Of all the things I Lost

Harry, Ron

Harry can find his parents somehow. He can't live with the pain forever. He finds a crystal orb buried in one of his dorm's wall. A bit like National Treasure- but more Harry Potter-like! Enjoy!

Harry sat on his bed, at the dead of night, looking at the illuminated figure of his friend, Ron.

"Hey Harry, have you ever thought of meeting your parents? I mean all this new

technology in the Wizarding World- It could be true you know.." He mumbled.

Harry could only make out a few words coming out of Ron's small pursed lips, but he

nodded slightly.

"Maybe."

"You know, what if we were two really good adventurers! And we found some sort of treasure map- and then.. we would find something that would lead us to your parents!"

"Shh, Ron. Everyone else is sleeping. And besides, dreams don't always come true."

"But what if they do?" gasped Ron excitedly.

"Well, maybe. I think it's time we'd both get to bed," said Harry, glancing at the wall clock that had just struck Twelve.

"Aw Harry, you're just upset because you're not the one concluding these things of the future!" said Ron grumpily as he pulled the scarlet cotton covers over him. He leaned his head against his hand, rested primly on his pillow.

"Ron, come on. We'll talk about this tomorrow," said Harry.

"Fine," mumbled Ron, pretending to sleep.

Thanks for reading my third fanfic. It's going to be way more dramatic than my other two humorous ones. I think i'm getting better at this whole writing thing- but quite gradually.

I hope all of you review my fanfics and like them!