Harry POV

It's Halloween today. My least favorite day of the year. I'm always very depressed and sad on this day. Especially after the dementor attack in my third year. That was when I saw the scene that had happened in Godric's Hollow all those years ago. That was when I heard my dad cry out for my mum to run. And my mum's cry. And then the green light. That was when I knew how much agony they were in.

I always used to feel depressed on Halloween, but I never knew why. Then Hagrid told me the story of my parents' death and I understood the reason of my sadness. Then in my third year I saw all of that and my mood started getting worse. I prefer to stay alone on this day. Each year I've been going to the top of astronomy tower and spending my whole day there. Alone.

People know why I do this and do not bother me. Teachers and students alike. Surprisingly, not even Malfoy has ever bothered me on this day. Hermione worries about me but doesn't question. In our first year she noticed that I don't come down even for the meals. So next year onwards she started giving me lunch. She used to pack some sandwiches and other things and give it to me in the morning.

I grabed all the things that I have of my parents. My invisibility cloak, the blanket I had as a baby and the photo album Hagrid gave me in my first year. Along with that I packed a few parchments and quills and go down. In the Common Room, Hermione was waiting with my lunch and a bottle of water. I took it from her and thanked her with a forced smile. And then I left.

Once there, I went to my usual place in the corner and sat down. I started fantasizing about a different life. A life where Voldemort doesn't exist. My parents are still alive. We have fun. Sirius and Remus are there too. We are a big happy family. I play Quidditch with Dad, Sirius and Mum. Me and Mum vs Dad and Sirius. Remus is baking cookies for us.

"Harry?" Annabel's voice pulled me out of my happy world.

"What?!" I snapped at her.

"I'm sorry, am I disturbing you?"she asked stiffly.

"Why are you here?"once again I snapped at her, hoping she'll take the hint and leave me alone.

"I saw you come up here. I even called after you, but you didn't respond. I was worried about you and came here to check on you."she explained.

"Just leave me alone, will you?"I said, exasperated.

"But it's Halloween! What are you doing up here all alone? Don't you want to celebrate?"

"Are you kidding me? Do you seriously want me to celebrate the day that my parents were killed?" I said angrily and got up.

"Oh! I'm so sorry, Harry. I didn't know!"she said apologetically as the realisation dawned on her.

"You didn't know?"I asked her with disbelief.

"I mean I did know about your parents, but I didn't know it was on Halloween. I'm really sorry, Harry. I did not mean to offend you"

"Fine. Now you know. So just leave me alone."

"I'm not leaving. You shouldn't be staying alone on this day, Harry. This isn't good. You need to share your feelings. Trust me you'll feel better"she looked determined.

"I don't want to feel better! I'm okay with my feelings! Just LEAVE. ME. ALONE."I shout the last part to make myself clear.

"No. I'm not leaving until I make sure you're happy."she insisted stubbornly. I glared at her, but she still continued, "think about it Harry, would your parents want you to sit alone and sulk like this? This was the last day you spent with them. Remember it for that. Today was the last day they saw you laugh. They would definitely like to see it again. They would like to see you happy. They would want you to spend this day with the people you love."

I sighed and sat down. There's no winning an argument with this girl. She stood there for a moment and then realised that I'm not resisting anymore. So she came and sat besides me. We just sat like that for the next few minutes. I didn't say anything and she didn't push.

"The whole wizarding world knows about what happened on Halloween that year. How come you don't?"I ask after I cool down.

"I knew nothing about the wizarding world until five years ago. And even when I learned about it, I was I France. There, no one talked about you or that idiot who killed your parents. When I came here in Hogwarts, I learned about everything that had happened back then. But no one mentioned that it was on Halloween day. In fact, I don't even know that man's name. No one ever says it. They just say some crap like 'The Dark Lord' or 'You Know Who'."she said. I smiled at the way she talked about Voldemort.

"Voldemort."I said with a dark look in my eyes.

"What?"she asked me, confused.

"Voldemort. His name is Voldemort."I told her.

"Oh. I thought it was some kind of virus. Voldemort - the diarrhea causing virus."she said with a serious face. I burst out laughing. "There. That's better. Now you look good."she said with a loving smile. She looked beautiful. We stared at each other for a few moments. Then she looked away and cleared her throat. I too looked away.

Once again we sat in silence for a few moments. Then she said," would you tell me everything about this Voldemort person? If you don't mind, of course."

"Sure." I replied and then for the next few hours, I told her all about Voldemort and his 'activities'. I told her about how he wanted to rule the world. How he killed my parents and tried to kill me. How he had vanished for the past decade. How I was praised for doing it. Then I told her about my adventures since my first year in Hogwarts. At last I told her about his rebirth in the graveyard.

"You know the rest. You have seen how people are treating me now. They think I'm lying. They aren't ready to believe that Voldemort is back."I ended my story.

"Oh my, God, Harry. That's awful. No child should be facing this. You're great. So your life before Hogwarts was the only safe time you ever had? And the summer breaks."

"Safe but worse."I scoffed.

"How can anything be worse than this?"

"Believe me. As dangerous as my life in Hogwarts is, it is the only time I enjoy my life." I told her with a frown on my face. She looked confused, so I continued, "I live with my aunt and uncle when I'm not at Hogwarts. And they are horrible." And then for the next half an hour I told her about my life at the Dursley's.

"That is horrible! You shouldn't be staying there! Why did Dumbledore leave you there in the first place? And why are you still living there? This is not right!"

"I know. But I don't have any other option. Dumbledore says that it is the safest place for me. Anyways, I'm hungry. What about you? Hermione packed some sandwiches for me. Would you like some?"I asked her trying to change the subject.

"Sure."she dropped the topic but still looked worried. I took out the lunch, gave her a sandwich and took one myself. We talked about our studies and other stuff while we ate. When I was keeping the lunch box in my bag, she saw the blanket in there. "Hey, what's that?"she asked.

"It's a blanket. I have had it since I was a baby. My aunt says that it was the blanket that I had been wrapped in when I was left at the Dursley's. So I figured, it was my mum's." And then I removed all the other stuff. I told her about the invisibility cloak and made her promise that she wouldn't tell it to anyone else.

Then she picked up the album and opened it. The first photo was of my mum and dad, dancing and laughing at the camera. "Your mom is beautiful. And you look-"

"Just like my dad. I know. That's what everyone says. I look just like my dad, but with my mum's eyes." And then we saw all of the photos. There were a few baby pictures of mine. She said I looked cute. After I finished it I packed it up again. "Okay, enough about me. Now let's talk about you."

"Sure. Ask me anything."