Harry has his arms all over my legs, I think he'd whinge if I moved. And actually, I quite like my legs in his lap. I am stuck!
Private to Neville
I hope that having someone like McGonagall say out loud to him what we all wish we could say will help...I wonder what...he says that he died in the forest, he said that. But he won't talk about what happened, exactly. I wonder if that...I don't know. I just know he needs to let some of this go.
Oh, there are still places to go. Places Michael's flirting--for all of its insinuations--never came close to.
Yes, but you're one of the people I trust most in the world. So, that's why.
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