Harry Potter – Teenager Part 1
Disclaimer: this work does not represent the views, opinions, or attitudes of the characters in the Harry Potter Universe, nor those of anything or anyone else to do with it. It does not have any affiliation with the author. I am not making any money from this story. Harry Potter lay on a makeshift camp bed, listening to his best friend Ron’s soft breathing. Darkness lay on the room like a soft blanket, slivers of moonlight cast a gentle blue glow, and the Boy Who Lived could not sleep. It had been nearly three months since the death of Sirius, but it was in these nocturnal hours that the death hung on Harry the heaviest. Something about the stillness and the peace reminded Harry that somewhere there was a bed, a chair, a kitchen counter …