Harry Potter - The awakening.

Moving out of one home and into another.

Two weeks later and Harry was finally moving in with his parents. It had taken Harry a while to adjust to having parents, and knowing that they would always love him, something which Harry still occasionally doubted.

"I'm going to miss you!" Ginny cried, flinging her arms around him.

"Gin, I'm coming round for dinner tomorrow." Harry laughed, hugging her back.

Truthfully, Harry was going to miss her too. He was going to miss all the Weasleys, especially Ron, Hermione and Ginny, as he had spent the most time with them.

"See ya' t'morrow mate." Ron said, giving Harry a manly hug.

"Yeah see ya'." Harry replied, knowing his voice was shaking slightly.

"Bye Harry!" Hermione cried, flinging herself into Harry's arms while she sobbed.

"'Mione, I'll be fine." Harry laughed, hugging Hermione back.

"You better be!" Hermione said sharply, drawing out of their embrace. "If I hear that you have done anything stupid or reckless..."

"I wont, I'll be good." Harry replied, holding his hands up in mock surrender. "It's not like I try to get into to trouble... trouble finds me."

Mrs Weasley made a sound that sound like half a snort and half a sob before she launched herself at Harry. She squeezed him tightly, giving him one of her Mrs Weasley hugs. Harry hugged back, but not with as much force as Mrs Weasley used, I mean really, is that possible?

"Now Harry, you be good. Don't get yourself into too much trouble. If you need anything we are just a floo call away. Be careful and most of all; be a boy." Mrs Weasley whispered to him, tears pooling in her eyes as she looked at him. "I am so happy for you. Go live your dream, Harry."

Now it was Harry's turn to start crying. It started as just a few tears but progressed into heart-wrenching sobs. Mrs Weasley held Harry as he sobbed onto her shoulder, pouring out a lifetimes worth of tears.

"Thank you." Harry choked out. "Thank you for always being here."

"There's nothing to thank me for. It's what family is for."

This, however, did not calm Harry down one bit, if anything he became more hysterical. Soon Harry's legs were starting to give way and Mrs Weasley had to guide them both to a seat. Mrs Weasley sat Harry on her knee and let him cry his heart out. She noticed how the rest of them had slipped out of the room to give the two some space, apart from Mr Weasley who was stood just inside the room, looking at the pair tearfully. Five minutes later and Harry's heart wrenching sobs turned into slow, steady breathing. Harry had fallen asleep with his head on Mrs Weasley's shoulder. Mr Weasley walked into the room, grabbed a chair and sat next to Mrs Weasley.

"That was a lot of tears for Harry." He remarked sadly. "He's been bottling his emotions up his whole life. I think it was the Dursleys. They taught him to hide your emotions at all costs. I don't think they just locked him in a cupboard. I think they beat him."

"I do too." Mrs Weasley agreed, looking at the sleeping teen. "I'll never forget when he first came here and we told him to help himself to the food. He looked like Christmas had come early."

Mr Weasley nodded in agreement. "We should contact Lily and James, tell them what has happened and ask whether they want us to wake him up."

Once a patronus was sent to the Potters telling them what had happened Mr Weasley made tea for two. They chatted about Harry for half an hour before the Potters came.

"What happened?" Lily asked, looking at the sleeping Harry with worry.

"He had a bit of a breakdown." Mrs Weasley answered. "He started crying. I think he's a bit overwhelmed to have parents. I don't think he had ever had chance to mourn you and everyone he had lost. Now that he has you all back he finds it overwhelming."