Return of The Boy Who Lived
Chapter 2: Remembrance
The first thing he remembered was pain. The unbearable pain that remained in his chest from the moment of death he felt. Images flashed through the boy's mind as he struggled to get out of his coffin. The boy, not knowing he had died, pounded franticly, gasping for the air that he did not need.
He clawed at the creamy white fabric that surrounded him on all sides. A pillow lay under his head. His green eyes were foggy- he couldn't see anything. His mind was a jumble of words and images that he couldn't put together. Six words were all he could make out.
Harry. Voldermort. Battle. Prophecy. Hermione. Ginny.
He hit the lid of the coffin harder and harder, faster and faster desperate to get out. He began to panic when he could no longer breathe. With one last forceful punch he broke a whole in the lid. Immediately a bundle of earth fell on top of him with a soft 'thump.'
The large bundle of earth covered his face making it impossible to see.
His eyes, which were now covered by his sockets, began to move sideways, left, right, left, right. He could feel as the short slimly silky skin moved forwards slowly yet steadily on his face sending shivers down his spin. The heavy pounds of earth kept him engraved into the ground beneath him. He lifted his arm up with as much effort and strength as he could muster and began to claw at the above ground. And finally his hand shot up and he felt the wind circle around him as if welcoming him home.
The panic that was slowly rising in him decreased as he climbed himself out of the whole. He took a deep breath he had waited to take and that was when he realized that he no longer needed it.
Slowly the boy blinked. Once.Twice.Three.four.. He opened his mouth to speak but found no sound. As he blinked once more his sight became clearer.
He looked around eyes darted, alert and afraid.
The rain was pounding down at the forest trees behind him. He could hear the howl of the wolf as the full moon stood high above. The thousand stars remained hidden above the clouds moving in. The rain poured for a few minutes then there was a flash and thunder that hit the ground right next to him, and as that thunder crashed he felt an immense pain that only grew as he wished it away.
He couldn't take the pain for long. He curled him in a small, defensive ball and let his body tremble from the cold.
-flash back-
He was a sleep in a cupboard filled with what little things he had. Above him a large shapeless boy was pounding at the green stair case below his feet. "WAKE UP POTTER!" he shouted, "We're Going to the zoo!" he laughed joyfully and ran downstairs where his loving parents awaited.
flash back)
A large family car stood in the drive way of a house that looked like all the other houses on the same road. A raven haired boy with glasses that hurt his nose and clothing that were far to large for a boy his size moved to get into the back seat but before he could do so, a large man pointed his car keys hastily at the raven haired boy and growled at him while saying harshly "listen here boy, if there is any funny business- ANY AT ALL, you wont get any supper for a week!"
-flash back-
letters coming from everywhere yet no where at the same time flew around the house. The same boy from earlier tired to grab one over and over again, each time missing by an inch until finally he caught one. When he did this the boy ran towards his cupboard with his uncle bellowing at him, "COME ERE BOY!" but the boy would not listen. Instead he quickly tried to open his letter but sadly he did not succeed.
-Flash back0
A young boy had his wand pointed at the snake-like monster in front of him. He shouted a word and a flash of white light moved to the older man.
-flash back-
a young girl lay, passed out at the ground in front of him. He moved to help her but a another older boy moved in front of him. "She's never gonna wake you know." The boy refused to listen and instead ignored the older one while he shouted at Harry- who must have been the brown haired boy- to listen. Still he would not.
-flash back-
He watched as an old man who's appoint was calling him Sirius battled a women who he called Bella.
The man was tall and had a thin build and he had raven black hair, like the earlier boys, however, unlike the boy he had old grey eyes that pierced the heart of any who looked deep in them.
The women, Bella, looked quite startling with her long pinched nose, and her crazed look in the grey eyes that matched her appoints. She had her wand pointed at Sirius's chest looking rather smug with her smile. Her face was defined in every detail. Long black hair flew around her as she shouted a curse and aimed at the man called Sirius who fell into an archway. He now lay dead on the floor his eyes closed.
-end flash back-
The boy gasped as the rain began to fall harder and harder. He looked up at the sky, his wet jet black hair flew and hit his back as he bent back and howled looking oddly like a were-wolf about to change. His fingers were bound into fists and held close to his chest.
He couldn't hear a voice that whispered his unknown name over his scream.
"Harry?"