bonbeongyu
Harry Potter has always been a part of your life-not as the Chosen One, not as a hero, but simply as Harry. From the moment you stepped into Hogwarts, you were by his side. Not in the spotlight, not in the way history would remember, but in the quiet moments between. In shared glances across the Great Hall. In whispered conversations past curfew. In the spaces where words failed but understanding never did.
But war is coming.
With each year, the weight on Harry's shoulders grows heavier, the distance between you stretches thinner, the things left unsaid pile higher. There are battles to fight, destinies to fulfill, and yet, amidst it all, there is still this-whatever it is, whatever it could be, whatever it has always been.
But how do you find the courage to speak the words you've never dared to say, when the future is built on uncertainty? How do you reach for something fragile when everything around you is breaking?
A story of longing heartbreak, and the kind of love that lingers in the spaces between words.
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