One Moment
By: Mandi Bartell
for you Seth.
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Later on that night Seth's stomach growled from hunger. But he didn't feel like eating. He just didn't feel like getting up and facing his "so-called" family.
"Harry!" Meagan called. She ran into the room and nearly bounced all over Seth.
Seth looked at her firmly and in shock.
"Mommy says come upstairs, it's time for dinner!" Meagan yelled and left before Seth could get anything out into words.
Seth didn't move a inch. At first, he considered going up to eat, but he wanted to go home. Or at least get out of this place...
"I'm going to leave." Seth said outloud to himself.
He went over to his window and pushed it open. He punched the screen off and looked behind him to make sure nobody was coming. Nobody was so he pushed himself up onto the window seal and started climbing out.
"HARRY! GET BACK IN HERE!" Seth heard behind him. Frantically he tried to get out as fast as he could but someone grabbed his ankle and kept a tight grip on him.
"Let go! LET GO OF ME!" Seth screamed. He tried kicking the person who was holding him back but it was no use.
"NO! Get back in here! Where do you think you are going?!" the person yelled.
Seth struggled some more but to no advail. So finally after a few minutes he gave up and let the man pull him in. Seth's face screwed up and he started bawling. Hot tears ran down his face and he let out a loud and painful sob. He couldn't breathe for a minute, but when he did he just did in gasps. His chest felt heavy and he couldn't feel his legs.
After all the way in the room Seth collapsed in a ball on the floor. He was so scared, he didn't want to be there. He wanted to be with his real family. Not these Potter's.
"Har- Seth I'm- honey. Come on, it's going to be okay," James said, stroking his son's shaking arm.
"I w-want to g-go home... P-Please!" Seth sobbed. He looked up at his 'father' and James saw his tear striked face and felt a weight drop onto his shoulders.
"I'm sorry, but you are home," James said slowly. Seth broke into a fresh wave of tears. He tried getting away from James, hiding his face from him.
"I hope you can call this home again, because I love you and so does your Mom, and your brother and sisters. It'll get better for you honey- it's just a matter of time," James said.
Seth said nothing and kept his wet face from James. His nose was runny and if he looked up his snot would be coming from it and that would be embarrassing.
"You need to give us a chance, we're not bad at all." James said, he sat down on the floor next to Seth, trying to get him to talk.
Seth didn't say anything though, just quietly cried into his own arms. James didn't know what to do, really.
"Ok, I'm going to leave you alone. But we'll deal with this tomorrow, just get some sleep I guess," James said. He grabbed Seth's arm and tried to pull him up, but he didn't move. So, James bent down and kissed Seth's cheek that was showing. He still was estatic that Harry was home...
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Seth didn't move from the floor. He stayed there for hours and hours. Until, eventually, he fell into a light sleep.
"BANG! BANG! NOBODY CARES! YOU'RE GOING TO DIE!!!" yelled the angry voice of Seth's so-called father James.
"NO!" Seth cried, banging on a door that would lead to his brother, David's, room.
Seth didn't know what was going on. Out of nowhere he was shot, once in the head and then in my chest. But for some odd reason he barely felt it- only tightening pain that grasped his throat like a wrench and everything around him changed.
He suddenly was laying ontop of a hospital bed. It didn't have any sheets and he wasn't even in a room. Just out in the hallways, he was all alone. People he didn't know were walking around him, doctors and nurses, but nobody he recognized.
"Harry.... Potter..... Or shall I say Seth?" came a cold voice that sent chills up and down Seth's body.
Seth shot up at once and looked strait down the hall, where he saw a black cloaked man. He couldn't even tell if it was a man, the hood came up over the face of the person.
"Hahahaha, my plan has done some good after all.... Beware Potter... Beware." said the voice.
"AHH! AAAAHHHH!! AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!" Seth screamed bloody murder. He woke in a heap on his bedroom floor. He was drenched in sweat, his face was really hot but the rest of him was cold.
"AAAAHHH!" Seth yelled. He started feeling his chest, arms, legs. Just to make sure he wasn't dreaming. The tag on the inside of his shirt stuck out wrong and Seth thought it was something else, so he pulled off his shirt instantly, almost ripping it.
"Oh my God, oh my God.." Seth thought. He now ran his hands through his hair, trying to capture his breath.
