I Wish...

When Harry’s eyes opened once more he discovered that most of the bleeding had stopped. He felt a little more strength in him coming from who knows where. It was a slow process to travel the distance needed so he could Apparate back to Grimmauld place. But luckily he had found a stick strong enough to use so that he could limp away.

Once inside the old headquarters Harry notice that like everything else since his off handed wish there were many things that were different. He dragged himself up the stairs and into the bathroom that had always held the first aid equipment. Potter was happy to note that there seamed to be even more then he remembered keeping in the cabinet. Harry being used to living on his own had sat there staring at himself in the mirror treating the injuries and slowly started singing. He sang as a way of distracting himself and releasing the pent up emotion and frustraition that he felt.

Tell me how you've never felt
Delicate or innocent
Do you still have doubts that
Us having faith makes any sense

Once the wounds he could get to were treated as fairly as was manageable he limped from the room and down the hall. As he passed his godfather Sirius room he paused and then hesitantly entered.

Tell me nothing ever counts
Lashing out or breaking down
Still somebody loses 'cause
There's no way to turn around

Harry heard an odd noise come from behind him some ways but when he turned and looked there was nothing their. He continued in and saw that the room indeed looked to be lived in and the picture of the order was framed and placed on the bedside table. He couldn’t help but take it out of the room with him staring at it all the while. Nothing was registering to him any more no pain no noises nothing just the picture of those he loved held gently in his hands. Life was now very surreal and Harry couldn’t seem to get over it.

Staring at your photograph
Everything now in the past
Never felt so lonely I
Wish that you could show me love

On autopilot the boy entered the other room that was only a little ways down. He hadn’t even had to whisper an unlocking spell that would have interrupted his singing but just waved his had over the knob before grasping it. The room was cold and he quickly dressed in one of the abandoned robes that hang in the closet before lying on his side in the neatly made bed. He faced the door since that was where the light source was coming from and continued to stair and sing.

Potter had a faint realization that he would just have to take this life as it was going to come at him. Harry was ready for anything.

Show me love, show me love, show me love,
Show me love, show me love
'Til you open the door

Show me love, show me love, show me
love,
Show me love, show me love,
'Til I'm up off the floor

Show me love, show me love show me love,
Show me love, show me love,
'Til it's inside my pores

Show me love, show me love, show me love,
Show me love, show me love,
'Til I'm screaming for more

Random acts of mindlessness
Commonplace occurrences
Chances and surprises
Another state of consciousness

Tell me nothing ever counts
Lashing out or breaking down
Still somebody loses 'cause
There's no way to turn around

Tell me how you've never felt
Delicate or innocent
Do you still have doubts that
Us having faith makes any sense

You play games, I play tricks
Girls and girls, but you're the one
Like a game of pick-up sticks
Played by fucking lunatics

Show me love, show me love
Give me all that I want
Show me love, Show me love
'Til I'm screaming for more


(the song is by t.A.T.u. and the LYRICS are "Show Me love")