Later that night after the ruckus had calmed down and Lily had managed to get Harry all fixed up from all the bleeding marks on his body they all sat in the living room watching a movie Harry's little sister, Kayla, had wanted to see when it came out on video that day. Cheaper by the Dozen is what the movie was called. Harry only watched it because he didn't want to be alone.

"Harry? You haven't said much since... you got home," James said.

Harry looked over at his parents cuddled together on the couch with his 8-year-old sister between them while Harry sat alone on the rocking chair.

Harry choose not to answer and looked back over at the TV. Everyone who had been there not 30 minutes before was asking him to talk, to tell them what had happened. Harry felt ashamed to say what had happened to him, and he felt bad that he didn't tell Professor Dumbledore but what could he do? Harry didn't even tell Sirius when Sirius had bribed him with everything Harry ever wanted.

"Shih Daddy!" Kayla shouted and put her finger to her lips, but keeping her eyes on the screen.

James looked at Lily for support but all Lily would do was shrug. So, James looked back at his son. Harry just stared at the screen pretending to be interested in the movie but really his mind was somewhere else.

Harry was nearly falling asleep to the movie, but he refused to let himself. If he went to bed then someone would take him and he wouldn't get home that time. God he didn't know what to do. He wanted to be at Hogwarts, or with Ron and Hermione. But they were many, many miles away and probably didn't even know anything had happened to Harry. There was no trace of it, and Harry had gotten home. So nobody thought it was too dangerous. Except James, Lily, Sirius and Dumbledore. Remus hadn't been around much since it was the 2nd week of July and he was till recovering from the full moon not too long ago.

"We'll watch the rest tomorrow. Kayla fell asleep, and I'm tired," Lily said and tried to shift her arm from the weight of Kayla's head.

Harry looked to the floor and bit his lip. He wasn't going to bed, no way, no how.

"Aren't you going to bed too, Harry?" James asked as he and Lily stood up, stretching. James turned around and was going to pick up Kayla and bring her up to bed.

"Harry?" James asked seriously.

Lily walked over at Harry and bent down so they were at eye level. She looked into Harry's eyes but Harry refused to do the same. So, Lily set her hands on Harry's sweaty ones.

"Honey? Are you shaking?" Lily asked, concerned. Harry shook his head, which was a big mistake because that made his lip tremble.

"Lily I'm going to bring Kayla up, I'll be right back," James whispered, he had been watching Lily and Harry the whole time and wasn't happy with what he saw.

"Honey, you need to talk about this. We need to know what happened so we can help you. all we know was you saw a Dementor and a Death Eater. But honey, nobody believes that. Only a selected few like your father and me, but we can't convince Fudge or anything. Dumbledore is trying to work something out. But we are safe here, you just can't go for walks anymore," Lily said, very slowly as if she were thinking on what to say.

"N-No." Harry said and shook his head. He was biting his lip and trying to get the burning feeling in his eyes to go away.

In a matter of minutes James was back. He looked worn out and was rubbing his head and was in his pajama pants and a gray t-shirt. He came over to Lily and Harry and he bent down next to Lily.

Harry became more and more uncomfortable. His parents about to give their heart-to-heart talks was never a thing that came easy for Harry.

"Harry you should get some rest and then we could talk tomorrow," Lily said.

"Harry James," James said sternly but you could sense the comfort in his voice.

Harry continued to stare as far away from his mom and dad as possible. Lily couldn't believe how her little boy was growing up so fast and now he didn't even wanted to talk to her anymore.