Harry Potter; Save me please (Mooney, padfoot and prongslet)

Harry's 'dream'

Hey guys so I've had a few messages off people asking how old Harry is in this book, just to clarify he is three, almost four. Enjoy this chapter my lovely people x ps: just pre warning you that this is gonna be a longgg chapter. You'll see why😏

I was having the most beautiful dream.
I didn't know how I got here but I was floating, drifting down this beautiful peaceful river, beautiful twinkling fish of all different colours swam beneath me, their skin glowed under the shimmer of the light blue water. They carried me with them as they swam. I was laying on my back, gazing at the sky, it confused me a little, down where I was it was as light as day but looking at the sky it was a beautiful shade of deep purple, stars shined and twinkled everywhere I looked. There was shooting stars too, some falling into the river beside me. The moon was the biggest, brightest light up there. It was full and shining and I never wanted to leave. I wanted to stay floating down this beautiful river looking at the beautiful sky with the beautiful fish swimming under me. However strong arms grabbed at mine just as that thought entered my head and lifted me out of the water. Although I didn't know who was pulling me out of the river I wasn't in the least bit scared. I was barely placed on the soft green grass next to the river before a flash of red met my vision and I was swept back up into the air again. An anguished moan escaped the red haired persons lips as they held me tightly. I was limp, I didn't know what to do. Something formed in my chest and I didn't know what it was.
Was.. Was I.. Being held? Warmth swept through my entire body, I wanted to hold the person back with every fibre of my body but I didn't move a muscle incase the person got angry, and so I stayed limp in the persons arms but welcomed the beautiful warmth that my heart was spreading through my body. Another pair of arms wrapped around me and I couldn't help it, I tensed for a moment. I didn't know why I felt scared. They must have felt me tense as a small hand found its way into my hair and played with it as if to soothe me, and surprisingly it worked. I gingerly let myself sink into the person who hadn't loosened their grip on me, it was nice being held. Why was I never held before... Before when? I couldn't remember anything before I got here. Or was I always here? I could feel my brain struggling to connect the memories, I, I was here but before that I was.... My heart dropped so fast that I felt dizzy. No no no no no how could I have forgotten?! The bath. The unrelenting hands. The water. The unbearable heat. Uncle Vernon. My body rose into action as I struggled to untangle myself from the persons arms. "NO!! NO NO NO NO NO PLEASE" I could feel my throat beginning to clam up, however the they didn't let me go. I pushed and fought and screamed but if anything the grip got tighter. I could feel the tears run down my chin. I could feel the redness of my face and the veins straining. I had to get down, I had to run. I had to escape before the punishment came. "Harry.. Baby shh, it's okay, you're okay" a soothing yet panicked sounding voice murmured into my ear. It was a woman. She began rocking me lightly in her arms, "shhh baby it's okay, you're safe I promise" she sounded as though she was crying. "Please miss I'm sorry i didn't mean to move please just.. Can you.." The rest of the words wouldn't come out due to the sobs. I didn't know what I was apologising for but then again I rarely knew what I apologised for. Uncle Vernon would hurt me even when I was being a good boy. "Oh Harry.." A different voice from the woman's whispered. I forgot there was two of them. How was I going to escape from two? This voice was deeper, more husky but just as soothing as the woman's. It was a man. I was still trying to escape, still struggling through the tears, still clenching my eyes closed. The woman's chest was moving weirdly, as though she was sobbing although no noise came out of her. The deep voice was speaking again and I strained to hear it through my heavy breathing. "Harry how's this, we'll put you down but don't run okay, we won't hurt you I promise.. We love you do you understand? We would never hurt you" The man spoke softly. I nodded after I'd pondered what he'd said. They love me? Me? Harry? Did they mistake me for someone else? But no, he said my name. He sounded nice, they both did, but sometimes uncle Vernon sounded nice and then he'd trick me and would wait for me to relax before he'd surprise me with a hit of some kind. I realised I'd been quiet and still for a while and so I nodded my head and said " I promise I won't run sir." I felt the arms unwillingly put me down on the grass, although they still hovered over me as if I'd escape any second. I guess I could try but I always got caught and I always got a worse beating than I usually did. And so I stayed right where she'd put me down, i stared at the grass near my feet, not daring to make eye contact. I still didn't know what they looked like but I didn't dare looking up. I felt them both kneel before me and I flinched and cringed back, expecting the pain for being so naughty when the woman was holding me. The words rushed out of me before I could stop them "I'm.. Im sorry for being so naughty miss, I.. I just got a little scared, I'm sorry." I whispered, still not looking up. There was silence for a moment before the soft voice broke it, "it's okay Harry it was my fault, I'm just so happy to see you again.." Her sentence broke off as a sob came from her. I felt so guilty. She sounded so unhappy and that was my fault. I slowly let my eyes raise up and focus on the two people kneeling in front of me. The man had dark, messy hair that spiked up a little at the back, just like mine. He had a strong jaw line and soft brown eyes that looked very sad. His nose was straight and his skin lightly tanned. He had glasses on, the same shape as mine. I could tell he was very tall too, he was kneeling down yet still towering above me. He was holding the woman's hand tightly, rubbing soothing circles on it. My eyes traveled up to meet the woman. She was very pretty. She had long red hair, pale, flawless skin and bright green eyes that were brighter than bright, although slightly red from crying. I couldn't help staring into her eyes, they were just like mine. The exact same shape and colour. But that wasn't all, she had so many emotions that you could see so clearly swirling around in her eyes. Her arms arched very slightly by her sides as though she wanted to reach out to me again but was stopping herself. She was staring at me as though taking in every single detail of me.
