Harry Potter and the Unexpected Wish

Chapter 6

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As Harry was traveling back from the Quidditch pitch he couldn't help and smile at the praise that he got from his dad. He knew that it was silly to be so happy at the praise that he gave him but it was comforting to know that your father was proud of you. Especially in Quidditch, this was one thing (out of many) that they shared in common. He went back to the Gryffindor tower and said the password (Quidditch) and went inside. He went to his photo album and took a look. There he saw his dad and mom smiling and waving to him and knew that it could never happen. Maybe he was here for a reason though, maybe he was suppose to get to know his mother and father so that when he is facing Voldemort that he could fight for them.

"Hey Harry! Could you come here for a minute?"

"Sure Sirius what's up?"

Sirius looked up and he looked rather confused.

"Sirius, it's just a expression. Like how's it going?"

"Okay you had me worried there. I thought that you had a prank above me and once I looked up that it would land. Anyway, I saw you looking at that photo album. Can I see it?"

"Um. Okay Sirius but don't look at it too long. After you're done looking at it can you put it in my trunk? Thanks."

He gave Sirius the album and went outside to his favorite tree by the lake and saw James there.

"Hey James, I didn't know you liked to go out here."

"Yep. It helps soothe me you know?"

"Yeah. I come out here all the time."

"So what's on your mind?"

Harry wanted to so badly tell him. He wanted to scream I am your son. Please be with me and Mom! He knew sadly that he couldn't say anything to them and that's what was troubling him.

Harry felt the cold shiver down his spine and he heard his mother scream. He knew at once that there were dementors there.

"James, can you produce a patronus?"

"No, sorry but I can't why?"

"Okay, I want you to stay right behind me and I'll fend them off."

"Fend what off exactly?"

"Dementors James, dementors."