Everything Your Heart Desires
By: EvelynRose
Chapter 10
All Good Things Must Come To An End
Harry awoke with a start. He looked around him, expecting to see the heavy red curtains of his four poster bed in Gryffindor Tower. Instead, he was greeted with the quite familiar, yet very unwelcome sight of his bedroom at Number 4 Privet Drive.
How is it possible? I was just at Hogwarts, asleep.
Harry glanced at his clock, 6:56, the morning of July 31st, his birthday. He pinched himself a few times to make sure he wasn't just dreaming. It was real. That meant that everything that had happened, all that he'd done, had been nothing more that a figment of his imagination. But it had felt so real, all of it. From the moment his mother had knocked of his bedroom door, to their impromptu dance. He should have known that it was too good to be true. Nothing good ever happened to him. Nothing.
He closed his eyes and whishes with every part of him that it had all been real, or was going to be real. He opened his eyes, and again, saw his small, shabby room at the Dursley's.
He glanced at the clock once more. 6:58.
'Great,' Harry thought, 'Aunt Petunia will be waking me up any time now.'
He waited and waited, but his Aunt's knock never came. It was 8:00, and Harry was surprised that he hadn't been ordered to cook breakfast or something of the like.
Just as he was getting out of bed, he heard a soft knock on his bedroom door.
"Mum," he whispered.