Psycho. || h.s.

0.1.

It was a nice morning, the sun was shining, birds were chirping, kids were running in parks, people were walking their dogs. And Harry was walking towards the park close to his house, his camera in its bag, hung over his shoulder. He was observing everything, just like he always does when he walks the way to the park.

As he walked through the small gate, he bumped into a little girl, who fell on the grass in the process of hitting his big body.

He leant down and picked her up, standing her back up on her feet as she stared at him with wide eyes.

"Are you a giant?" She asked with a small tilt of her head.

He chuckled, and answered, "no, love, I'm just very tall. Are you okay? I'm sorry for bumping into you. "

She smiled, "it's alright, can you see the entire world from up there?" She giggled, still staring at his tall figure.

He laughed again, "no, sweetheart, I can't see the world. Do you want to see what I see?" He bent down.

She furrowed her eyebrows and asked, "how?"

Then he picked her up, he sat her on his shoulders, holding her thighs and securing her tightly so she doesn't fall, then stood up. He heard her gasp and giggle, then yell a big wow and clap her hands.

What an adorable little child. He thought.

Her parents came over a while later, and found her playing the frog and the princess with a stranger. They thanked him for taking care of her, for they had thought she'd been kidnapped or had ran away. And after many protests and cries, they took her back home, thanking Harry again.

He waved at her as she left, a huge grin plastered on his face.

He then went to the tree he always sat at. He liked to call it his home. It was the only place where he felt safe, even his own house didn't feel this way. As a little boy, he used to come and talk to the tree, since all the kids at school thought he was weird and different. He even named the tree, he named it Leafy. The kids thought he was even more of a weirdo and mocked and bullied him.

He took his camera out and looked around the park; he often liked to capture beautiful moments, beautiful people, beautiful things. He first took a picture of a little boy with big glasses, studying a ladybug on a leaf. He thought it was adorable. He then spotted a man eating his lunch, and zoomed on his mouth, chuckling to himself at the view. But as he moved the camera beside him, he spotted a girl. More like a woman. She looked around twenty, or so. She had gorgeous blonde hair cascading down her back, like beach waves, he thought. Her blue eyes seemed to have the entire sky captured in them. She was painting, staring at something behind the tree where Harry sat.

She's absolutely breathtaking, he thought.

He took three pictures.

I can't wait to slowly peel off her skin, he smirked at that thought.

A/N: I mean, he is crazy haha
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