"You picked Harry?"

"You picked me?"

"Well of course!" She knelt down to me. She smelled like the Halloween bags of candy Dudley would make me sort so he could say he did it. It made my mouth water. I was dead, so no hunger, but it was something. She smelled like a place I wanted to be. "Harry your story isn't finished... I want to know how it ends. I want to know how the world treats you." She sighed and looked at Emily. "Your Aunt Emily knows how I feel about things like this. SO I've chosen you to live in Halloween town with me and your new dad."

This was happening too fast for me, and by the looks of Emily's face her too. I was curious to know what was happening. "So where is this.. Halloween town?"

"Just beyond the bridge love. Not too far away where you can't come back and visit. You've got witches you can learn from. There are children there you can play with them of course! It will be just wonderful! You will have a good time."

I looked up to Emily for her answer. She was the one person I knew I could count on. I knew she wanted it to happen I knew she wanted to find some peace. She wanted to make it happen. "What do you think?"

"I think Harry that this would be the very best... She's right they have so much more than I can offer you." She said. "Don't you remember. what I said?"

"You and I are just one in the million."

"That is right." She said "And now you've got a family to think about."

I turned to see Sally with a smile. and then looked back at Emily. "What if they don't like me?"

She knelt to me. Looking me in my eyes her eyes weren't cold like the dead, they were beautiful and bright. Like embers of a dying fire. Her face was soft and kind. I'm one hundred percent sure she was meant to be in my life. "My darling Harry... You are brave, you're smart, and from what I seen you're mighty witty. When you go to Halloween town you will feel right at home. I promise." She smiled

"You think so?"

"I know so."

I turned to Sally, who would soon be either mother or mama Sal, and took the hand she held out for me. "I'll see you again won't I."

"Of course Harry. I'm always going to be here. Just for you." She put a finger to my chest. I felt warmth. Then I broke free and I hugged her. I hugged her tight like a child leaving for summer camp who didn't want to go. Like I should've been able to hug my aunt and uncle. Now I hugged a corpse and I was much happier than I was before.

"Are you ready Harry?"

"I.. I think so."

"Good!" She took his hand and hugged Emily. "Thank you."

"You take care of my Harry." '

"With all my heart." Sally smiled. "C'mon love your home awaits."

"You mean it?" I asked. "You mean I'm going to be someones son?"

"Yes love not servant or anything else vicious." She said.

"Go on Harry." She smiled "Your home is waiting." Emily kissed my head once more and then waved me and my new mother far away.

I looked at Sally. I had so much I wanted to ask. Like why she was sown together? I looked up at her and then around. The forest changing from the dark blues and other bright vivid colors to ones that looked almost normal. She looked down at me. "I'm sally.."

"You've said that."

"I'm also a frankenmonster."

"What?"

"You know like all the movies about creating life. My maker did it." She smiled and held out her hand. "I can untie if you'd like."

"No I'm fine." I said and then looked at the trees. One with a turkey, one with a heart, a tree, a clover, an egg, and pumpkin. I assume that the one I'd spend the rest of my life with would be the one with the pumpkin. Just then the Christmas tree door opened. A tall skin thin man walked out in a black tuxedo with a bat bow tie stood in front of us.

He looked like one of the decorations they would openly display at 365 Hollows Eve. It made me laugh inside. Like someone was going to come out and yell "GOT YOU!" But they didn't. He just stood there, and I stared. The more I kept looking the more powerful he became. He stood like he had nothing to lose and everything to gain. It made him so much bigger than his skeleton form. He was mystical. Like a nightmare that became a dream, oh god that sounds romantic, he's my dad. And I just made it super weird. I shook my head and then looked at him again. He still looked powerful, all knowing, and all the awesome stuff I thought before. Just a lot less romantic.

"I am so sorry I am late my love... Someone needed help with the children on the naughty list... SO is this the newest member to the skellington clan?"

"Yes my love. This is him."

"Pleasure to meet ya new son number one. I am Jack Skellington the pumpkin king." He held out a bony hand of which I shook.

I looked at him and then at her. The Skellingtons. Jack and Sally. They fit so well together and I didn't. Sally droned on about everything but we were going to do. All I was curious about was how i'd fit in. What if they didn't like me? What if I was back at Emily's before dinner. I stopped as they kept walking. I couldn't go into this tree curious as to who I was. I needed to know. I was sure one hundred other kids would have been psyched to have parents. But not me. I was made too much of a skeptic in my eleven years.

So while they spoke about my new life, my new home, and my new room that would face the beautiful full moon and the windy woods. I froze staring at that door, and having the urge to run back to the one woman I knew loved me. I was scared. Beyond scared really. I thought I was dead. Fear didn't trouble the dead, but it sure as hell petrified the child in me. This was all so big. So I froze, and that's when I noticed that the chatter in front of me stopped. Sally looked at me she looked at me like a normal mother would look at her child if he had just froze in the middle of the Forest.

"What's wrong love?" She asked

I looked at her and she had a concerned expression on her face. Jack looked confused, but I only had one question. "What's my name?"

"What?"

"He doesn't know his name?" Jack asked concern.

"Of course."

"But do you?" I asked "Do either of you know what I'm to be called when I go into this door."

"Oh! You mean your surname!" Sally chuckled gripping her chest.

"I am Jack skellington. The pumpkin king." He said and knelt to me "So that makes you Harry Potter Skellington." Jack smiled. "Our Pumpkin Prince."