#strngst

the idea, the feeling, that his life is wrong, is off-kilter, won't leave harry alone. it's refused to drop back into the recesses of his mind ever since he'd read the letter. the one that all but explicitly told him that he isn't who he thinks he is, that his life is a lie, and his parents are - not that, aren't his parents. he's sitting at a table in a cafe, nursing a cup of tea, letting his mind just dwell on that fact. he turns to get the attention of the person at the next table over and asks him, "hey, what would you do if someone just told you that your parents aren't really your parents?"