That night, the group decided to put on a movie. Saki had wanted to watch a horror film, but Sakura wanted Harry to join them, so that went out the window pretty fast. Eventually, the decided on a movie called 'Into The Arachne-verse' about a superhero meeting other versions of himself. Harry was drawn to the bright colours and found himself enthralled in the story. He looked up at Sakura, who had him snug in her lap. "I think you'd all make cool superheroes."

"Really? And what do you think our powers would be?" Sakura asked.

"Uh... singing?"

Sakura smiled. "I see. So seven zombies saving the world through the power of song and dance. That would certainly make an interesting series."

"Imagine if they based it off of us!" Lily added, her excitement growing. "That'd be so cool!"

"Tch...Song and dance? No way, man. If I were gonna be a cool superhero, I'd wanna be the second coming of Wraith Rider! THAT would be sick!"

"Who's Wraith Rider?" Harry asked, curiously. Saki gave Harry a smirk, and ignored Sakura's 'Please Don't' look,

"He's a flaming skeleton guy who rides a motorcycle. He has these really cool fire powers, and he can tell when someone is evil. Plus he can burn people's souls by staring at them."

"Wow." Harry replied, seeming enthralled by that description. "Would you be good or evil?"

"Good of course, silly." Saki laughed, messing with Harry's hair playfully. "I'd protect you and the others from anyone who tried to mess with us!"

"Yay!" Harry cheered. "Ghost Rider Auntie Saki!" Saki grinned ear to ear.

"Has a nice ring to it, huh?"

"Alright you two, we don't want to miss the plot!" Sakura chided kindly, Harry turned back, his interest once again captured.

"The little guy's seeming happier." Saki noted. "Great to see."

The movie soon ended, and as the credits rolled, Harry let out a soft yawn. Sakura smiled and stood up. "Looks like someone's going to bed."

"Aww.." Lily pouted. "I wanna stay up..."

"I meant Harry." Sakura corrected the tiny idol.

"Oh." Lily paused for a moment. "But I wanna stay up with him!"

"Sorry big sis Lily... M'sleepy..." Harry mumbled, nuzzling closer into Sakura's embrace. Smiling, the redhead zombie carried the boy upstairs. Harry smiled into her arms and listened to Sakura's humming. He enjoyed it, her voice was pretty... Sakura entered her room and tucked the boy into her bed, making sure he was nice and comfy, before handing him the bear that she now considered his. "Goodnight mama..." He mumbled, squirming about cutely before pulling the bear close.

"Goodnight Harry." Sakura smiled, kissing him on the cheek. Giggling to herself, the zombie left her adopted son to sleep. She was probably gonna be dragged into watching a horror movie by Saki and AI... As she was closing the door, Romero walked under her and into the room like he owned the place. Hopping up onto the bed, he curled up at Harry's feet. Sakura found it too adorable to stop. Giggling, she went back downstairs to join her friends. Sure enough, Saki had put on Friday the 13th, and it seemed that Lily had changed her mind about wanting to stay up as a result. "Well, it's getting late, I should-" Sakura began, only for Saki to grab her arm and pull so hard it nearly came off.

"NOPE!" Saki declared. "You are staying RIGHT here!" Sakura groaned into her hands. Looks like she was doomed to another night of nightmares...

Little did she know, she wasn't the only one.

Romero was awakened from his sleep by the sounds of someone speaking.

"No..ple...i..." The dog looked around confused, then looked at Harry. Concerned, the small dog approached the sleeping boy and let out a soft whine before licking his face in an attempt to wake him up from his nightmare. Harry was now tossing and turning in his sleep, fear seeming to grow more and more apparent. Romero let out a tiny yip to try and wake Harry, but nothing. The dog whined again and let out a bark in another attempt to wake the boy, but got nothing in response. Luckily, Sakura stepped in at that moment. Romeo noticed and ran over, jumping up and down, waving his tiny paws and whining audibly.

"Aw, what's wrong Romero?" Sakura asked, rubbing the dogs head, then looking up and gasping. "Oh my gosh, Harry!" Sakura exclaimed, rushing to the boy's side and grabbing him in her arms, almost immediately jostling him from his fitful sleep.

"I'M SORRY! I DIDN'T MEAN TO DO THE FREAKY STUFF!" Harry screamed, his eyes shooting awake as he began flailing around.

"Harry?! Harry, it's me!" Sakura exclaimed, panicked. "It's okay, Harry, it's okay! Mama's here, please don't be afraid! I'm right here!" Harry began hyperventilating, looking around without his glasses, everything seemed blurry. However, he heard Sakura's voice and tried to find it. Sakura plucked his glasses off the night stand and gently put them on his face. Harry's breathing slowly settled to a more natural pace, and he looked into his adopted mother's concerned face. Then, tears formed in his eyes.

"M...mama!" He cried, burying his face into her chest. "Please don't send me back!"

Sakura rubbed his back, cooing to calm him down. "There, there sweetie. There, there." Harry sobbed into Sakura's chest, clutching tightly at her shirt, as the zombie held him tightly, rubbing his back. Romero laid down with a whine. It (metaphorically) tore Sakura's heart in two. She hated seeing him so helpless, not able to begin imaging the nightmares he must be living with. But determined to do whatever it took to help him conquer them. She sat on the bed and cuddled the boy close to her bosom, resting her chin on his tiny head. "Why don't you go ahead and tell mama all about it?" Harry's eyes watered, he bit his lip. Could he tell her? He wanted to. Desperately, but was afraid to... He looked up at Sakura, and saw the trust in her eyes. He whimpered, then began.

"Un..uncl...uncle... Uncle Vernon took me in, because he was really nice... But then... he wasn't."

Sakura frowned at the little boy worriedly. "Is that what he told you? That he only took you in because he was a good guy?" She asked worriedly.

"Y...yeah." Harry nodded. "And he said... he wanted to help me lose the freakishness..."

"And then he started hurting you." Sakura concluded.

Harry nodded his head slowly. "He...He was using the bat...I hate when he uses the bat...It's old and hard and the little wood pieces go in my skin..." Sakura's eyes kept widening as Harry continued his story, her grip tightening on him. "And... there's was this stuff under the sink they made me drink... I always kept throwing up after, and then they got mad about that..."

"Oh my God..." Sakura breathed.

"And they locked me outside in the snow one time, and it was so cold..." Sakura's breathing was becoming rapid. She no longer felt shock, she felt ANGER. How could anyone. ANYONE. Hurt such a precious little child? And in such horrific ways at that! Those evil, twisted monsters! She wanted so much to beat them to an inch of their lives... She felt true, genuine hatred. "Mi...miss Sakura?" Harry squeaked, seeing the anger seething on his mother's face. "If.. if you wanna hit me... go ahead." Sakura's world seemed to snap back to reality as she began kissing Harry over and over.

"Never." She whispered in his ear gently. "I will NEVER hit you. EVER." Harry looked at her with tears in his eyes.

"P-Promise?"

"I promise." She said, kissing him on the nose. Pulling Harry into her arms, Sakura lay back on her bed, whispering a gentle tune to soothe Harry back to sleep. Harry snuggled in closer and closed his eyes, allowing sleep to overtake him once again. This time around, he suffered no nightmares at all. Sakura knew this probably wasn't the last time she'd have to help her son overcome his nightmares, she had no qualms with it. From what she had been told, Harry's life had been a living hell, and she was determined to make it the best she could.