Sweet Tears, Wishing You Were Here

By RicaSieg

Disclaimer: Can't think of anything different. Don't own anything.

Chapter 10: Back To You

Harry gazed into the mirror for few minutes before looking back at the girl. She was looking at the mirror with an enormous smile on her face.

Slowly, the tower faded and his gaze was directed on a spider's web in front of him. He was back in his cupboard. He didn't feel as bad as before, in fact he felt quite good.

Millions of questions rang through his mind, but the only one he could grasp fully was the fact that he was wet and he didn't know why.

He sat up and looked around. Black spots twinkled in front of his eyes. The world tilted and he lay back down. Slowly his eyes closed and he fell asleep.

****The Next Morning****

Harry awoke to when light streamed across his face.

"Are you up boy?" his aunt snarled at him.

"Yes," came Harry's groggy reply as he tried to pull himself into a sitting position.

"Hurry up and get out of bed, food doesn't cook itself! You've had two days of lazing in bed, now up!" With that said, Aunt Petunia left Harry to darkness.

He pulled himself up to a sitting position before removing his slightly damp shirt and replacing it with a shirt that was at least four sizes to big. Then he replaced his pants  with even larger ones and left his cupboard to cook bacon.

After a stern talking (or yelling) to from his uncle for daring to get sick, Harry started on the immensely long list of chores that had accumulated over the days.

He had just started painting the shed's door when he was called in for dinner.

Harry was rather hungry, having missed lunch.

"Did you finish the list of chores?"

Harry gulped slightly before giving the appropriate negative answer.

"Then you will not receive any food or water until the list is complete!" growled his uncle.

Harry turned on his heel and slunk outside.

He completed all of his chores by around 8:30.

"Don't expect me to make you anything, you ungrateful sloth! It was your own fault for not completing the chores," came his aunts high pitched wailing.

Harry scurried into his cupboard to avoid more lecturing. He tried to fall asleep, but his mind kept wandering back to the mysterious girl in the tower. His stomach grumbled continuously. Eventually, when he thought it to be safe, he crawled out and grabbed a few cookies from the jar on the counter.

A short while after munching on the cookies, he fell into a light and unsettled sleep…

Review, guys! I live for reviews, I crave reviews. They are my life. Many apologies to Meg, my computer has blocked almost everything and I can't get to your files to beta read them. I took my computer in and it should be home soon. I'm doing all of this on my bosses computer, and she doesn't look to happy with me so I better get back to work. Cheers All!

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RicaSieg