After a while he began to calm down a little. He now realized he had been dreaming, but it didn't make him feel any better. He wanted to go home so badly he would almost do anything just to be with David.
Seth got up and started heading up to the kitchen, his stomach groaned in hunger pains. He looked at the clock real quick and saw it was already 3 in the morning. He no longer felt a inch of tiredness.
"Harry? Um... Sorry I mean Seth?"
Seth turned around and saw James standing there, holding a bottle in his right hand.
"Is something wrong? You look kind of sick," James said. He set the bottle on the counter and started moving closer to his son. He reached his hand out to touch Seth but Seth made a whimpering sound and backed away.
"What happened?" James asked.
Seth bit his lip, trying to hold back his water flow trying to force it's way out.
"Did you have a nightmare?" James took a dare and asked.
Seth looked slowly up into his face, James could see how hurt he was. Before he knew it Seth had broken and started crying. He body shaking, and sweat rolling down his face.
"JAMES! Logan NEEDS HIS BOTTLE!" came the sound of Lily's voice up the stairs. James looked up at where the sound came from and then back to Harry.
"Sit up there on the counter honey, I will be right back. Just sit up there," James instructed.
He was gone in a run, James had snatched up the bottle and dashed up the stairs in light speed.
Seth looked behind him at the counter. What would it hurt? So, he found the corner, between the sink and the stove, and jumped up. Leaving his feet and legs to tangle off.
He brought his hand up and tried wiping his face, but it didn't help. So, he folded his hands over his lap and sat there quietly sobbing.
James was back in a matter of minutes, he was panting and looked sympathetically at Seth as he [James] caught his breath.
When he did he started over to Seth and made it so they were at head level. Seth was looking at the floor though, and his tears of pain rolled down and off the tip of his nose.
"Your mom will be down in a minute, she needs to take care of Logan," James started.
Seth didn't say a word, just sat there quietly- sniffing up his nose every 5 seconds because it was running so much.
"Ok, you had a dream I'm guessing?" James said, very softly and taking all the time in the world, hoping not to upset Seth any more then he already was.
"Honey, it would help if you talked back. But you don't have to, I can just talk to you," James said, hoping Harry would come around.
"If you had a dream about... a dark- well a dark w-wizard... It's not abnormal, it's what happens all the time. Do you understand what I am talking about?" James asked. He set his hands on the counter next to both of Seth's sides.
"Because buddy, whether you like the idea or not- you are a wizard. A very good one too," James said, in hopes of making his boy smile.
Seth shook his head and held his lips tightly together, tears still flowing.
"Yes Harry, yes. It's ture. Your mom and I love you so much... we just want our old son back. You're fine now, but you don't know who we are. You lost your memory. You may never get it back, but that doesn't mean you can't get used to us, and love us like you used to," James said.
Footsteps were heard on the steps behind James, James turned to see Lily coming down very slowly. Seth kept his eyes on a spot on the floor, wishing with all his might he could calm down and just stop crying.
"Hi, Lily, I was just telling our son here how much we love him," James said, turning back to Harry.
"He's right sweetie, we do love you. Look up at me, it's okay now," Lily said once she got all the way over to Harry and James.
She set her soft hand under Seth's chin and forced his wet face up, didn't matter though, Seth kept his eyes anywhere but at his Mum and Dad's faces.
"Oh sweetie, it's okay to cry. Don't hodl it in. I haven't seen you so open and crying for years. You always hid it, and it tore you up more. Seth, baby, let it out. We don't mind, we cry all the time. Like when you were missing. We thought we lost you, but here you are," Lily said, her eyes started to tear up now.
With her hand that wasn't holding up Harry's chin she wiped her son's tears. Harry let out a soft sob and he turned a little red in the cheeks.
"Don't hold it in sweetie, just let it out... Come here, it's okay," Lily said.
Seth allowed himself to fall into her like a ton of bricks. He let himself cry into her chest, his arms limp at her sides.
"It's okay sweetie, it's okay now," Lily hummed into Harry's ear. She held onto him tightly, hugging him and rocking back and fourth a little.
James ran his hand on Harry's bare back and stood there, not knowing what to do to help comfort Seth.
"It's okay, it's okay," Lily kept repeating into Seth's ear.
You could hear Seth's deafingly sobs, they were lightened a little because his face was in Lily's chest.
"Ahhh," Harry cried.
Lily looked to James for help, but James didn't know what to give.
