I sat with my mother as she made dinner. I dreamed of this moment so many times it was almost real. I thought of my mother Lilly potter cooking dinner as me and my dad sat and watched the telly. I thought that would be wonderful. That would be my life one day. I dreamt it and had hope even as I sat in my room which was a broom closet and had cried myself to sleep at night hoping that something so wonderful would happen to me and then I died. I died and I was sitting in front of something better than I had ever dreamed in my blurred imagination to what a mother would be.

Sally was the best thing that would ever happen to me, and how do I repay her, how do I repay my father Jack? By getting myself into the worst trouble in Halloween town history. How does that work? By someone's hilarious logic I'm not meant to have happiness. So that is basically devastating. I wish I could just be dead and be happy about it. I wish I could be dead and never see the light of some messed up blue eyed villain. This man had the eyes that said they were killers. I jolted when my mother touched me. "Are you alright?" She asked.

"I'm fine.." I smiled. Sure I was lying but why would I ruin such an amazing afternoon with my parents?

"You seem like you're.. Out of it. Which is usually fine, but.. I worry about you since all this stuff is going on around you.. I.. I feel just horrible about it." She said in sad tone, and then she went back to cooking humming the sweet lullaby she sang to me when I had first arrived her. When I had my doubts.

"Mum... Can I.. Can I tell you something?"

"Anything." She said with a smile. "But first me.. Harry I want you to know how proud I am of you adjusting to all of this stuff around you. I knew you hated it here at first because we weren't the family you wanted. If I died I'd wish I could see my real mother and father too, but I can't. I hate you are deprived of that though.. So I have decided that I am going to find them.. And we shall see them together."

"You're not serious." I said a mountainous lump rising in my throat. "You can't be."

"I am... Harry I want you to know where you come from as badly as you do. And that aunt and uncle of yours were the worse." She said and handed me something to taste.

It was at this point where I was sure that I was being yanked around by destiny and the sand man. That I was in coma and Vernon was commanding that either I wake up and stop waisting the hospitals time or he would pull the plug. There was no way this could be my life. No way that I could have an adopted mother with firey red hair that loved me so much she'd give her arm (Literally) for me.

"Harry?"

"Huh?"

"You're in that place in your head again.. The one none of us are allowed to go in." She smiled. "What did you want to tell me?"

"I.. I love you mum."

"I love you too Harry.."

"No mum. I love you. I really love you... I don't want to lose you ever." I blurted and then couldn't contain the rest of my thoughts from flowing like a broken vulvae of water. "I am so afraid that I'm going to wake up one day and this not be real, and I can't go back to Petunia and Vernon. Not when I know there are people real people who love me more than anyone on earth. I just want to be here forever with you and dad. I want to start my life and never think of that wand or that snake or anything else again!" I sobbed like a toddler who had lost his favorite blanket. I heaved when I sobbed, but as I did.. Sally did something that no one had done for me when I was in pain. She held me and cried with me. She allowed me to feel something I thought was abnormal and a waste of time.

I wanted to look at her, but she was just a blur as she kissed my head and stroked my hair and rocked with me. She hummed to me as I cried. Honestly I had never cried over my parents because I never knew them. I never knew if they had loved me, but when I learned how they died I did. With Sally however I cried harder than I ever had because.. I didn't want to lose them. I wished so badly I didn't have fears like this. I wanted so badly to be free of whatever this was.

"Harry my sweet sweet boy I love you so much. I wish so badly that I could change this."

"I do too son." Dad said and held my arm. "But this is a battle alone my son.. And your mother and I will teach you all we know."

"You're serious you will?"

"Yes!" She said "I used to study witch studies all the time. I know quite a bit."

"And then what?"

"We change this fate of yours... Goodness knows you don't need it."

"You've been through enough already Harry you really have."

"I.. I hope the other witches can help me too." I said nervously.

"You will learn from all the greats. Whatever this is that you're suiting up for.. We will figure it out."

I felt good. I felt safe like I could do this and with my family. Not without them.

After we ate, played, and Mum taught me how to levitate things with the simple thought instead of using a wand. I went up stairs and I attempted to go to sleep. I closed my eyes and made the attempt to follow my dream breadcrumbs to a better place in this world where there was no fate as bad as this. All I could see were the blue evil eyes of the man who haunted me. When I finally slept.. When I could finally dreamed it wasn't pretty.

All I dreamed of was lying in a pit of snakes. Praying for them not to eat or harm me. I let them slither over me like I wasn't meant for this world. Where was I anyway. Then I seen it. A snake with a body as long as Halloween town. I gasped for air and I froze when it looked at me.

"Shhh my friend." That same haunting voice touched the snake and it lie down like a proper pet. "Soon you will meet this boy face to face and there will a fun day for it, but for now my friend.. Now you wait."

"Where am I?" I asked weakly. My throat was constricted and my body was shaking.

"Why Harry you're with me.." He stood over me. His eyes were now brown and like pools of muddy ink . Everything about him screamed dark. "You're going to be with me forever.. Or until you meet your fate."

"What the hell do you know about my fate?" I screeched.

"I know that you're going to die again Harry by my hand.. You are never going to see Jack and Sally again when you do.. Because they will be dead. The pumpkin king will be nothing but ashes of his former self and Sally will be boiled alive and made into a puppet.. I can not wait to end you Harry James Potter.. And when I do Victory will be ever so sweet." Then he touched me. He touched my Scar, and I screamed and fought as the searing hot pain burned into my scar and i felt like I was dying.

"Harry!" Sally shook me. "Harry my darling please wake up!"

"I-I'm sorry mum.. Scared my self a bit I'm afriad." I panted hugging her tighter than I had ever hugged anyone in my life.

"Shhh don't worry about that.. Let's worry about getting back to sleep." She kissed my head.

I only nodded but since I was half way dead what would I need with slee anyway? I would just stay awake forever. I clenched my teeth through the pain of my scar, but it was real and I was in pain. Who ever this man was he meant business. A business I didn't have. I sat up and stared out my window. She was there Blythe waving for me. I grabbed my jacket and went down stairs. "What are you doing here?"

"I.. I had a dream you were in trouble.. Are you?"

"I just woke up from it." I admitted.

"Here." She slipped me a vial. "This will help block out whatever is coming for you in the mortal world."

"Where'd you get this1?"

"My mother Lydia gave it to me."

I held the potion in my hand. "I don't want to sleep tonight Blythe." I said honestly. She smiled and took my hand and pulled me away from the house.

"You won't have to tonight. I want to show you something."

We ran over the hills and through the grave yard. We reached a poise patch and she sat me there. "Tonight the luma bugs are coming out to love the posies. It will keep you awake because it's so beautiful."

I wanted to ask how she knew that I needed to stay awake, and I didn't want to ask her. So I just watched her become in awe as the flowers become painted with lightening bugs beams. She was right. I couldn't sleep with this amazing thing going on in front of me. I wasn't so afraid. How could someone hate me with all of this beauty sitting here in this haunted haven of wonder. I rubbed my scar.

"You alright?" She asked.

"No.. I.. I can't sleep and my scar hurts."

"How does a scar hurt if it has already healed?" She asked me curiously.

"I don't know.. How does it hurt if I'm dead?"

Blythe put a finger to her lips. "That is also the million dollar question." She laid her head on my shoulder. "At any rate.. I am really glad you came here Harry... I just know we're going to have a great friendship."

"You think so?"

"I know so."

I wanted to believe her. I wanted to think that this is my life now; and I was going to be happier than any other time in my life. How could that be if it wasn't anything more than a lie. I just decided to clear my mind and watch. Watch the beauty in front of me. It was the least I could do.