(fanfic)
During the dark times Harry was always lost in his own world.
Harry didn’t know why bad things always happened to him and why everyone were hurting him all the time. Harry thought that was the norm. Because unfortunately, Harry had never known what is norm.
Harry kept reliving the good memories in his head all the time and would laugh to himself. Harry kept humming his favorite songs, it’s like he had this music in his mind saying it’s gonna be alright.
In his world everything was okay, but around him there was just chaos and heavy rainfall. Voldemort walked the face of the earth during those times. Harry had no choice but to be strong and hold on. Being strong was the only choice he had because everyday was a battle.
Harry had learnt the Patronus charm very young. His patronus, the unicorn was a shield and always protected him. Lucky for him that he was lost in his world and had happy memories that kept him alive, when the dementors kept sucking his soul.
He came up from the deep ocean a few months ago. When he didn’t have to fight anymore and Voldemort was long gone. He had the battle scars inked on him.
Unfortunately though, he still doesn’t know what a life that is norm is.
rachana rajan <3 