My New Life

Chapter 10

Harry Potter, Hogwarts (2nd Life)

Harry whooped as he flew around like most of his classmates, while those with a fear of heights, like Neville and Hermione, were flying a little closer to the ground. Harry flew in a loop twice, before landing on the ground with a pant and a satisfied smile. I haven't flew in so long! So refreshing! Harry thought happily, before Draco and Ron landed next to him, albeit not as smoothly as Ron fell on his face and Draco fell on his ass. "Pfft! Hahaha!" Harry laughed softly at the two of them, before helping them up. "Shut up Harry!" Ron and Draco said simultaneously, red-faced. "I'm sorry! It's just so funny." Harry smiled, helping them clean up the dirt using a cleaning spell.

"Right class! Come together!" Professor Hooch said, as they all came together. "Ok, we seem to have a lot of hopefuls this year! I hope by the time next year you guys keep polishing on your flying lessons, and join the Quidditch team!" Professor Hooch said, smiling widely right as the bell rang.

Harry ate a spoonful of chicken porridge, nodding along to one of Ron's rambling about how he had grass still stuck in his teeth. As he sipped some of his milky tea, a sharp pain speared through his scar, causing him to drop his tea and black spots appeared in his vision. The last thing he heard was his friends screaming his name.

Ow... Harry muttered, opening his eyes to see two people standing in front of him. They were looking at him with so much love in their eyes it hurt his heart, hoping it was real. Wishing it was close. My little Harebear... the lady mumbled, holding her hand out. M-Mum? Is that really you? Harry said softly, tears in his eyes dropping. My, look at you. Really a splitting image of me. The man said, laughing softly. D-dad... Harry laughed softly, as they kissed his cheeks. We love you. You know that, right? Harry smiled as he held their hands. I know. In my previous life and now, I know. Forever I will know how much you love me and I love just as much back. Harry said, hugging them tight.

Now please, live happily. Don't worry so much. We will protect you as best as we can, my dear. Harry nodded, sobbing softly. I wish I could stay, please... stay with me. Harry begged, but they had let go. I'm sorry, Harry, we can't stay. But know that we are close. We always are. Harry noticed they were going farther, before he took a deep breath and opened his eyes.

Harry blinked, before noticing the walls of the infirmary. He sighed, shakily wiping away his tears before sniffling quietly. Oh I miss them. Harry quietly thought, before he felt something heavy on his chest. He grabbed the necklace softly, rubbing it gently. It was in the shape of the Potter crest, along with a lily charm beside it. We are close. He remembered his mother's words, making him smile. He wishes they were alive, but fate is not nice. However this is as close as he can get. And he is grateful, very much.

"Oh, you're awake, Mr. Potter?" Madam Pomfrey said, smiling slightly. "W-What happened, Madam? Is it bad?" Harry asked softly, his voice scratchy. "Here, drink this. And it's not bad, you just have a small fever is all. It seems like you have been overworking yourself. Which is odd since you are only 11, but since you ran away at age 9 I don't doubt it." Harry smiled a little. "Was it bad, when I ran away?" Madam Pomfrey scoffed. "You think? The Wizarding World was a mess looking for you." Harry chuckled, before he became a coughing mess. "Mr Potter, drink some rejuvenating potion, you are weak right now."

Harry drank down the cup, before cringing as it was bitter. "Good. Now, please, rest. Plus, I hope you don't eat all the sweets in one go, alright?" Harry glanced at the table beside him, with a small pile of candy. "How long was I out for?" Harry asked, as he grabbed a toffee. "Two days. And don't worry, your friends have promised to leave you notes. Most of them are legible, except for Mr. Weasley." Harry chuckled. "I am aware."

As Madam Pomfrey left, Harry sighed. He grabbed his wand before releasing small bubbles from the tip. It always calmed him down back then, and it still does today. The colourful bubbles make him feel childish in a way. It makes him feel safe. As he played, watching the bubbles swirl around, he heard Andri slithering closer.

Harry, you should've told me you were tired. Andri said, as Harry smiled. Hello Andri. And I apologise. Honestly I wasn't expecting to faint too. Harry hummed, before Andri sighed and rested on his chest. Sleep. You need it. Badly too. Harry sighed. Fine. I'll go to sleep. Harry hummed, before he slept.