A/N: Prompts for Chap2: garden, play, red;
Words: 412
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Part 2:
Harry Potter
There was Harry Potter, an extraordinary boy, whom I adored like a grandson. I watched Harry grow up, make his own decisions and gain experience within the process, play and have fun with his friends, fall in love... get his heart broken even. I don't know what I was to him, but I know for sure, he looked up to me. And, yes, I have to confess, I felt flattered. I always wanted to be there for him, yet I dreaded the danger of leading his way, for I wanted him to go his very own way. I think I made many mistakes... Looking back I could have done better – but you're always smarter afterwards...
Harry however was a clever, independent and loyal young wizard with a strong sense of righteousness. I looked upon him with fatherly love and pride. And though I knew he had to face his fate alone I tried to protect and steady him whenever I could.
I still remember the dark night when I stepped into the garden of the Dursleys, ready to tell these intolerant people they would have to take care of the baby that was destined to save us all one day. I hated myself for putting the innocent child into unloving arms, but I knew as well, that this was the only chance the boy had. However I knew also that he was strong enough to stand the hard years to come, it would make him stronger and hopefully his heart would become big with sympathy for weaker ones, experiencing the unfair abuse of power, strength and height first hand.
Ten years later I watched in awe how the little boy, eleven by the time was sorted into his house and from there on wearing its red and gold colours with pride. And he definitely was worth being called a true Gryffindor.
Harry was so much like his father in so many ways. Not only their looks were alike, both were brave, daring and charming. Though I never saw Harry pick on anyone for no reason, while I often witnessed the young James Potter doing this.
He himself has never been sure whether he would fulfil the expectations the wizarding society set into him. I on the other hand never had any doubts that one day Harry would stand up and face Lord Voldemort without the slightest hint of fear or hesitation, I never doubted that and one day he would free the world from the evil Voldemort brought upon it...
Harry Potter was a true hero, a King of this world.
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