Hello everyone! This is The Un-wanted Angel with another one-shot. But this time my one-shot is Harry Potter virsion. I haven't written a one-shot HP story in a long time, so I figured I'd do somthing about it.

Title: Childhood fears

Summary: No child should have to fear being alone. But that's what Harry was scared of, all of his childhood. JamesxHarry-fluff and tragedy.

Rating: T

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.

Harry opened his eyes. He felt a tad bit dizzy. When he realized he wasn't in his small bed under the staircase, and in a starry scene he was a bit frightened. He froze when he saw man walking to him. He walked and clouds gave him a path, keeping him from falling.

The older man smiled. Picking up Harry, one hand supporting his back and the other pressing him against his chest, squeezing him into the older's large hug.

"Who are you?" Harry asked. He was confused, where was he, and who was this man? Not that he didn't like the hug. The older man looked up and smiled.

"Who am I? Who knows..." Harry studied the older man. He guessed they looked the same, they both had black hair, glasses, and he liked Harry (or atleast Harry hoped the man liked him). Harry sighed. They stood in silence for a few seconds, the taller man once in a while would stroke Harry's hair or hold him tight.

"Where am I?" Harry asked.

The older raven sighed. He couldn't tell his son where he was, he couldn't decided if it were Heaven, or an imaginary hell. Heaven is was like, for he would see his son just once more. Hell it too was like, for he only had a limited amount of time. James smiled.

"Where do you think we're at?" He smiled.

Harry frowned, thinking really hard. "A dream?"

James smiled and nodded. A dream, that was a good way to put it.

"Will I wake up?" Harry asked.

James frowned. "I wish you never had to. Being here forever, just the two of us wouldn't be that bad." James ended that sentance with a smile. Harry leaned in closer to the hug, trying his best not to close his eyes. James rocked the todler in a small motion.

"Harry...It's time for me to go." He sadly said.

"No!" The todler screamed. James was a bit taken back, but could understand his reaction.

"I...I don't want to leave." Harry sobbed. "Or you to leave either." He didn't want to leave, It was so...He didn't want to leave a place where he knew he was loved. He wasn't loved back "home". James held tighter on to the small child. A few tears escaped his eyes and he smiled.

"We'll see each other...I promise."

Setting the sobbing child down, he started to float into the stars, his robes flowing gently and he smiled.

"I love you, Harry...Daddy loves you."

Harry opened his eyes, someone was ponding on the door to the cubard door.

"Wake up! Now!" His aunt's sharp voice screamed.

He sighed. Remembering the dream, and smiled.

"I love you too, Daddy." He whispered.

"We'll see each other...I promise"

Thank you for reading! Just a one-shot.

Review please! And don't worry, My other Harry Potter story will be up-dated!

-The Unwanted Angel.