Happy little Easter fic of which i own nothing but the idea. Enjoy and review please. Lots of characters are going to get eggs, Harry's just first.
Easter eggs are more than chocolate
"Let's play a game."
Harry Potter tries to drown out his aunt's voice as she smiles at the group of children before her. He knows he is not included. Every year his aunt leads Dudley and his friends in Easter egg hunts, games and songs. Every year Harry is sent to his cupboard.
"Go!" his aunt hisses to him as she shepherds the children outside. Harry crawls into his small space, tears spilling down his young cheeks. He is six years old and has never had an Easter egg. Mrs Figg gave him one once. Aunt Petunia gave it to Dudley.
Someone knocks on the cupboard door, but his aunt never knocks. He pulls open the door and sees someone quickly moving into the kitchen. He follows. The person is gone but sitting on the table is a large chocolate egg, on which is a note. Harry smiles slightly; he's the best reader in his class.
Harry,
I know it's just an Easter egg and I wish with all my heart I could give you more. As it is a friend has had to deliver this to you for me, an act of kindness I do not deserve but you more than do. I hope it makes your day at little better, and I want you to know that although we may never meet (though I hope one day we do) I will always love you.
All my love, kisses and hugs, SB.
Harry picked up the egg and snuck it to his cupboard. He curled up that night full and happy, and he knew that whoever SB was, he shared Harry's view. Easter eggs weren't just chocolate. They were love.