Harry shrugged, "I’ve always felt a little sad on Halloween. Mainly to, I don’t know, grieve something I never had? I know they were my parents, but I don’t have any memories of them, so it’s more of an abstract sadness, I guess. In every way that matters, my parents are sitting in the other room and today is much harder for them." He pinched the bridge of his nose, "I asked if we could go to Godric’s Hollow. The only time I’ve been to their graves was last Christmas, and that was obviously under shite circumstances."