I will always be here
Molly Weasley was staring at the ceiling of the hotel room they were staying in in Romania. The plan was to take a trip with the whole family together, like in the old days. But for one reason or another, no one was able to free the first week of August, which was the week Arthur had planned the vacation.
Fred and George were in America opening their first branch, Bill and Fleur couldn't because little Victorie got Dragon Pox and the three of them were in quarantine, Percy had gotten a promotion and they wouldn't give him his vacation until he had a month in the position; Ron had been assigned to a mission by Minister Kinsgley and did not know how long it would take, Ginny was in an intensive training camp for the Holly Harpies and the reserve where Charlie works received Dragon Eggs that were being smuggled to Chile and were trying to get the nesting mothers they had in the reserve to try to accept the eggs as their own.
We had already agreed to cancel the vacation, until one day we were talking to Harry about the situation and he told us that if we wanted he could travel with us since he wasn't doing anything other than taking care of Teddy Lupin.
Which brings us to this moment, 3 days into the trip in Romania and something doesn't quite sit right with me.
Harry has been a great travel companion, always with some activity that he thinks Arthur and I will like, never letting us pay and always with a smile on his face.
But something is not right with Harry. Since the second war with Voldemort ended, Harry has had his ups and downs. The first year was the hardest, Ron and Hermione did not tell everything that happened, but they did enough to make us understand that Harry was depending too much on alcohol to be able to cope with all the losses he suffered, and to date the only remedy for Harry has been taking care of Teddy. Since Andromeda became to ill and could no longer take care of Teddy full time, Harry threw everything away for his godson. Harry says that Teddy is his Patronus because he keeps all the unhappiness and nightmares at bay.
That's why I feel that something is not right, Harry looks more haggard day after day, he looks paler and I have noticed that his hands are shaking.
-Arthur?-
-Yes, Molly?-
-I feel like something is not right with Harry-
Arthur took my hand to calm me down.
-I know, love, but he never says that he's not feeling well.-
-I'll go check on him, don't wait for me-
-Of course Molly-
I left the bedroom and walked towards the room where Harry was sleeping, I knocked on the door several times but he didn't respond so I opened the door and the first thing that assaulted me were the screams.
I approached him and shook him to see if he would wake up but he didn't respond, so I just held his hand and started to tell him that everything was that he was in Romania. I keep tellig him that everything was alright and that we were in Romania. My eyes filled with tears because I couldn't do anything else for Harry .
-Mrs. Weasley?-
I was so deep in thought that I didn't realize when Harry fully woke up.
-How do yo feel, my love?-
-Well, Mrs. Weasley, I apologize for waking you up. I thought I put the spells on so that the sounds wouldn't pass through.-
"Harry, that doesn't matter my love, are you sure you're okay? Do you want to talk?"
-No-
-Okay- Seeing how Harry looked so defeated in the face of the nightmare, I made a decision.
-Okay, move over -
Harry just stared at me without understanding.
-What?-
-Make some space for me to lie down, I'm going to stay with you until you go back to sleep and don't have nightmares again-
Harry had a mortified face when he understood what I was referring to.
-Mrs. Weasley, I'm no longer a child who needs to be cuddled.-
-One never stops needing his mother, much less after a nightmare, so make room for me-
Harry thought for a moment and moved to the side so I could lie down next to him. I could tell he didn't know what to do so I started caressing his hair and his cheek to calm him down.
A few minutes passed like that before Harry spoke again.
-I always imagined this is what my mother would do if she were still alive- his voice broke on the last word and he began to sob.
-Oh my love, come here- I raised my arm so that he could come closer to me and hug him.
-My love,- I kissed his forehead. -I know I can't replace Lily.- Hearing me speak, Harry buried his face further into my shoulder, trying to silence his sobs. -But you are my son, you have been since the day Ron and the twins brought you to my house-
Harry just sobs harder
-So it doesn't matter if you're twenty or forty, you can always count on me for whatever, okay?
I felt his head nod, minutes passed and I could tell that Harry was falling asleep.
-We have to sleep, Harry- I kept stroking his head.
-Of course mom- upon hearing what he said I felt my tears escape. I hugged him and gave him a kiss on his forehead.
-Rest my love, I will always be here-