Harry's POV
"Gods?! Are you for real?!" I asked my mother, "How is that possible?!"
"Well sweetheart, it's a very long story," my mother Anne began, gently placing herself on the couch beside me. her soft brown eyes dull and sad instead of the bright and happy that I was used yto.
"Well i got time, so spill," I said, firmly, shaking my hair and then swipin my brown curls to the side. And the next half hour completely changed my life, forever. Nothin would ever be the same.