By: Mandi Bartell
for you Seth.
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Later on that night Seth's stomach growled from hunger. But he didn't feel like eating. He just didn't feel like getting up and facing his "so-called" family.
"Harry!" Meagan called. She ran into the room and nearly bounced all over Seth.
Seth looked at her firmly and in shock.
"Mommy says come upstairs, it's time for dinner!" Meagan yelled and left before Seth could get anything out into words.
Seth didn't move a inch. At first, he considered going up to eat, but he wanted to go home. Or at least get out of this place...
"I'm going to leave." Seth said outloud to himself.
He went over to his window and pushed it open. He punched the screen off and looked behind him to make sure nobody was coming. Nobody was so he pushed himself up onto the window seal and started climbing out.
"HARRY! GET BACK IN HERE!" Seth heard behind him. Frantically he tried to get out as fast as he could but someone grabbed his ankle and kept a tight grip on him.
"Let go! LET GO OF ME!" Seth screamed. He tried kicking the person who was holding him back but it was no use.
"NO! Get back in here! Where do you think you are going?!" the person yelled.
Seth struggled some more but to no advail. So finally after a few minutes he gave up and let the man pull him in. Seth's face screwed up and he started bawling. Hot tears ran down his face and he let out a loud and painful sob. He couldn't breathe for a minute, but when he did he just did in gasps. His chest felt heavy and he couldn't feel his legs.
After all the way in the room Seth collapsed in a ball on the floor. He was so scared, he didn't want to be there. He wanted to be with his real family. Not these Potter's.
"Har- Seth I'm- honey. Come on, it's going to be okay," James said, stroking his son's shaking arm.
"I w-want to g-go home... P-Please!" Seth sobbed. He looked up at his 'father' and James saw his tear striked face and felt a weight drop onto his shoulders.
"I'm sorry, but you are home," James said slowly. Seth broke into a fresh wave of tears. He tried getting away from James, hiding his face from him.
"I hope you can call this home again, because I love you and so does your Mom, and your brother and sisters. It'll get better for you honey- it's just a matter of time," James said.
Seth said nothing and kept his wet face from James. His nose was runny and if he looked up his snot would be coming from it and that would be embarrassing.
"You need to give us a chance, we're not bad at all." James said, he sat down on the floor next to Seth, trying to get him to talk.
Seth didn't say anything though, just quietly cried into his own arms. James didn't know what to do, really.
"Ok, I'm going to leave you alone. But we'll deal with this tomorrow, just get some sleep I guess," James said. He grabbed Seth's arm and tried to pull him up, but he didn't move. So, James bent down and kissed Seth's cheek that was showing. He still was estatic that Harry was home...
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Seth didn't move from the floor. He stayed there for hours and hours. Until, eventually, he fell into a light sleep.
"BANG! BANG! NOBODY CARES! YOU'RE GOING TO DIE!!!" yelled the angry voice of Seth's so-called father James.
"NO!" Seth cried, banging on a door that would lead to his brother, David's, room.
Seth didn't know what was going on. Out of nowhere he was shot, once in the head and then in my chest. But for some odd reason he barely felt it- only tightening pain that grasped his throat like a wrench and everything around him changed.
He suddenly was laying ontop of a hospital bed. It didn't have any sheets and he wasn't even in a room. Just out in the hallways, he was all alone. People he didn't know were walking around him, doctors and nurses, but nobody he recognized.
"Harry.... Potter..... Or shall I say Seth?" came a cold voice that sent chills up and down Seth's body.
Seth shot up at once and looked strait down the hall, where he saw a black cloaked man. He couldn't even tell if it was a man, the hood came up over the face of the person.
"Hahahaha, my plan has done some good after all.... Beware Potter... Beware." said the voice.
"AHH! AAAAHHHH!! AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!" Seth screamed bloody murder. He woke in a heap on his bedroom floor. He was drenched in sweat, his face was really hot but the rest of him was cold.
"AAAAHHH!" Seth yelled. He started feeling his chest, arms, legs. Just to make sure he wasn't dreaming. The tag on the inside of his shirt stuck out wrong and Seth thought it was something else, so he pulled off his shirt instantly, almost ripping it.
"Oh my God, oh my God.." Seth thought. He now ran his hands through his hair, trying to capture his breath.
