Harry had settled into school well.
Yes, there were a few hiccups, like getting too engrossed in something, so he didn't get to the toilet in time. Or not liking the fish fingers at lunchtime. But...he had made a few friends and liked his teachers a lot.
His friendship with Mabel had grown too. They still sat together and played all the time.
"Harry! Harry! Look at this!" Mabel yelled across the playground. It was morning break and as it was a nice day, the kids from their class were in their own little section of playground.
"What Mabel?!" Harry yelled back as he ran, a bit clumsily, across to where she was kneeling.
"Look Harry! Is a buttyfly! Isn't it pretty?"
Harry knelt beside her and looked.
"Ooh. Hello buttyfly. Be our friend?" He asked the beauty. "I love em. I want one for a pet."
"Silly Harry! Buttyflies aren't pets." Mabel giggled, as Harry grabbed a hold of the creature.
"Be careful Harry. Don't squish her!"
Harry stood up with it in his hands and ran over to Mr Capaldi. "Mr Carbaldy look. I got me a pet." Harry yelled, but he tripped over his own feet, falling flat on his face on the concrete.
He screamed in pain as Mr Capaldi and Mabel ran to him.
"Oh no Harry. Oh dear." The teacher said, taking in the state Harry was in. Knees and chin bleeding, the palms of his hands cut open and a squashed butterfly in one hand.
Mr Capaldi picked Harry up gently, while he screamed, tears flowing. Mabel followed them to the medical room.
Harry laid on the bed as the nurse tended to his injuries. He screamed and cried non stop.
"Shh. It's ok Harry. Mr Capaldi has gone to call your Daddy. You need to go home." The nurse said as she placed plasters on his knees.
"B...Butty-f-fly!" He cried, looking at his hand.
He cried so much, he exhausted himself and fell asleep before Louis got there.
He entered the room and his heart broke.
"He fell pretty hard, Louis. Thought it was best if he went home, he got quite upset. He was holding a butterfly when he fell." Mr Capaldi explained.
"Oh. He loves those. Poor love. Thanks for calling me." Louis replied as he carefully picked Harry up.
*****
They had been home for an hour, it was now lunchtime. Harry hadn't woken up yet.
"Harry love...you want some lunch?" Louis gently shook Harry's arm.
Harry's eyes opened slowly. It took him a minute to realise what happened and that he wasn't at school now.
"Daddy." He whispered. "Hurts."
"I expect it does, baby. You're in a bit of a mess. How about we have some lunch and take some Calpol?" Harry nodded.
"Buttyfly gone?" He sniffed as a tear fell.
"Yes she's gone. She flew away when you fell. She's with her family now." He lied.
Harry smiled. "Family."
"Yes love. I'll get you a sandwich. You stay there ok?"
Harry laid back on the sofa and watched paw patrol while his Daddy made him a delicious cheese sandwich.
*****
Three o'clock came around quickly, Louis was waiting outside the school with Harry in his arms, waiting for Niall to come out.
The end of the day bell rang and soon enough, the blonde boy appeared, running over to them.
"Hi! Harry! What happened to your knees? Oh and your chin looks sore" Niall asked.
Harry shoved his face in Louis' neck to hide himself, as they turned to get in the car.
"He had an accident this morning. Fell over pretty hard. He's ok though."
Niall frowned. "I'm sorry I wasn't there to catch you Harry." He said sadly as he got in the backseat next to his brother.
Harry looked at him and smiled. "It's ok Ni Ni."
*****
That evening, they'd filled their tummies with Louis' homemade lasagne.
Before the film, Louis had changed Harry's plasters, Harry didn't like that and cried non stop for half an hour.
"It's ok Harry. It needs changing or the cuts won't get better." Gemma said as she held his hand.
Harry ended up cuddled up next to her on the sofa as they sat and watched toy story.
"You're very brave Harry." Gemma said as she hugged her brother.
Harry looked up at her, a confused look on his face.
"You're brave cos you fell over to save the butterfly."
"I...I did?"
"Yes. The butterfly was trapped in the playground and you set it free. I bet it's playing happily with its brothers and sisters now. That's all thanks to you!"
Harry smiled. "Brave."
"Yes love...very brave." Louis added.
Aww poor Harry.
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FanfictionWhy isn't he crying? He's not dead! Please don't say he's dead! Harry's birth was traumatic. Nobody thought he would live. Thankfully he did. But his life would be full of health problems and difficulties.