Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
Harry came here because he didn't think anyone would notice him gone.
He would sit down, hands trembling, and he would stare at the stars. Tears would soon fall, and he would start gasping for breath. Hours later, he would creep back to his dorm, and fall asleep.
-•-
Harry walked to DADA, his bag in hand, while he laughed at something Ron had said. A hand tugging on his robes stopped him in his tracks. He turned around to see what must have been a first year.
"Are-are you Harry Potter?" The child asked. Harry nodded, and the first year's face grew into astonishment. "Wow."
As soon as the child scampered away, the trio started walking, albeit faster than before.
"Can you believe we were once that small?" Ron laughed, nudging Harry. "I mean, that kid was tiny!"
Harry forced a laugh.
-•-
Harry walked out of the castle. He had received an invitation from Hagrid, and he had needed a break from schoolwork.
"'Arry! So glad you could make it. Come in, I 'ave tea an' cakes ready," Hagrid's beaming face greeted Harry.
"Avada Kedavra!" There was screaming, so much screaming, and Fred was dead. Remus was dead. Tonks was dead. He was dead.
Hagrid was carrying him out of the forest, and great raging sobs were shaking his body.
"Harry Potter is dead!" More screams.
"'Arry? You a' right?"
"Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine."
-•-
Harry came here because he didn't think anyone would notice him gone.
He was right.
A/N: This is a birthday fic for my dear friend Bellatrix394. Sorry it's so short and kind of depressing. Also that it's slightly late. Hope it was a great day!
To those what are not Bellatrix394, I suggest you check out her work!