My Life Alone
Memories
The drive back to Surrey was absurd indeed; I had never thought Parvati to be a frantic driver.
"Why do they keep beeping at me!" she said shrilly, "I get it all the time and I don't know what I'm doing, I mean I'm driving just like the rest of them!"
"You're driving really slowly and you keep swerving a bit, its annoying the muggles….a lot," I informed her as I watched another muggle pass shooting Parvati a rather rude hand sign, it was time to take action, "Alright pull over!"
"Why?" she asked, as yet another muggles passed shaking their fist
"Because I'm going to drive, then we may get to Surrey by nightfall," she glared at me before pulling over to the kerb. I got out and walked to the other side of the car, getting in she passed me the keys.
"You do know how to drive don't you I mean it's not the same as a motorbike?"
"I know how to drive," I said reassuringly, "I took my uncle's car for a spin last summer holidays, its quite easy, still gave them a heart-attack though."
"Oh," she said softly, I smiled, put the keys in the ignition and drove off. After about half an hour of no muggles beeping horns or shaking fists we arrived outside the Dursley's, not sure if Parvati should come in I turned to her.
"Erm well, its pretty obvious that the Dursley's don't like wizards or witches so if want to wait outside, I mean I'm not stopping you from coming in or anything but-," I stuttered not too sure how she would take it.
"Have they met Mr Weasley?" she asked
"Err, yeah they have." I said confused
"Then I think I'll be fine." Parvati smiled, I sighed and motioned her to follow me to the front door. Opening it I stepped inside, just as I did this I heard someone rushing down the corridor, Aunt Petunia came into sight.
"Where on earth have you been?" she asked as soon as she saw me.
"Wow, I never thought of you as a good actress," I replied unemotionally, "It actually sounds like you were concerned!"
"I was concerned,"
"Bullshit," I turned to Parvati who was looking back at me, and without saying a word I took her hand and lead her to my room so that I could pack, leaving Aunt Petunia to stand there with the look of confrontation plastered onto her bony face. When we reached my room the first thing I saw was that it was extremely messy
"Ah, I didn't have time to clean," I mumbled
"That's ok," Parvati replied with a smile, I walked forward and pulled my trunk towards me and began to pile things into it: robes, books, clothes, and broomstick. I was trying to shut it by putting all my weight on the lid when I heard a knock at the door; I looked up to see Aunt Petunia.
"Harry, may I please talk to you?" I looked at Parvati before getting off the trunk which flung open as soon as I'd lifted the weight from upon the lid and followed my Aunt outside, turning to her I folded my arms across my chest, waiting for her to speak.
"First of all where did you go last night?"
"No-where important," I replied, I could tell she was annoyed by my answer but she didn't say anything.
""Who's that girl you came in with?" she asked
"A friend from school,"
"Well I must say it's lucky your uncle's not home, I can tell you that," she said sternly
"It wouldn't have mattered anyway, I'll even be gone by the time he's home, how's that?" I asked, she just stared at me with her beady black eyes
"Where are you going?" Trying to keep the conversation polite
"What do you care, I'll be out of the way." I snarled, "Now if that's all you had to say then please excuse me I have to pack."
"Hold on just one minute, I have something for you." I stared blankly at her, not sure if I had heard her correctly.
"You-what?" I stuttered, she walked into her and Uncle Vernon's bedroom and came out with what looked like a black shoebox and passed it to me.
"Open when you get to where you're staying," she said awkwardly, "I've actually wanted to give it to you for years but I just didn't feel as though I could, have a good year." She smiled, her first ever smile towards me before she turned and went down to the kitchen. I walked back into my bedroom to find Parvati sitting on the trunk with her legs crossed looking at me smugly, I confused until I saw the trunk locked, and I smiled
"Good work, but I still have to put this in," I said, her smile faded instantly and she looked at me quite shocked, I burst out laughing at the expression, "I'm kidding!"
She glared at me once again; I was beginning to find it adorable what the fuck was that? ADORABLE! I smiled at her and walked over to the trunk as she got off of it, grabbing the handle I dragged it from the room, Parvati got Hedwig and followed.
