Harry sat there, stunned, as James stormed upstairs. He heard a door slam, and
then there
was silence.
"Harry?" Lily asked after a few moments. "Harry, it's all right. Just give him a
little
while to cool off…" Lily gently laid her hand on his shoulder, but Harry
immediately
threw it off.
"Get away from me!" He yelled. "I hate you! You're not my mother! You're not my
family! I don't belong here. I jut want to go home!" Harry ran back outside into
the cold.
~*~ ~*~ ~*~
Harry sat down underneath a tree nearby. "Where am I?" he asked himself. "Why am
I
here? I don't belong here…" Harry looked up at the cloudy gray sky. "Oh Sirius,
he
whispered. "Where are you? What did I do to deserve this? They aren't my family…
You
are. I want to come home Siri. Please, I just want to come home…"
Harry couldn't understand it. This was what he had always wanted, right? Hadn't
he said
he would give anything to be with his parents?
"But they aren't my parents." He whispered. Harry sat there for a while,
watching the sun
set.
~*~ ~*~ ~*~
A few hours later, Harry lay in the bed his 'mother' had made for him, listening
to his 'parents' talk down stairs.
"He's not my son, Lily! Everything he has told us is a lie! Why are you letting
him stay here?"
"Because he IS OUR son James! Why don't you just grow up and live with it? Those
things did happen to Sirius, and Remus was a professor. It happened, and there
is nothing we can do about it…"
Harry blocked the rest of the conversation. Obviously they thought he was
asleep. Did his dad really think he was just some imposter? Why did his mother
believe him instead of his father?
It took Harry a long time to fall asleep that night.
~*~ ~*~ ~*~
Harry slowly came down stairs the next day. It was quiet except for the soft
humming coming from the kitchen. Harry peeked into the kitchen and saw his
'mother' making breakfast.
"Good morning, Harry." She said, spotting him standing there. "Come sit and
eat."
Harry sat down and stared at her.
"What?" she finally asked.
"Where am I?" he asked.
Lily hesitated. What should she tell him? "You're with us, of course!" she said
brightly.
Harry sighed. "No, I mean where am I? Where are we? I thought you were dead…"
Lily sighed. She really didn't want to tell him. "You're dead, Harry."
Harry stared at her in shock. "Dead?" he whispered. He couldn't be dead! He
couldn't!
"Harry," Lily said. "I know it's a bit of a shock. It took James and I a while
to figure it out…"
"I want to go home!" Harry said, standing up. "I don't want to be dead! I don't
want to stay here!"
"I know, Harry. Neither did James or I. We wanted to get back to you…"
Harry snorted. "Nice way of showing that. It was a great welcome last night! By
the way, where is the man who I call my 'father' anyways? I noticed he isn't
around!"
"Oh Harry," Lily whispered. "Just give James some time, it's really hard for
him…"
"And it isn't for me?"
"That's not what I meant! We've had to live with the felling that we left you
behind! You knew we were dead, and there was nothing you could have done about
it. But we knew you were alive. We had no idea how you were doing, nothing! We
didn't even know how old you are!"
"Wait," Harry said. "How come you didn't know how old I was?"
"Because up here, time goes differently than down on earth. It can go faster,
and it can go slower. You never know. Harry, you have to understand. When you
told us about Remus and Sirius yesterday it hurt to know what had happened to
them. But do you know what hurt James even more?"
Harry shook his head.
"That when you talked about Sirius, something about you came alive. It's obvious
how much you like Sirius, and that hurt your father…"
"What? Now I'm not allowed to like my godfather?"
"No. It's just that your father feels like he should be the one you talk about
like that. It hurt him to know how much he had missed out on your life. Don't
you see?"
Harry had no clue what she was talking about, but he nodded anyways.
"Something tells me that you're lying, but I'll let it go." Lily said with a
slight smile.
'How did she know?' Harry asked himself. "How come you don't feel the same way?"
He said out loud.
"I don't know." She admitted. "Come on, let's go eat outside. It's a little
warmer than last night."
~*~ ~*~ ~*~
A/N: okay, I don't know why it's so hard to write right now… Sorry that this
chapter is so short also… Sirius is coming again, not to worry! Is Harry dead?
You'll just have to wait and find out! Sorry, no reviews this time… At school
and have to post quick before I have to get off. But thanks for all the
wonderful reviews!!!!! If there is something you really want me to answer, post
it again and I will.
