[Harry's POV]
It's dawn...I know but I was tired, not after creeping back to bed just so no one noticed I was away.
Once I checked on the boys, I smiled as they were asleep. I checked on Freya too and she was asleep too, only that the lights were on and I did the needful, switching it off.
Feeling exhausted, I dragged my legs to my room to change my outfit while washing off the blood stain from my hand.
Staring at my image, I went pale as I shook my head.
"I didn't do it...did I?" I asked myself as my eyes snaked inside.
"Did I?" I repeated panting softly and suddenly I was seeing my father's image, right behind me and a sided smile.
"You'd never change...once a killer... always a killer"
I gasped just staring at that image with no emotions as I swallowed painfully.
Raising my palms high up, I could see blood drooling on them and the coat I wore felt itchy due to the irritation I was getting from the bloodstain on it.
