☠FreakShow☠ |L.S. AU| (Editing)

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Harry's P.O.V (Will be unless I say different.)

August 29, 2000

"Harry, darling please put on a jacket. It's going to be cold at the carnival. We don't want you to catch a cold, now do we?" My mother asked as she handed my older sister Gemma her jacket. I look up at her, shake my head as she brought her face to level with mine. She grabbed my face with her pretty nails that she tells me she gets pixies to do for her. "Alright then, run upstairs and grab your jacket okay?" I nod my head at her pretty face. I run up the stairs and open the door to my room, that is decorated with Toy Story drawings. Quickly, I open my closet and grab my tiny jacket and run back down stairs.

"Can you help, Gemma? Pwease, I'm not good with the zippy thingy." I say and she smiles as she helps me slip on the jacket and zips it up. "Thank you sissy." I say and lightly pat her face, she giggles and runs back to our mum standing by the door.

"Alright, let's get going! Come on loves." My mum says with her hand out for me to hold it, I happily grab it as she walks us down the stony walk way to our big car. I climb in the car and into my safety seat and let her buckle me cause I don't know how. I watch as Gemma quickly buckles herself in along with my mom. "Buckled up?"

"Yeah, I'm buckled up and you already buckled up Harry so duh." I hear Gemma say to which I find to be mean.

"Gemmy, don't be mean to mummy." I say looking at Gemma and rolls her eyes at me.

"Shut up Harry no one likes you." I hear my sister say and it makes me feel bad. I start crying at what my sister said.

"Gemma be nice to your brother! You know how he is, he's sensitive." I hear my mum say. "Harry it's okay baby, Gemma didn't mean it. I love you." I hear her soft voice and instantly feel better.

"I wuv you too. Gemma hurt my feelings." I sniffle as I try to stop crying, I finally do when she makes Gemma say she is sorry. I don't like it when Gemma is mean to me. I don't like when anyone is mean to me and starts making fun of me for crying when they hurt my feelings. People shouldn't be mean. People just don't understand me, that's what my mummy says anyway.

"Psst Harry." I hear Gemma, I look over at her as she is looking at mummy and looking back at me. Like she was gonna get in trouble for doing something. "Did you know you have holes in your face?" My eyes got big and frightened at what she said.

"NO!" I said and started crying and feeling my face for the holes in it.

"Shh Harry, no no, it was a joke. Shhh I'm gonna get in trouble." Gemma says, but I just start crying harder and I heard my mom yell and it made me cry even more.

"Gemma, what did you do to Harry?" She asked.

"It's not my fault he's a big cry baby! He's six year old, he needs to stop crying over stupid stuff." Gemma says, It was true I was a cry baby.

"Your brother is not a cry baby, it's good to cry. Harry darling, it's okay to cry, don't feel bad. Also you don't have hole in your face, they are dimples and when you get older you will make all the girls swoon." I looked at my mom as she smiled in the mirror. I chuckled.

"Mummy, I don't like girls. They all have cooties and are mean. I like boys, they are nice." I said and wiped my face with my sleeve. I did like boys better, they were nice and cute. Girls were always so mean to me and I didn't like it.

"That's okay, just keep your options open okay" My mom said, I nodded even though I don't if she could see me. I liked my mummy, she was always nice to me and she is the prettiest person I know. "Alright kiddos we are almost there, what rides do you wanna go on?"