Harry sat down at his kitchen table. His children tucked away in bed, safe and sound, Ginny at the Bungalow with the other Weasleys. 15 years had passed since the Battle of Hogwarts. 15 years since they left. Remus, Tonks, Fred, everyone. He missed them so much it hurt. 15 years and the pain hadn't lessened. He wanted things to go back to the way they were. Where his family were still alive. Sirius still sent him owls and Remus gave him advice. Fred and George still made him laugh but he knew there was no way he could ask for that. Sometimes he wished he died that night. When Voldemort had tried to kill him in the Forbidden Forest. He wished he could see them one last time. But he knew it was impossible.
He had gotten rid of the Resurrection Stone. It was gone, lost in the Forest. Never to be found again. He sighed as he picked up an old letter from Sirius, his godfather. He couldn't keep going like this. 15 years had passed, he needed to move on. He needed to as he had children, a loving wife. But these nights were always the worst. These nights where he was alone. Left to his own thoughts. 15 years he had suffered in silence. He wanted to hide. To hide from the feelings. His lonely thoughts. Knowing they will never walk through his door. They weren't there for his wedding, the birth of his children, broke his heart.
He opened the letter which had been opened and closed so many times. It mostly was asking how Harry was, how school was. The usual conversation but it meant more to him. Sirius had been on the run and so for him to write a letter meant so much to him. More than anything. But tonight wasn't about remembering Sirius. It was about the people who risked their lives so Harry could kill Voldemort. It was about the people who lay on the floor in the Great Hall during that dreadful night. He put his head in his hands as he started to sob quietly to himself. "I shouldn't more, I couldn't done more." He muttered bitterly to himself. He would be blaming himself for many more years to come. But soon he would move on. Soon he will stop blaming himself. Soon he will realise what he has is more then he could ever dream for. He has a family. That was what he wanted for so long. He might not have a mum or a dad, he may not have his godfather but he has his wife, his three children James, Albus and Lily. That was more then he could ever wish for. More than he could have ever dreamed for.
AN: This is kind of rubbish and quite short but was the only thing that came to mind and stuff :S Not my best but I did do it at last minute (*is a procrastinator*). But you know. Hope you liked it. Don't forget to review, like and fan. Thank you~