"Are you sure you wouldn't like some tea?" Emily asked me setting a tray of tea down.

"I'm fine Miss Emily thank you." I didn't want tea then, but she always made me a pot of black lavender. It had become my favorite in a matter of moments. Now I was hooked. She knew it and so did I. To that I had to smile.

She brushed a piece of my hair back and looked at me. She wore a smile on her soft blue face, and though it was half decomposed it was much more comforting than most things in what the underworldlings called the upperworld. "You know you're a rather handsome young man."

"Thank you... I think."

"Your parents are going to love you."

"But... It's been a week I've heard from no one." I looked at my calendar. I counted the days by waking and sleeping. I'd done it seven times, so it had been a week. I'd like to think that it was a week of bliss, but I couldn't help but go to my body, wondering if they even buried me. I hoped they weren't that evil. That all the things they had done to me.. Once I was in the ground it would be over. I held Emily's hand when I got this way. This undeniable churning in my stomach. Emily had been my whole world in one week. The same way my mortal Aunt, who was most likely dancing on my grave, was supposed to be.

I can count on the left of my hands how many times my aunt had done what Emily had. And that was sad.

Once my aunt was nice to me, it was just she and I watching some really silly show on television. The "men" of the house were away and left me to tend to her. So I did. Half way through she placed a gentle kiss on my head and told me she loved me. Did she even cry when she knew I was dead?

"You know where your body is?" She asked me ripping me away from the thoughts I had festered in for half of the day.

"No." I threw down the stick I was fiddling with and leaned my head back. "It's quite unnerving."

She held me tighter and kissed my head. "You are right beside your parents with a picture of you three.. The last one you three took together, it says Here lies Harry finally in the arms of his parents."

"Really?" I asked my tone was somewhat excited. I know I was. To think I would be beside my parents.. Even if they didn't know it.

"Would you like to see?"

"Can you?"

"Of course Harry." She smiled and held my hand.

I was convinced that no other kids died. Or they all had destinations, because she was so kind to me like I was the only kid in the universe. She looked at me with love and she showered me with many years of missing affection. She made me feel something I hadn't when I was alive. Safe. I curled into her like an infant. Like a child who had nothing but needed everything. "Couldn't you adopt me?"

"I already have." Would be her response any time I asked her. I didn't know what that meant.

"I'm being serious."

"So am I. When I died.. My body spread into a million butterflies. Each child in this place has a piece of me, and that will never change, but I am spread thin. And I don't think you would like to spend the nights with 3000 screaming children."

"I suppose you're right."

"You know you can come to me any time after your parents come."

"You say they are coming but there is no one coming."

"Time my darling Harry.. Time."

"W.. I've given so much."

"Yes Eleven years.." She stopped at the well. She looked at me and seen the tears. She took one of her soft blue fingers and wiped it away throwing it into the well of tears. "Look."

A man in a sliver cloak and a woman stood at my grave placing flowers. "What do we do now?"

"We find him."

"Aldus he's dead. "

"I've got friends in high, low, and somewhat odd places... He could be closer than you think."

"No ... You are just trying to console me... He who shall not be named will come back... Then what."

"For now we let him rest with his family... He's had it hard enough already."

I watched them leave. I looked at Emily who's face was puzzled. Did she know then? Did she trust them? Should I? For once I had security, I had a family in Emily who allowed me to stay under her for as much as I liked and I did. She walked with me in silence until she froze and squinted. "Sally?"

Another blue woman looked in our direction, only she was sown together. Her hair was red and her eyes were bright. She even had a smile. She looked so odd, but she looked so perfect. She waved before coming to us. "Hello Emmy."

"Hi... What are you doing here?"

"I have come to pick up our son."

"You've made a choice?"

"Yes, you know I love to read... So I read about all of them, and Jack and I have decided on one."

"Who?" Emily asked gripping my hand tighter. I wasn't sure if she wanted me to go or it was just my imagination, but she did hold it awful hard.

She looked at me and put her warm hand on my face. "We've decided on Harry."