"Err, Aunt Petunia, we're um leaving now." I called out, her voice replied
"Ok, see you next summer." I frowned, strange lady that one. I made my way slowly to Parvati's car and she opened the trunk, with increasing effort I was able secure it into the back of her car. She passed me the keys and got into the passenger side, picking up the hint that I were to drive again I got into the car and drove off, I guess I was driving a bit too fast because I couldn't help but notice Parvati clutching the seatbelt with her life, so I decided to slow down a tad.
Arriving outside the Patil estate I pulled into the garage and got out of the car and opened the trunk, pulling out my Hogwart's things and followed Parvati up the path towards her house. She opened the front door and let me through before her. I could hear voices coming from the other room, one which was all too familiar, suddenly someone called out
"Parvati, is that you?" I looked at her, pleading for her not to tell her I was there; there was a feeling of anger starting to form in my stomach.
"Um- yeah it's just me Padma," she then turned and whispered to me, "Your room's upstairs first door to the right," I nodded and couldn't help but glare at her as I made my way pass and up the stairs, I caught the look of confusion from her on my way up. I flung myself onto the bed and stared up at the ceiling, I had only been doing it for a short time when there was a knock at my door, and I looked around and saw Parvati.
"Are you ok Harry?" she asked, I looked back up at the ceiling
"Was this all a plan or something?" I asked forcefully, "A way to get me to see him, talk to him?"
"No," I looked at her again and got off the bed and walked towards her
"Yeah then is it just coincidence that he happens to be here." I hissed angrily
"Yes, it is," she replied, "And anyway, he knows you're here because he saw you getting from the car, so there's no point in hiding!"
"I prefer it up here."
"I told him why you weren't replying to his letters, and he surprisingly understands," I advanced on her a bit more, I could tell I was making her slightly nervous
"And what other things have you been telling him, hmmm, my arm perhaps," I continued angrily
"You know I wouldn't tell him things like that." she said looking up at me as I still advanced upon her, I looked at her for a second before stopping and turning away, walking to the window I stared out at the lawn, not really seeing it but thinking, I continued this until Parvati interrupted my musing
"Harry?"
"What?" I said a little more forcefully than intended, because Parvati quickly stepped back.
"Umm, nothing," she whispered, I sighed and walked over to my trunk which was on its side from when I dropped it in my temper; I kicked it upright and opened it, I don't know what I was exactly looking fro, I was just trying to find something to distract me from the fact that Parvati was staring at me. I heard her sigh and I turned to look at her, she was staring out the window just say I was doing moments before, I think she felt me staring at her because she looked at me with a 'can-I-help-you' sort of look.
"So are you going to come down stairs or not?" she asked
"Do I have to?" I replied in what hadn't meant to be a whiney voice.
"Depends on what your going to see down there, they don't care who's around," she shuddered, I couldn't help but laugh.
"Ok let's go."
We walked into the living room to find Padma on Ron's lap, and Ron making a feast of Padma's neck, Parvati cleared her throat loudly and they sprung up in surprise.
"Err, hi Harry," Ron said uncomfortably, I nodded in response
"So…how's Fred and George's joke shop going?" I asked
"Pretty good actually, they're raking in the money, they give mum and dad part of It." he said,
"Great," I replied, sitting down on the edge of the couch, the conversation began to get casual when Ron stood up and said he's better get home and pack. I turned to Parvati
"Um, I'm just going to go upstairs for a bit ok?" I asked, she nodded, and I headed back up the stairs and into the room that I was taking refuge and sat down on the bed and looked around my surroundings, my eyes fell upon the black box that Aunt Petunia gave me. I picked it up and took the lid off, the box magically expanded to the size of my Hogwarts trunk, this greatly surprised me because I'd never thought Aunt Petunia would have kept something from the wizard world for so long, and by the looks of the box it had to be as old as me. Inside the box was an assortment of old photographs, an old broomstick, a bottle of perfume that looks as though it had been used a fair few times and to my surprise a pensive. A letter was what I was drawn to first, it looked the newest out of everything in the box, it wasn't ragged it was fresh and crisp, unfolding it I began to read.