We were all silent for what seemed like a long time, just taking each other in. I wasn't scared any more, not even a little. I inched slightly closer, wanting to ask but a little scared to incase I didn't get the answer I wanted. "A-are.. You.. my mummy and daddy?" I asked so quietly it was almost a whisper. The woman looked like she was about to cry again but in a happy way. The man had a beaming smile on his face. The woman choked out a strange sounding "Yes Harry, we're your mummy and daddy." I looked at them intently for a moment before throwing myself back into their arms so hard I must of knocked the wind out of them. We all ended up on the soft floor in a mangled, crying, happy heap. I squeezed myself against my mummy, with daddy's arms around us both. I shut my eyes and inhaled their scents, mummy smelt like flowers in the summer, and daddy smelt like... Wood? And some kind of polish? I internally shrugged, he smelt very nice all the same. We all stayed like that for what felt like a very long time, the only movement was me, cuddling into each of them again and again. I'd never been so happy before in my whole life. They really loved me. We talked and I told them about all of my favourite things, like my blankie that I had had for as long as I could remember, and the teddy that aunt patunia once gave me after a very bad beating off uncle Vernon (though I didn't tell them that) and the drawing I made of them on the wall in my cupboard. They looked angry at this as they shared a look, they looked like they wanted to say something but held back on it. I didn't know why but it didn't scare me, they didn't scare me. Like Dudley wasn't scared of aunt patunia and uncle Vernon. They were my mummy and daddy. They listened to me intently as I spluttered and stuttered my way through my speech of the things I loved. It was as though they couldn't get enough of me. It felt so.. Right. Just being there with my parents, cuddling as we talked about our lives. After a while I spoke up something I'd been wondering for a while. "Mummy, daddy? Aunt patunia told me that.. That you both died and that's why you left me" I said with a clench forming in my chest, "but your right here with me, so you're not dead.. So why did you leave me? Was it because I'm a naughty boy and a freak?" I asked softly. Mummy pulled away from me faster than I could blink, she tugged my chin up so I would look at her in they eyes. They were fierce and..sad. "Harry James potter. You are most certainly NOT a freak, nor are you a naughty boy. You are the best little boy in the whole world." She muttered as she stroked my face, but I was sad to see the tears come back into her eyes. My daddy looked sad and I turned to him "I'm sorry daddy, I'm sorry mummy I didn't mean to make you sad." I whispered as I looked into both their eyes. They looked at eachother for a moment and then back at me with small, love filled smiles on their faces. Daddy cleared his throat and looked at me. "It's not you Harry, you make us so proud and so happy every single day, you truly are the best little boy in the whole world!" He smiled at me, and I giggled shyly at the compliment. "And mummy's right, you are most certainly not a freak or a naughty boy, your aunt and uncle are the naughty people baby," he said as he sighed deeply and clenched his jaw. "We.. We didn't leave you because we wanted to Harry, we love you so so much and we.. we just didn't have a choice. We had to go, but have always been watching over you." He choked at the last part and tears filled his eyes as he looked at mummy. She gave him a small smile and took his hand in hers, before taking a deep breath and looking back at me. "You see baby, me and daddy, we.. We are.." She struggled to get the words out, struggled to find a way to put it to a very smart three year old. And so she looked around her, at her baby's type of heaven, and looked back at him. "Do you know where you are right now baby?" She whispered and watched him as he looked around confused for a moment before looking back at her and shaking his little head, a interested look in his wide emerald eyes. "This place, well, it's your heaven sweetheart." She said as she held her sons hand soothingly, waiting for him to catch on. He didn't. "My heaven?" He asked, confused.
"You see baby, everyone has their own kind of heaven, their own kind of magical space when they.. When they die." She forced the last part out. "But we can choose where to go, it doesn't always have to be this" she gestured around the forest. She couldn't say anymore, she couldn't explain it to him, she didn't want to have to explain in to her three year old. "I'm.. Dead?" Harry whispered, looking terrified. "No baby, you're not dead," His daddy said looking at him warmly. "Do you see that riiiight there?" He asked pointing up at the moon. Harry looked up and blinked. He hadn't noticed the staircase leading up to the moon, could moons even have staircases? "That Harry, is where you have to go now, time.." He choked as tears ran down his face, "Time is up now baby, you can't stay any longer, you see, that staircase right there will take you back, you don't have a choice sweetheart" he said quickly as he seen Harry open his mouth as if to argue. "Then-then you can come back with me can't you? We just have to walk up those stairs, that's what you said isn't it daddy?" Harry said desperately, with tears quickly filling up his eyes. "We can all go up the stairs and we can go back to the world and we can all live together in a very nice house and we'll be together again" Harry said in a determined voice as he stood up and dusted his pants off, forcing himself to smile and not look at his parents in the eyes. "Well come on then!" Harry took a few steps towards the stairs and stopped. He could feel the tears begin to roll as he said "and I will be a good boy allll the time and we will do fun stuff like go the park and-and" he tried to think of things desperately that would make his parents want to leave such a wonderful place. He could feel the desperation tighten his chest painfully.

