Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor to I own these song lyrics. J.K. Rowling owns Harry Potter, and the song lyrics are from "Where is Love?" by Lionel Bart, for the musical Oliver!.

Harry sat outside in the big tree. Aunt Marge had brought Ripper this time, and consequently, Harry was stuck in the tree until she left with the massive bulldog.

Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia, nor Dudley cared. They laughed with Aunt Marge as Ripper chased him up the tree. The dog was still down there, waiting until Harry came down.

Harry looked up at the sky and saw the stars winking at him.

He whispered a soft sentence to the sky, "I miss you Mum and Dad. Where are you? What is Love? Where is yours?"

Where is Love?
Does it fall from skies above?
Is it underneath the willow tree
That I've been dreaming of?

Harry looked at the sky, tears dripping down his face. All the other kids in the neighborhood knew what Love is. Why didn't he? Where were his parents? Did they Love him?

Where is she?
Who I close my eyes to see?
Will I ever know the sweet 'hello'
That's meant for only me?

Where was his Mum? Yesterday, the boy next door was playing and skinned his knee. His mum ran over to him and hugged him. She made him feel better.

No one did that for Harry. He got slapped for crying, asking questions, anything. Even for saying 'Hello' or 'Good morning' to his uncle or aunt.

Who can say where she may hide?
Must I travel far and wide,
'
Till I am beside the someone who,
I can mean, something to…
Where, where is Love?

Harry wiped his tears away with his hand and gave a soft sniffle.

He looked up at the sky and whispered, "Heaven sure is far. But, I'll go there if she is. If my Mum is there, and if my Dad is there, I'll go to any distance to see them. Maybe they'll care about me. I can't be worthless for everyone, can I?"

Every night I kneel and pray
Let tomorrow be the day,
When I see the face of someone who
I can mean, something to…

Before he would go to bed each night, he'd pray for someone, anyone, to take him away from this personal Hell.

But, no one came.

Was it true, what his uncle and aunt told him? Was he such a freak, such a worthless and horrid child that no one would want him? That his parents probably died so they wouldn't have to be near him?

No, it couldn't be true, could it?

Where,
Where is Love?

Harry looked down. Ripper had left, and he could hear the porch door shutting and the deadbolt going down with a click.

He frantically got out of the tree and tried to open the door. It was locked.

Harry cried a little while longer before laying down in the soft grass at the base of the tree.

He looked at the sky once more and winked back at the stars.

"I love you Mum and Dad, no matter where you are. No matter where you and your Love are."

The End

A/N: This is my first songfic/oneshot! I hope you like, so please Read and Review!