While he lay back on his bed punching the poor pillow in a comfortable way and waiting for sleep  to come. Tears were flowing from his green eyes as he remembered them. His own parents who had done nothing but left him alone sobbing. 

It's the death anniversary of none other than Harry Potter's Parents.

Just seconds later Harry's phone rang.

"Hey Prongslet, you ready yet? and why have you done this Halloween makeup on your face-?" A voice was heard from the other side of the phone call.

"Shut up Sirius, you know it's not Halloween makeup, I have been crying like a baby who has not eaten anything for an hour." Harry whined.

Sirius teased Harry for another few minutes trying to brighten the tense atmosphere. It seems as his plan was successful and Harry who was crying his heart out now was looking like a kid who got his favorite chocolate . Sirius felt proud with himself.

They talked for another hour, and Harry kept his phone aside and got ready. He was wearing a loose shirt which went down his knees and grey pant. Although he let his messy hair stay the usual because why not?

Sirius came to his home and together they both drove to Harry's parents grave and offered them flowers.

Harry bent down on his knees and just stared at their grave. He stood their thinking only if he died alongside his parents and not had survived.  His eyes started to feel wet as one by one droplets started falling on his pants. He could have stayed there all night but it was freezing. 

Sirius just stood next to him thinking what to do, he couldn't just let him sit there like that forever, in the  end he was forced to pull Harry away. Harry didn't argue but let himself to be dragged away.

While on the way back, Harry feel asleep leaning on the car window..

There he was playing with they toy in his car. "And now car goes vrooooom!" exclaimed a seven year old Harry sitting on the backseat of his parents car.

Seeing Harry's childish reactions his parents giggled while one the front seat.

"Harry sure is the same of you James, both of you are childish but the difference is Harry is childish when he is seven and you're childish when you are 28." Teased a red haired women in her mid 30's.

'Hmph, no fair Lily. I just love to play around I'm not childish the way you are thinking of me" argued James.

The young couple teased each other and our Harry was unbothered, not giving a shit to them. 

Then that happened,  while James was driving and a car came straight and collided with them. 

The last thing Harry heard was screams of the people, and saw the flash of white light and his own body covered in blood. 

That moment Harry had lost his family.

Suddenly , the scene shifted..

" I think... I-I really l-l-like you , maybe I love yo-u " Harry said, he was nervous while saying that

She remained silent .

"Please I really DO" I was trying to control my tears.

"But I hate you" She snapped back at me. A tear rolled down my cheek but I wiped it away.

" Why do you hate me so much?" I asked but she stormed away leaving me alone  with tears streaming down my face.....

Harry woke up with a jolt breathing heavily and saw the Sirius with a concerned expression on his face.

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