It was time to tell everyone. It was time to tell them all what I wanted, and I knew it wouldn't be easy. I knew that it wouldn't be right to tell everyone without being sure, so I stood there with Blythe hearing myself say the words that have been blaring in my head for a week. I'm going to Hogwarts and I am going to defeat that monster. That jerk of a jerk. If he could get to me, he could get to my parents. He could get to Blythe and Sam and I couldn't let him hurt my family. My friends. I needed them all to realize that there was no other way and I finally seen that. I know that it has to be me and him. I didn't care how long it took I just had to do it. They needed me up there and I didn't want to make my actual parents feel ashamed of me in whatever afterlife they were in.
"Are you sure Harry?" Blythe asked "This is a very serious thing to do. You could get really hurt." She touched my arm with sympathy for having the world shoved on my shoulders. My cross heavy and filled with things that could go wrong. Her eyes were deep. Deep with worry and concern. She knew that this could go very wrong, she knew that this could end everything. "Jack and Sally will be devastated."
"They'll understand. They have to, don't they? They have to understand that this is the only way for something to change. If I don't do it who will Blythe? They have to know what can go on up there. No Halloween, Nothing for Jack and Sally to have! It's me or the rest of the world. How would they feel if they chose me?"
"Like parents Harry. Parents don't sacrifice their children… Unless you're my grandmother…. Then you sacrifice your stepchildren." Blythe shook her head. I wondered what on earth happened to her family and would I ever get to lie beside her in the grass and ask again. I knew it would be hard for a friendship like hours I'd barley see her. Would she write? Would she be there for me still? I just got here would I be forgotten?
I watched her stare at me as my mind raced with questions of what was next. With who what when and how. I wanted to ask her so many things and I thought that this would be it. I thought that this would be where I lived for the rest of my long, well not really so long, after life. Now it was all gone. Now It was over and now it was something I wasn't sure I would ever be able to get to again, my heart ached, but my head knew this is what had to be done. Knew that this was what had to be done for the world. For my friends, and above all for my family. Thinking about him invading them. It was enough to keep me going through all my doubts. "I'm okay." I said finally. "I've got to go home. But I will see you tomorrow."
"Of course." She gave me a hug. "Harry… Harry you're such a wonderful person." She said and gave me a kiss on the cheek. Her blue lips against my white cheek under the moon light was a memory I will cherish forever.
I walked home on little poufy clouds like on the cartoons I used to watch from the crack of my room under the stairs. I opened the door and Jack and Sally were sitting in their arm chairs by the fire place.
"We'll have to have a going away party." I hear Jack say. "I know he is going."
"Does he have to?" Sally asked, "I know Blythe will encourage it…."
"As she should behind every Skellington man is a woman who knows how to handle herself and make a damn fine sleeping tonic."
"Oh, Jack this isn't time for jokes."
"But it is Sally! Our son is going on an adventure and he will come back to us more of a king than what we made him. My son the villain slayer. Just like his good old fathers!"
Sally scoffed and waved her hand at her prideful husband, my very proud father. I watched her scoff turn into a crooked smile and her eyes sadden when she seen me walk into the room, but then as if she caught me looking she brightened them. "Hi honey."
"Mun, Dad. I've made my choice."
"You have?" Sallys grip on Jacks hand tightened and he returned her look of suspense to me.
"I'm going to Hogwarts."
"You are?"
"And I'd like your support."
"Of course."
"Say something Mum." I said looking at her. A lump was visible in her throat.
She took a deep breath "We'll have to throw a party." She said "And you'll have a good deal of finances to get your school supplies. I'll tell them to expect you. Not a lot of time has passed believe it or not. It's been months down here, but they should just be starting school."
" Your mother is right Harry you should have everything you in your time. We'll throw your farewell party tomorrow." He took my shoulder. "But for now you're going to get some rest you have a long few days ahead of you."
"I'll tell them you're ready." Sally said "I don't know whether to cry or to be so proud of you all my seams burst."
"You don't know Mum, but you know I'm coming home when it's all over."
"When it's all over of course." Sally said. "What about holidays?! What about Halloween?" She asked. "We can't visit you. You can't visit us…. How will I know how you are?"
"Honey he'll have an owl. We'll make sure of it. We'll give him a selected tree we'll check it every week okay. Calm down it'll be fine, Won't it Harry?"
"Of course mum don't worry I won't go a week without sending something!" I promised trying to sound excited. It was what I was supposed to sound I was supposed to sound excited about being with this monster and people I don't know where I was supposed to go. But I had to be excited for mother and father; I had to be prepared though and going there was the only way I could defeat him.
"Good night Harry." Sally hugged me and kissed my forehead. "I love you more than anything."
"I love you to mum." I said and then walked up the stairs and slid into bed. Jack stood by my door. "How are you doing son?"
"I'm petrified dad."
"Some heroes are always petrified." He said with a shrug "I mean I always am."
"You are not."
"Oh but I am. A little fear makes heroics exciting! Makes things a little clearer. You do what you have to when you're afraid. And that's what I need you to do. Be a little terrified so you can make it home to us Harry." He kissed my head and looked me deep in his black eye sockets "Please be a little petrified."
