Life was different now. Things had changed. The war was over. Things should have gotten better. But they didn't. Harry lay awake on his bed finding it hard to sleep. This was how most nights went. Father was gone. Mother was stuck. And I was forced to return to the last place I wanted to go. But there was no backing out now, I was already waiting outside the Scarlet train and I couldn't turn back. Trigger Warning (eating disorder; depression) Eighth year - Drarry- Mature Language