Lily's P.O.V

James and I go sit on the dusty couch in the sitting room of the manor. I've only been here twice to visit James' mum and dad, so it's a bit weird to be here.

I become restless waiting for Harry, I want to go find him and comfort my poor baby boy! I start to get up as James pulls me down.

"Lily, I know what you're thinking, but no, we need Harry to trust us."

"How is he supposed to trust us if we don't even look for him!" I shout. Just as I finish, I see Harry come around the corner shyly, looking a bit pale.

"Harry, how are you? Can you come out and talk to us please?" I ask him.

Harry comes out slowly, looking like he doesn't trust us. Eventually, he came in front of us and looked at his shoes. I reach my hand hand out to lift his head but he flinched back.

"Harry, I'm not going to hurt you, come here please?" I ask. Harry reluctantly came to me and I embrace him in a hug. He stiffened, seeming like he was waiting for a hit or punch from me.

James joined or hug and said, "Harry, we would like to know why you ran off like that? We were worried! Please, don't do that again."

"I-I ran off b-because I t-thought you were going t-to hit me," he stuttered.

My heart broke at those words. "Oh, Harry, we would never raise a hand to you, never!"

James' P.O.V

I pick Harry up and hold him while putting an arm around Lils. We fall asleep right there on the couch. But in the back of my mind, there's two questions in the back of my mind.

How bad did those vile Dursleys damage my son and what did Sirius do to get thrown in Azkaban?

*Evening*
I wake up to a whimpering sound. I open my eyes and look down to see Harry, crying and his eyes screwed shut. I shake him a bit and he shoots up, looking quite scared.

"Harry, it's OK, it was just a bad dream, you're OK." I tell Harry. He looked at me with tears in his eyes then he gave me a big hug.

"Do you want to tell me what happened in your dream?" I ask but feel him shake his head no in my chest. "Well, are you hungry?"

Harry's P.O.V

"Well, are you hungry?" my dad asks. I'm pretty hungry, but I don't want them to spend or do to much for me.

"No, " I say, but my stomach betrays me.

"Hmm, seems like you are, how about we wake your mum up and we go out to eat something, yeah?"

Hullo! How was it? Hope you guys enjoyed it. Please, vote and comment on any spelling errors or anything I need to work on.
-Eve

(edited on 12/21/2020)