Thoughts

(Harry's POV)

In everyone’s life there exists a person whose presence makes them smile a little more, whose absence makes them mad to the core. The person in my life was granny. From the day when I started to learn to walk to the day I became the support for her walk, she was with me, always. But she left me blasting a dynamite in my heart. Now I’ve no one to support me whatever wrong I do, none to hit me if I drink more, no one to pinch my ears while teasing. 

I was in the balcony looking at the view of the town still imagining my granny would walk to me with a cup of tea in her hands like she always does. But as I said, it was a imagination. Not the reality. 

“Harry!” My mom shouted walking towards me. I turned back crossing my arms leaning to the railing. 

She asked “Are you sure you want to come?” 

I nodded my head in positive. She touched my cheek and looked into my eyes