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AUTHOR'S NOTE: I know I know it has been ages since I last updated but I have a good reason. First of all my laptop just died on me out of the blue so I had to wait for it to get back from Geek Squad for two weeks. Then, I had to re install all of my Word 2007 stuff and then I realized that I had completely retype the seventh chapter of Please Love Me because it was locked on the "old" 2007 Word and I was going insane!! Then, I just couldn't resist the nice weather… That's the main problem! Please don't hate me! Anyway I hope you like the 14th chapter!

Chapter Fourteen: Never, Ever Give Up!

All in all Harry had to admit that the morning had been a pleasant one. Of course he was most definitely not used to going through over 4000 pounds in only 4 hours time, but he enjoyed the time alone with his newly returned parents. He thought back through the shops they had gone to. Not only had they gone the clothing store and shoe store but they also went to the tuxedo shop. At first Harry was confused on the reasoning behind have a tuxedo, on account of he didn't have any events or parties planned, but his parents told him that once they had been known to throw parties and when Dumbledore finally announced them as living again that tradition would start back up again. And, of course, his mother made sure he had a suit for any possible party theme. She had also decided to get Harry's hair cut to a more desirable length. "You have such beautiful eyes and I hate having them covered up!" she had said. The hair stylist also showed them how to gel Harry's hair into a more planned wild look. Lily said she'd help Harry with until he got the hang of it. Harry had to admit, it did look better. Then they had come to a little diner to have decent sized luncheon and that is where Harry sat at the moment thinking on the turn his life had taken.

"…ry?"

How did I get here? he thought. Two days ago I was an orphan getting beaten by Uncle Vernon and now I'm sipping soda with my parents in warm little diner.

"…arry?"

I wonder if I really deserve all of this. I don't understand how they don't think I'm dirty. After what Uncle Vernon did… I wonder how they can even stand to look at me. I mean, I'm a 

freak. Only a freak would be so weak as to let something like that happen to them. So, guess that's really what I am. A Freak.

James was beginning to get worried. He had been calling his son's name for the past five minutes and the boy wasn't responding. And what was worse was the fact that Harry had started to tremble. His fixed eyes were staring at the table blankly. Finally, after tears had sprung to Harry's eyes James reached across the table and shook his son gently. "Harry?"

Harry's darted swiftly up to meet his father's. He had a startled animalistic look in his eyes. Like a skittish rabbit getting ready to leap away, Harry tensed.

"Harry, sweetheart?" Lily soothed. "Do you know where you are?"

Harry didn't answer.

"Har?" James tried. "Son? It's okay. You're safe. We're at diner in London, remember? You're Uncle isn't here."

Harry's bottom lip trembled slightly in fear and he squeezed his eyes shut, but he still remained silent.

"Harry? Son, talk to me, what's wrong?" James tried again. He tucked his wand up his sleeve and muttered a privacy spell so that whatever happened next would draw attention.

But before James had a chance to do anything Lily was next to him.

"'Goodnight, sleep tight. No more tears…'"

That's the same lullaby mum sings…

"'In the morning I'll be here…'"

"M-mum?" Harry whimpered, opening his eyes guardedly.

"Yes, love I'm here."

Harry looked across the table at his father. "D-dad?"

"Yeah, son, you're safe."

"'M Sorry…" Harry muttered, shamefaced.

"It's okay, love," Lily cooed. "Do you remember where you are now?"

"Yeah. A diner…" Harry replied. "I think it was called Home Sweet Home Diner."

"Yep," James answered with a smile. "We sure are."



"What would you like to eat, baby?" Lily asked.

"Er… w-well… I-I…" Harry looked panicked.

"You can order anything you want," James encouraged. "Remember money is no obstacle. Remember Lamborghinis?"

"Oh yeah…" Harry replied, still feeling a bit guilty about asking for anything. "C-can I have the chicken sandwich with chips?"

"It's 'may I' and yes, of course you may!" Lily smiled.

"T-thank you…" Harry mumbled to his lap.

James removed the privacy spell subtly and called a waiter over to the table. He ordered Harry's meal along with his and Lily's. The waiter nodded and said that he'd be right back with those. Lily stood and sat back across the table from her son and next to her husband. Once she was facing Harry she beamed proudly at him.

"W-what?" Harry asked fidgeting, nervous about being the center of attention all of a sudden.

"I'm j-just so proud of you for being so b-brave," Lily replied, her voice cracking as her eyes swam with tears.

James placed his arms around his wife while saying, "Yeah, our brave little man." Harry blushed.

"I-I'm not trying to be brave or anything," he garbled.

"I know, love and that's what makes it so much better. You can be brave just being you," Lily sniffled. "And that just makes me so proud. After all you've been through, you somehow find the will to get out of bed and move throughout your day. And t-that's j-just… I-it's just so very, very brave of you."

"I-I…" Harry stammered, not really sure what he was supposed to say at a moment like this.

"She's right," James said. "Many people that have been through what you have been through, just give up, but you continue to push on and that really means something. I hope you never, ever feel the need to just give up, because you are so much stronger than that."

Harry's eyes were blurred by tears as he swallowed the lump in his throat. No one had ever said something like that you him in his whole life. The fact that his parents thought he was strong was enough to keep pushing for as long as it took. And at that very moment Harry vowed to himself to never give up, no matter what happened. "T-thank you," Harry choked out.



His parents simply smiled.

A/N: OMG!! I am sooooooooooooooooooooooooo sorry! I don't even think I put enough "Os" to tell you how sorry I am. And you want to know the worst part? I don't even have a good excuse this time. It's just that it had been so nice out lately and I wanted to enjoy the weather than sit inside on the computer… So, once again I am truly sorry for the wait. But I hopre you enjoyed the 14th chapter!! R&R (If you can forgive me that is).