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'Thoughts'

Goddesses talking telepathically

Parseltongue

Harry exited his sister's room and went to go find his parents. He was just glad that they were at Potter Cottage for the summer. They usually stayed at Gryffindor Castle. He found his mum in the living room. He knocked and entered.

"Mummy?"

"What do you want?" She sneered at the black haired child.

Harry ignored the pain in his chest and answered. "Rose is upstairs upset. She doesn't like any of her dresses."

"What did you do?"

"Nothing. Rose said that she had already wore the ones in her closet and needed new ones for the upcoming parties." Harry quickly explained before he was punished.

"That's true." Lily said as she looked thoughtful.

"Shall I go inform daddy?" The nine year old asked.

"Yes."

"Okay." He turned to leave.

"Wait."

"Yes mummy?"

"After you tell James go retrieve the bottomless, weightless bag."

"Yes mummy."

"Don't call me mummy any more. Address me as ma'am or madam."

Harry's eyes dulled at the order. "Yes ma'am."

"Go."

"Yes ma'am." He left to go to his dad's study.

"I just can't believe I gave birth to...to...that!" She said in disgust.

Harry had been outside the door when she said it so he heard exactly what she had said. He forced himself not to cry. He knew that crying wouldn't change things and his father hated when he cried. Once he was sure his eyes were dry he knocked on the study door.

"Enter."

Harry entered the room. "Daddy-"

"You are no longer allowed to call me daddy or dad anymore. Instead address me as sir."

"Yes sir." He ignored the stinging in his eyes.

"What do you want?"

"Madam and Rose are going shopping."

"Why?"

"Rose wore all of her dresses and wanted new ones for the upcoming parties." Harry explained.

"I see. Is that all?"

"Yes sir."

"Leave then."

"Yes sir." Harry had left the room and was just closing the door when he heard his dad's comment.

"Useless freak."

His heart felt like it had been stabbed once more. He ignored it like he usually did as he went to the hall closet. He grabbed the bag and went to the front door. He gave Lily the bag.

"Go clean Rose's room." She ordered.

"Yes ma'am."

His sister leaned in close when her mum's back was turned. "I'm sorry."

"I know."

Soon the two left to go shopping. Harry went upstairs to Rose's room. Their dad had it done in a princess theme. Rose hated it but didn't say anything in fear that he would blame Harry. Rose hated pink. She liked purple and loved potions. She kept that hidden since she knew how her father felt about that. Harry pretended to clean. His sister was a neat freak so there wasn't anything for him to do.

Rose was the only one that cared about him. Sirius only cared about James, Lily, and Rose. He was her godfather. What hurt Harry was the fact his own godfather, Remus, didn't care about him. He always said that Rose was his goddaughter too. Ever since Dumbledore declared his sister as the girl-who-lived he was pushed aside and as time went by they hated him. He wasn't allowed to go with them when they left the house so he had no friends. Since the house elves were ordered to stay away from the house they were occupying he was mostly by himself unless Rose managed to sneak away.

'If only I had somewhere else to go. Then I would leave this place in a heartbeat.'

"Boy!"

Harry jumped to see his angry father standing in the doorway. "Yes sir?"

"What are you doing in here?!"

Harry put down the cloth he was pretending to use to dust with. "Madam told me to clean Rose's room before I left. Did I do okay?"

"Looks fine to me." The man calmed down.

"Do you require anything else sir?" He had already cleaned the house and did his chores so he had hoped not.

"No. Go to your room."

"Yes sir."

Harry quickly left and went to his room. Calling it a room was being generous. It was actually the shed. On one side was all the gardening tools while the otherwise was where he stayed. It had a run down mattress at one corner. The mattress had one flat pillow and a ratty blue blanket. At the bottom of the mattress was a broken dresser that had only two drawers. It held his clothes. Harry was thankful for it since he knew that his situation could be worse. He at least had a place to sleep after all.

"I wish I was in a place where I was wanted." He laid down on the mattress. "Too bad that will never happen." He sighed.

Don't be to sure of that young one. A voice said.

Harry sat up and turned around. "W-what? Who's there?"

I'm talking to you in your head. Do you truly wish to leave this place?

"Yes. Dear Merlin I'm talking to a voice in my head. I've finally went crazy."

He heard the voice laugh. You're not crazy Harry. I am the goddess of courage, Farore. I want to help you.

"Really?"

Yes. I'm sending you to another world. You will be wanted and loved there.

Soon Harry's vision turned black as darkness claimed him. His body glowed a soft green before he disappeared.