Dear Harry
Throughout the years I have been collecting an array of things from your childhood that may help you get to know your parents further more. There are a few things that may need to be sorted out that you may be confused about, for the past seventeen years I have been keeping in touch with to your headmaster without your Uncle knowing, he tells me all of what happens when you are at your school. I'm sorry for making your life as miserable as I did because if I didn't I'm sure Vernon would have left me. Albus Dumbledore helped me store all the memories of your parents as I could in the pensive that you may see in front of you, there are some of Albus's memories in there also. It may seem to you that I am a heartless woman but I assure you that the death of your mother, my sister hurts me to this very day, she wasn't a freak as I said to the time in the hut where Vernon took us to escape the letters that were being sent to you, but I must admit that I did envy Lily at times. I am also sorry for lying to you about your parents death, it was very wrong I just thought that it would have caused you to be depressed. Look through the box, it will help you get the memories you have long forgotten.
Love
Aunt Petunia
I put the letter aside and began to rummage through the trunk, some things had little tags on them that told what they were and who they belonged to. I picked up a stuffed toy, which by the tag was a present to me when I was born; it had a faint smell of that of a child's cot. I picked up a bottle of perfume and sprayed a bit to smell
FLASHBACK
Lilly Potter was cradling her son in her arms singing him softly to sleep, the song was a well known muggle Nursery Rhyme, and she smells of sweet Lavender, her voice is soft, smooth and comforting as little Harry's eyelids droop from tiredness.
END OF FLASHBACK
I put the perfume bottle down, having just remembered for the first time my mother, I could remember what she sounded like and how she smelt almost as though she were there with me now, I quickly snatched up the letter from Aunt Petunia look in the box, it will help you get the memories you have long forgotten. I began searching through again, and picked up the broomstick
FLASHBACK
Little Harry was zooming through the air on a broomstick, being supported by someone he could not see, they turned and the baby let out a small cry of excitement. They headed towards the ground where a beautiful lady with long red hair was standing, Harry was passed to her and he was able to see who had supported him on his exciting flight, James Potter stood next to his broom, tall with jet black messy hair, he reached forward and tickled Harry who giggled, James looked up at Lilly
"He's going to be a great flier, I can feel it now," he said
"And he'll be a boy to be proud of," Lilly replied
END OF FLASHBACK
I picked up the pile of photographs that took up most of the space in the trunk; they were jumbled up with a mixture of wizard and muggle photos, looking through them they were mostly of my mother and father who were waving at me, there were some I'd never seen before and some I have. There was only one thing left inside the trunk, the pensive lifting it from inside the trunk I moved it to the floor and sat down, drawing out my wand I touched the substance within it, a memory came floating up, my parents wedding, without hesitating I put my hand into the silvery substance and I was instantly jolted forward.
It was an outside area, filled with acres of green grass; there was a large arch that created an aisle dividing the families, music started and I turned to see my mother, looking incredibly happy walking towards my equally happy father, my mother was being led by who I could only guess was my grandfather, I went up the aisle towards where the priest was doing the vows, I looked at the best man, Sirius who was smiling at Lilly and James. The priest called for the rings, they were brought forth by a man who looked familiar, he had two light scars running diagonally down his face, it was Lupin! My mother and father kiss and turn to walk down the aisle.
Pulling out of the pensive I sat there with a familiar burning sensation in my throat and my eyes had begun to sting, no matter how much I tried to stop, the salty tears just ran softly down my cheeks, I pulled my knees to my chest and put my head in my hands, that was when I felt someone put their arm around me. I knew it was Parvati but I was determined not to look at her, I kept my head down
"Harry, what's wrong?" she asked in hushed tones, I kicked out and nudged the pensive, I saw a shadow of a memory burst up and the voice of my mother and father emerged out of no-where, "Oh," Parvati murmured softly, I took a few calming breathes before I wiped my eyes and cleared my throat before I looked up at Parvati, who was staring at the memory in the pensive, I cleared my throat once more
"I just wish I could have known them a bit longer you know," I muttered, "Have more memories," The arm that was around my shoulders tightened as she held me closer
"I know Harry, it's unfair," she whispered.
I don't know how long we sat there but it was while, we only separated when we heard Padma coming up the stairs. I packed everything back in to the black trunk which shrunk as soon as I'd put on the lid. I'd somehow managed to make room to fit it into my Hogwarts trunk. Maybe another time I will open it again.
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