All credit to jk rowling.
i don't own harry potter or any of the charecters used.
Harry potter and the onset of normalcy.
Chapter. 1Bliss of sleep.
That wand's more trouble than it's worth," said Harry. "And quite honestly," he turned away from the painted portraits, thinking now only of the four-poster bed lying waiting for him in Gryffindor Tower, and wondering whether Kreacher might bring him a sandwich there, "I've had enough trouble for a lifetime"
Ron chuckled, "off you go, mate". You had your fair share of problems. Let us take it from here. Now, take the invisibility cloak i reckon you will need this.
"Yes it's better you go unnoticed", said Hermione there have been so much going from so long. You need to be on your own for while, just to clear your head. We are all here for you harry.
Harry put on the clock and went straight to the gryffindor common room. He didn't notice anything on the way it all seems so faded out now.
The room was practically empty except for a few people taking the well deserved repose. Oliver wood was dosing off in a corner along with kaitie bell on the adjoining arm chair. Their hands slightly touching. A cool breeze entered the room from the window. It was getting cooler
Harry silently put on some fire before going to his much awaited bed.
In the room everything was exactly the same since he last saw it . Lying on the bed he muttered to himself, i am finally home. However sleep did not come easy, tossing and turning all harry could think about was the day's events. He could see voldemort standing face to face with the elder wand in his hand ready to kill anyone who came in his way. His mind kept showing him very much alive dispite the fact he saw the corpse with him own eyes.
Over thinking was of no use. "I have to make sure he is really gone for good" said harry. Even in death voldemort was giving him an headache. He put on the invisibility cloak and silently slipped through the common room door.
The entire castle was buzzing with activity, war has reduced the place to rubble but the spirits remained intact. Maddam pomfrey was on high alert given the number of injured. "Oh no you have to take this potion and rest Minerva. You are far to tired to go on like this" she said to McGonagall.
Harry saw george talking to himself, he could not even imagine his pain. He did not want to attract unwanted attention neither did he want to disturb the weasely's so he moved quietly to the great hall where voldemort's body was at last.
The sight however startled harry, there was no body at all! No this can't happen there has to be some mistake muttered harry. He felt his temple throbbing wuth pain. This can't be true, he killed him. NOO!! Screamed harry. His anxiety was released in the outburst.
The noise attracted a small crowd. He dropped the clock. "It was there, his body was right here; am i dreaming?" Said harry with a puzzle expression.
"Oh harry, Kingsley took off with the body to ministry for autopsy. It's okay, he is gone" comforted luna.
Thanks luna, i just couldn't sleep thinking about whether he really is.. -
He left a deep impression on your mind, don't let him trouble you now that it is over. you need to rest now- said luna calmly.
"Well, so do you."
Harry did not stoped for anything till he was in his bed again. Still those tiny vesicles of doubt floated in his mind. With his hand tightly clutching his wand he took to the world of slumber.
It was the most tranquil sleep he ever had.
*this is the first year fanfiction i wrote. please review, should i keep writing?