At the Burrow Molly welcomed me with a careworn face. Apparently, Sunrise had a scary tantrum today. She was crying, screaming and nothing seemed to pacify her. Molly and Arthur were very worried, and they were about to call for Ted when she suddenly quietened and went to sleep.
Exactly like his dad the poor thing. I go and look at her, it's unbelievable how alike Harry she is. Same wild hair, same mouth, same stunning green eyes.
Molly told me there have been up and down with her mood. Sometimes she is just fine playing and enjoying herself and out of nowhere she would start to sob without apparent reason. It happens randomly but mostly mornings and evenings. Unfortunately, it seems the sobbing greatly outrun the good moments lately and Molly and Arthur are growing quite concerned.
Well, she lost a mother anyway. I don't know how a child of barely three perceive it but surely the change has been great.
Apparently, it has been explained to her that mum won't be back, but nobody is sure how much she understood. She asks for her. Very often she asks for Harry.
I must convince Harry to visit her. This abandon is not right.
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About Harry
FanfictionDo we really want to believe that our dear Harry after: serious lack of love during infancy, death threats as if no tomorrow, traumatizing losses left right and center, can actually get a carefree and happy life?! PTSD just like rain if you ask me...
