitedly "we're going home!!"
We meet your mum who gives both of us a bone crushing hug each even though we're nearly seventeen and you still struggle against her, while I enjoy the closeness and warmth of having a mum. Ginny's going to Hermione's for most of the summer and your mum has offered me her room but I said that bill and Charlie should have it as they are staying for a little while. I can't wait to see your face when you see them! As you haven't been told of their coming! Dean is going to Ireland with Seamus and they wave to us
"C ya next year!" Seamus calls "don't do anything we wouldn't do!" "That means we can do anything then?" you counter giving them a brotherly hug each, I do too and they leave Seamus dragging Dean over to his parents! "Hey Harry!" I turn around and automatically catch the ball of paper flying towards me, "still the best." Neville says coming towards us, "have a great summer!" he laughs which I still have to get used to. Neville's grown up a lot since his grandmother died, he's taller and thinner and a lot happier, even Snape can't get to him anymore which is brilliant. "Where are you going this time then?" you ask hugging him goodbye. "I'm staying with Professor Lupin for a while then I'm going to work for the Herbology team at the ministry."
Everyone knew Lupin was a werewolf at the end of third year, but he doesn't seem to be too afraid. "We'll drop by sometime okay?" I say hugging him too. "Yeah and look after Remus for me okay? Just while Sirius is away." He nods and runs off to say goodbye to Justin Finch-Fletchly. So we turn and go off into Muggle London with your parents, to get to the leaky cauldron and Floo home.