The Snakey Guy screams. Mummy screamed once when there was a big spider on her face, but it didn't sound like The Snakey Guy screaming.
Then The Snakey Guy goes away. I'm glad. I don't like The Snakey Guy. He yelled weird stuff at Mummy and me. And he made Mummy sleep.
My forehead hurts. It hurt when The Snakey Guy made the green light. It hurts more than when I cut my thumb, and more than when Tabby The Cat bit my hand.
I cry, cos' my forehead hurts. A lot.
A guy with yucky hair and a weird nose comes in.
He hugs Mummy and starts crying.
Silly man. Only babies cry.
I don't like him. He hugged Mummy, and only Daddy and me can hug Mummy.
The guy with the yucky hair and the weird nose leaves.
After a while another guy comes in.
He's very big.
He has hair on his chin! Daddy has hair on his chin almost every day but he makes it go away, because Mummy said she doesn't like beards. What's a beard?
Mummy doesn't have messy black hair like Daddy. She has red hair that's pretty and tidy. I have hair like Daddy. Not like Mummy, but my eyes look like Mummy's eyes.
Mummy's eyes are pretty, so I guess that means I have pretty eyes.
The big man with hair on his chin looks at mummy on the ground. He starts crying.
I stare at him, confused. Adults don't cry! Except Mummy cried once on the day they dressed me in the same colour as daddy's hair and put two boxes in the dirt. She was saying Mummy and Daddy.
I never saw Nanna and Papa again.
That happened one time before. They dressed me in black and put more boxes in the ground, and this time Daddy cried. Mummy hugged him and told him nice things, like he did when she cried.
I never saw Granny or Grandpa again.
My Mummy doesn't have a Mummy or a Daddy anymore, and neither does my Daddy.
I can see Mummy. She isn't talking to me like she normally does. She is sleeping. I don't know where Daddy is. Maybe he's sleeping too.
I start crying because I want Mummy to talk to me and hug me and I want Daddy to make pretty lights, not The Snakey Guy who made Mummy go to sleep.
He made green lights.
Tabby The Cat ran away when she saw the green lights. I don't know where she went.
The big man with hair on his chin picks me up. "There, there. It'll be ok." He pats my back.
I want Mummy and Daddy to hug me and pat my back, not the big man with hair on his chin!
He wraps me in the blanket from my cot and walks out my bedroom door.
I reach out to Mummy. It's strange. Why is she sleeping with her eyes open?
You have to sleep with your eyes closed. It's the rules.
Mummy always follows the rules. Why isn't she now?
We walk down the stairs. We go through the hall way, and I see Daddy sleeping with his eyes open.
Why is everyone sleeping with their eyes open?!
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The big man with hair on his chin takes me outside, and stands there looking at the pretty lights in the sky. "Yer mum and dad are up there, Harry. Me dad's up there too. Dunno bout' my mum, though. Don' know where she is." He says quietly. His voice sounds sad.
I look at the pretty lights in the sky. Mummy and Daddy aren't there, they're in my house, sleeping with their eyes open!
And they can't get that high anyway. They must've borrowed my toy broomstick.
Then a loud noise fills the sky. I don't like it! I'm just about to cry when I see my Uncle Sirius!
"Siri!" I say, because his name is hard.
He looks happy when he sees me. But he looks sad when he looks at the big man with hair on his chin. I know why. The big man with hair on his chin is a bit scary. He seems much much much nicer than The Snakey Guy, though, so I decide to like him.
"Hello, Hagrid. I came as soon as I heard… Lily and James?" He asks.
Lily is Mummy and James is Daddy!
Hagrid shakes his head, which means no. Why is he saying no? Mummy and Daddy are in my house, sleeping with their eyes open.
Uncle Sirius lets out a howl. He sounds very sad, and a lot like the doggy he sometimes turns into.
Daddy could turn into a weird thing with weird things sticking out of its head but Mummy can't turn into anything.
Why is Uncle Sirius crying? Only babies are allowed to cry. And people who put boxes in the ground.
Why are big people crying?
Nothing is sad, except maybe Mummy and Daddy not speaking to me.
That's sad, so I start crying because I want Mummy and Daddy to talk to me. I don't want them to sleep with their eyes open or to be a pretty light in the sky!
"You must give him to me, Hagrid. He's my godson, I'll take care of him." Uncle Siri says.
"No, Dumbledore told me to leave him with the Malfoys."
"What?! You can't leave him there, they're horrible! The way they treated James… called him a blood traitor…"
"I know, but Narcissa was Lily's sister." Hagrid says.
"Fine… If I can't take him, take my motorbike. Maybe that'll come in handy, if I can't look after him."
The big man with hair on his chin gives me to Uncle Sirius.
"Bye, Harry. Remember that I love you as if you were my own son, and your parents will always be with you. I love you so much, little Harry, and I wish I could look after you. G-goodbye, Harry." Uncle Sirius says. He looks like he's going to cry again.
He gives me back to the big man with hair on his chin.
"Thank you, Hagrid. I- I have to go. I'm-I'm sorry." Uncle Sirius looks at me, and with a loud noise he disappears.
"Siri!" I want Uncle Sirius.
Why does everyone I love go away? First Granny, then Grandpa, then Nanna, then Papa, then Daddy, then Tabby The Cat, then Mummy, and now Uncle Sirius.
I hope Uncle Remus and Uncle Peter don't go away, though I don't much like Uncle Peter as much as Uncle Sirius and Uncle Remus. I still don't want him to go away though, because I know him.
"Ok, Harry, better be gettin' you to yer aunt and uncle."
The big man with hair on his chin puts me in Uncle Sirius's motorbike and climbs in himself.
Then we fly, up into the sky, towards the pretty lights.
I hope we'll see Mummy and Daddy up here because the big man with hair on his chin said Mummy and Daddy are some of the pretty lights.
I wanna be a pretty light with Mummy and Daddy, too.
I actually dreamt this up.
I woke up and scrambled for my notebook so I wouldn't forget it.
Pretty good dream, eh?
Well I actually dreamt that Harry lived with the Malfoys. So I decided to do this story in his P.O.V from the night his parents died.
Review, and I will be very very happy with everyone.