His parents stood and walked over to Harry slowly. "Oh baby, we would give ANYTHING to come back with you.." His mother whispered as she knelt by him again, "Then come!!" Harry said gesturing to the stairs desperately. "We can't sweetheart, your not dead yet which is why you have to go back but-but we are" he gestured to himself and mommy, who was looking at Harry sadly, with tears glinting in her eyes.
Harry looked at him. A sob escaped him as he looked at his parents. "I-i don't want to go" he choked out desperately. "I know Harry, but you have to.." His mother soothed, stroking away his tears. "But listen to me baby, me and daddy will always be right here with you." She pointed to his heart. "I need you to go up those stairs baby, please, I know it's hard I really do, and I know you have to go through a lot with the dursleys but I need my baby alive." She whispered desperately. "And I know that things are about to change for you Harry.." His father smiled down at him as he said it with a glint in his eye. "The big man told me so.." He whispered as if revealing a enormous secret and pointing upwards.

"But I want to stay with you" he cried as the staircase made its way towards him.
"We're running out of time baby, now listen to me okay" his mummy whispered as she pulled him to a tight embrace, "Be strong Harry.. My beautiful baby," she was planting soft kisses on his head, his cheeks, her tears dropped into his face, mixing with his own. "I love you, more than my own life. Always remember that Harry, always remember that you are loved, so very deeply." She cried desperately, as though trying to convince him this was the most important thing in the world. She drew back and looked at him, her baby. And she smiled. She stepped back and allowed James to say goodbye.

He knelt beside his sobbing son, his beautiful baby boy. So broken. So so sad. "Harry, I am so proud of you son, I'm so very proud, every single day. You are the strongest little person I've ever known...you've had to be... Be strong Harry.. Be safe.. Mummy loves you.." He whispered as he wrapped his arms around his little boy, "..daddy loves you.." He felt his baby shaking with sobs, he closed his eyes tight to stop his own tears from falling. He had to be strong for him. "You're going to grow into such a amazing man Harry, I don't have to be there to see it.. I love you sweet boy, more than the world itself." He rested his lips on the top of his sons head and stayed like that for a minute, the tears finally escaped his eyes and rolled down his cheeks. Lily came upto them then, and hugged Harry and James hard. "You can do this Harry.." She whispered as the staircase reached their feet. "It's time baby.." James whispered and squeezed his son tightly before letting go. Lily kissed Harry one more time and then they both took one step back, leaving their son a shaking, crying mess at the staircase.
"I love you mummy, every night I look at the picture on my wall and wish that you could just step out of it and give me a hug and tell me that you love me.. But you've said it so many times to me today that I think i will be able to hear it with your voice and all, every single night, I'll never go to sleep without hearing it." Harry whispered with a teary smile on his face, "I love you daddy. I wish you could be there with me, so that you could hit anyone who hits me, but it's okay.. Because I know that no matter where you are, you will always be on my side." He smiled even wider now and walked towards the stairs, standing on the first step. He turned around as he heard noises coming from the moon, "come on Harry!!" The voice sounded desperate. "You're-youre okay, I'm going to make you better" He turned back towards his mummy and daddy, they we smiling, holding eachother. They both mouthed "I love you" before everything went dark again..

Wow!!! Over 3000 words man, I got so into that chapter. Let me know what you guys think please I would proof read it but.. I need a drink and maybe a sleep after that 😂 so please forgive the mistakes if there's any and I shall correct them tomorrow, as always, I love you all xxxxxx