After a while he began to calm down a little. He now realized he had been dreaming, but it didn't make him feel any better. He wanted to go home so badly he would almost do anything just to be with David.
Seth got up and started heading up to the kitchen, his stomach groaned in hunger pains. He looked at the clock real quick and saw it was already 3 in the morning. He no longer felt a inch of tiredness.
"Harry? Um... Sorry I mean Seth?"
Seth turned around and saw James standing there, holding a bottle in his right hand.
"Is something wrong? You look kind of sick," James said. He set the bottle on the counter and started moving closer to his son. He reached his hand out to touch Seth but Seth made a whimpering sound and backed away.
"What happened?" James asked.
Seth bit his lip, trying to hold back his water flow trying to force it's way out.
"Did you have a nightmare?" James took a dare and asked.
Seth looked slowly up into his face, James could see how hurt he was. Before he knew it Seth had broken and started crying. He body shaking, and sweat rolling down his face.
"JAMES! Logan NEEDS HIS BOTTLE!" came the sound of Lily's voice up the stairs. James looked up at where the sound came from and then back to Harry.
"Sit up there on the counter honey, I will be right back. Just sit up there," James instructed.
He was gone in a run, James had snatched up the bottle and dashed up the stairs in light speed.
Seth looked behind him at the counter. What would it hurt? So, he found the corner, between the sink and the stove, and jumped up. Leaving his feet and legs to tangle off.
He brought his hand up and tried wiping his face, but it didn't help. So, he folded his hands over his lap and sat there quietly sobbing.
James was back in a matter of minutes, he was panting and looked sympathetically at Seth as he [James] caught his breath.
When he did he started over to Seth and made it so they were at head level. Seth was looking at the floor though, and his tears of pain rolled down and off the tip of his nose.
"Your mom will be down in a minute, she needs to take care of Logan," James started.
Seth didn't say a word, just sat there quietly- sniffing up his nose every 5 seconds because it was running so much.
"Ok, you had a dream I'm guessing?" James said, very softly and taking all the time in the world, hoping not to upset Seth any more then he already was.
"Honey, it would help if you talked back. But you don't have to, I can just talk to you," James said, hoping Harry would come around.
"If you had a dream about... a dark- well a dark w-wizard... It's not abnormal, it's what happens all the time. Do you understand what I am talking about?" James asked. He set his hands on the counter next to both of Seth's sides.
"Because buddy, whether you like the idea or not- you are a wizard. A very good one too," James said, in hopes of making his boy smile.
Seth shook his head and held his lips tightly together, tears still flowing.
"Yes Harry, yes. It's ture. Your mom and I love you so much... we just want our old son back. You're fine now, but you don't know who we are. You lost your memory. You may never get it back, but that doesn't mean you can't get used to us, and love us like you used to," James said.
Footsteps were heard on the steps behind James, James turned to see Lily coming down very slowly. Seth kept his eyes on a spot on the floor, wishing with all his might he could calm down and just stop crying.
"Hi, Lily, I was just telling our son here how much we love him," James said, turning back to Harry.
"He's right sweetie, we do love you. Look up at me, it's okay now," Lily said once she got all the way over to Harry and James.
She set her soft hand under Seth's chin and forced his wet face up, didn't matter though, Seth kept his eyes anywhere but at his Mum and Dad's faces.
"Oh sweetie, it's okay to cry. Don't hodl it in. I haven't seen you so open and crying for years. You always hid it, and it tore you up more. Seth, baby, let it out. We don't mind, we cry all the time. Like when you were missing. We thought we lost you, but here you are," Lily said, her eyes started to tear up now.
With her hand that wasn't holding up Harry's chin she wiped her son's tears. Harry let out a soft sob and he turned a little red in the cheeks.
"Don't hold it in sweetie, just let it out... Come here, it's okay," Lily said.
Seth allowed himself to fall into her like a ton of bricks. He let himself cry into her chest, his arms limp at her sides.
"It's okay sweetie, it's okay now," Lily hummed into Harry's ear. She held onto him tightly, hugging him and rocking back and fourth a little.
James ran his hand on Harry's bare back and stood there, not knowing what to do to help comfort Seth.
"It's okay, it's okay," Lily kept repeating into Seth's ear.
You could hear Seth's deafingly sobs, they were lightened a little because his face was in Lily's chest.
"Ahhh," Harry cried.
Lily looked to James for help, but James didn't know what to give.