Special thanks to Didile; my beta. Thanks for your advice and effort.

~ This is a revised version ~

/ Chapter 1 /

"I know that there are not many half-blooded Auror, but are you sure that I can handle such an important mission?" Harry eyed on the file that Shacklebolt handed to him.

"I'm sure about this," Shacklebolt stood and walked towards to Harry, "Harry, you know the Muggle World better than any others."

His tone made Harry remind of Dumbledore. Dumbledore trusted Harry wholeheartedly, and assigned Harry with different tasks. Always by his side and giving him guidance.

The mission needed Harry to have a special training in MI6 and cooperating with a government official as well. "Looks like that training will make me become James Bond…" Harry laughed.

"James Bond?" Shacklebolt had no idea what Harry was talking about, "Is he important in the Muggle government?"

"Hmm… not really. He is just a fictional character. It seems I don't have a choice," Although Harry hated dealing with politicians, the MI6 training would be a very interesting and special experience.

"It will be your last mission as a trainee, after that, you will become an official Ministry of Magic's staff." Shacklebolt said.

"Well, I will report to MI6 tomorrow." Harry grabbed the file and left Shacklebolt's office.

-o-o-o-

[6 months later]

Harry apparated at Grimmauld Place, and collapsed on the carpet. The green eyes had lost the luster, and tears were running over his face.

Kreacher, the house elf, shown up with a glass of water and handed to Harry, "Master Harry, are you all right?"

Harry ignored Kreacher and used all his strength to walk upstairs to his room, he just wanted to hide himself, he never known things can become like this. He had been through so much in his short life. He thought that he could handle and overcome those hard times.

I just want a simple and peaceful life, to love and be loved. Is my request was too much? Harry felt his heart was torn into million pieces, and made him hard to breathe.

In the past six months, which supposed to be the happiest time in Harry's short life; and now, those memories were haunting and tearing him.

-o-o-o-

Harry had been staying in his room for three days. Kreacher sent Harry meals but he never touched them. Harry was curled under the blanket and crying a lot. No matter how hard he tried, the hurt was still there.

Harry didn't eat, hardly slept, barely talked, which made Kreacher felt that something was wrong.

When Kreacher apparated at the Burrow, the Weasleys' were shocked.

"Is there anything wrong, Kreacher?" Hermione asked.

"Miss Granger, can you come with me?" Kreacher tried to grab Hermione's hand.

"Harry! Isn't it?" Kreacher nodded, "I'm going with you now."

Hermione and Kreacher disapparated together.

-o-o-o-

When they arrived to Grimmauld Place, they both headed to Harry's bedroom.

"Miss Granger, Master Harry had back home three days ago; however, he is hiding inside and refuse to eat, he didn't stop crying and Kreacher don't know what to do…" Kreacher explained to Hermione.

"Oh Merlin, something must have happened to him. Kreacher, I will try to talk to him and please prepare some chicken soup and bread." Hermione turned and knocked the door, "Harry, it's me, Hermione, can I come in?"

There was no response from inside, Hermione put her hand on the door handle, and the door was unlocked. She opened the door and went inside.

It was dark; all the curtains were closed so Hermione waved her wand and opened one of the curtains to let in some light. She walked to the bedside, pulled the blanket and touched Harry's shoulder.

She was shocked when she saw Harry, "Oh dear!"

Harry was asleep, but his face was pale white as a bed sheet, the eyes were swollen and there were tears on the face.

"Oh, Harry, what happened to you?" Hermione said softly. "Harry! Please wake up."

Harry started to move a bit and turned, he blinked and tried to focus. He was shocked that Hermione was in his bedroom.

"Hermione, why are you here?"

"Kreacher came and told me that you were hiding in the bedroom for three days, he's worried about you." Hermione sat down and looked at Harry's eyes, which were red and swollen, "What happened?"

The hurt attacked Harry again, he started to cry, and he couldn't help it. Harry leaned to Hermione, "Hermione, I… I don't know what to do… how… how to stop the pain… it… it hurts…"

Harry burst into tears; Hermione had never seen Harry crying so badly. He looked so vulnerable and helpless; she hugged him tightly and said, "I am here for you, please tell me what happened."

"I just want to forget everything, everything that happened in last six months… forget everything about HIM!" Harry cried out.