Till next time,
KaceyRat
(and her lovable dog, Snuffles.)
then there
was silence.
"Harry?" Lily asked after a few moments. "Harry, it's all right. Just give him a
little
while to cool off…" Lily gently laid her hand on his shoulder, but Harry
immediately
threw it off.
"Get away from me!" He yelled. "I hate you! You're not my mother! You're not my
family! I don't belong here. I jut want to go home!" Harry ran back outside into
the cold.
~*~ ~*~ ~*~
Harry sat down underneath a tree nearby. "Where am I?" he asked himself. "Why am
I
here? I don't belong here…" Harry looked up at the cloudy gray sky. "Oh Sirius,
he
whispered. "Where are you? What did I do to deserve this? They aren't my family…
You
are. I want to come home Siri. Please, I just want to come home…"
Harry couldn't understand it. This was what he had always wanted, right? Hadn't
he said
he would give anything to be with his parents?
"But they aren't my parents." He whispered. Harry sat there for a while,
watching the sun
set.
~*~ ~*~ ~*~
A few hours later, Harry lay in the bed his 'mother' had made for him, listening
to his 'parents' talk down stairs.
"He's not my son, Lily! Everything he has told us is a lie! Why are you letting
him stay here?"
"Because he IS OUR son James! Why don't you just grow up and live with it? Those
things did happen to Sirius, and Remus was a professor. It happened, and there
is nothing we can do about it…"
Harry blocked the rest of the conversation. Obviously they thought he was
asleep. Did his dad really think he was just some imposter? Why did his mother
believe him instead of his father?
It took Harry a long time to fall asleep that night.
~*~ ~*~ ~*~
Harry slowly came down stairs the next day. It was quiet except for the soft
humming coming from the kitchen. Harry peeked into the kitchen and saw his
'mother' making breakfast.
"Good morning, Harry." She said, spotting him standing there. "Come sit and
eat."
Harry sat down and stared at her.
"What?" she finally asked.
"Where am I?" he asked.
Lily hesitated. What should she tell him? "You're with us, of course!" she said
brightly.
Harry sighed. "No, I mean where am I? Where are we? I thought you were dead…"
Lily sighed. She really didn't want to tell him. "You're dead, Harry."
Harry stared at her in shock. "Dead?" he whispered. He couldn't be dead! He
couldn't!
"Harry," Lily said. "I know it's a bit of a shock. It took James and I a while
to figure it out…"
"I want to go home!" Harry said, standing up. "I don't want to be dead! I don't
want to stay here!"
"I know, Harry. Neither did James or I. We wanted to get back to you…"
Harry snorted. "Nice way of showing that. It was a great welcome last night! By
the way, where is the man who I call my 'father' anyways? I noticed he isn't
around!"
"Oh Harry," Lily whispered. "Just give James some time, it's really hard for
him…"
"And it isn't for me?"
"That's not what I meant! We've had to live with the felling that we left you
behind! You knew we were dead, and there was nothing you could have done about
it. But we knew you were alive. We had no idea how you were doing, nothing! We
didn't even know how old you are!"
"Wait," Harry said. "How come you didn't know how old I was?"
"Because up here, time goes differently than down on earth. It can go faster,
and it can go slower. You never know. Harry, you have to understand. When you
told us about Remus and Sirius yesterday it hurt to know what had happened to
them. But do you know what hurt James even more?"
Harry shook his head.
"That when you talked about Sirius, something about you came alive. It's obvious
how much you like Sirius, and that hurt your father…"
"What? Now I'm not allowed to like my godfather?"
"No. It's just that your father feels like he should be the one you talk about
like that. It hurt him to know how much he had missed out on your life. Don't
you see?"
Harry had no clue what she was talking about, but he nodded anyways.
"Something tells me that you're lying, but I'll let it go." Lily said with a
slight smile.
'How did she know?' Harry asked himself. "How come you don't feel the same way?"
He said out loud.
"I don't know." She admitted. "Come on, let's go eat outside. It's a little
warmer than last night."
~*~ ~*~ ~*~
A/N: okay, I don't know why it's so hard to write right now… Sorry that this
chapter is so short also… Sirius is coming again, not to worry! Is Harry dead?
You'll just have to wait and find out! Sorry, no reviews this time… At school
and have to post quick before I have to get off. But thanks for all the
wonderful reviews!!!!! If there is something you really want me to answer, post
it again and I will.
Till next time,
KaceyRat
(and her lovable dog, Snuffles.)
