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Harry replied calmly. "What about Felix's death? Don't you feel the slightest remorse, guilt, or even heartbreak?" Henry kept his gaze fixated on Harry's face. However, he didn't detect any of the emotions he'd just mentioned. It surprised him. He had only met Felix several times, yet he still felt upset upon hearing about his death. How did Harry manage to be so indifferent? Could it be that he was already incapable of having such emotions? Harry merely averted his gaze and said flatly, "Even if I feel heartbroken or remorseful, I can't change anything now that things have come to this."

said Astrid wiping the tears on Albus's face. "I'm sorry, Astrid." “It's okay, Albus. I wanted death for a long time because I hated life. When did I start to love life? I never know that I have started to love life itself because Draco comes into my life. Who would have thought that my death would be given by the person I love the most? This is really an irony,” said Astrid, shedding tears and smiling sadly. “I don't know whether you can communicate with The Heart of Magic or not. If The Heart of Magic can synergize with you, who knows miracles happen," said Albus.

“Your mother died to save you. If there is one thing Voldemort cannot understand, it is love. Love as powerful as your mother's for you leaves it's own mark. To have been loved so deeply, even though the person who loved us is gone, will give us some protection forever.” - J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone. ****** Next Day Advika was hesitant from inside yet she smiled at Arunima who fed her breakfast. She knew her whole family was supporting yet she needed to fight her own battles.

"No good sittin' worryin' abou' it," he said. "What's comin' will come, an' we'll meet it when it does." — Rubeus Hagrid, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy When I thought it could not get any worse, Mey had proved me wrong. Not only had she broke my heart, but she also had it trampled as well. There was nothing left but sadness, bitterness, and utter disappointment.

Professor snapes said with a smile as Gao Yu kept mute. “Anyway I called you for something, how did you learn the second verse of the ritual recitation?” Professor snapes asked. “I Don’t know, I found out I know it when you started reciting it” Gao Yu said nothing but the truth. “I see, you are really among the children involved in the ritual years ago, why must my little sister die though? Professor snapes said smiling as a drop of tear dropped down his eyes, his little sister has been among those affected by the ritual, she was the very last person he could call a close family, she was six when the ritual took place, he can still remember how the little girl shivered after reciting the rit

― Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "I am not your friend, Hunter. I do not think we could ever be friends considering the only reason I made acquaintances with you is so that I could use you." This was not what I had planned to say to him but since the words had come out, there was no point in taking them back. I hated to see the pain reflected in his dark eyes, how his smile faltered until it was gone without a trace.

"Alright... The remains of a dead otter... It was still so tiny. I took a guess that it was still a newborn when it died. I did not understand the idea behind all this. But after you mentioned about spells and charms, I think I start to get the idea..." . "Yeah... But what kind of dark magic do they use in this modern world? Even using a dead animal as their tool. Sick. Sick to the head. Sick to the mind." . "That's not all, Harry... There were also yellow, rotten teeth inside there. Precisely three pieces. It was so disgusting, I literally almost puked upon discovering it all." .

He must have some deep connection with humans to be affected like this. Although he's never serious, this is the first time I seen him taking this topic seriously. He lived for more decades than me so it’s obviously him that has the more experience living with the humans. He stayed longer in this world. He must have seen everything and experienced everythhing. He then browsed on some movies and squeeled in delight seeing a certain on, "You know harry potter?" he asked, "This is my fave."

"Do you want me to cook for you, or do you want to grab breakfast somewhere else before our Harry Potter marathon?" "Woah, woah, woah! Hold on, what is this about a Harry Potter marathon?!" He grins. "Oh, come on, we both know it's what you watch when you're having a bad day... and you said you were sad, so, Harry Potter marathon, here we come?" I roll my eyes at him, but on the inside, I'm... hurting? It's hard to explain. I'm suddenly filled with nostalgia, stuck thinking about the past from that simple Harry Potter sentence. I'm sort of missing the past...

He fell to his knees and groaned in pain. Harry began to recount all the people he had lost. He lost his pregnant girlfriend from five years ago, he lost his parents and also his siblings and right now, he had lost his grandfather as well. He was beginning to form the notion that he was probably cursed. Harry stood up to his feet, his painful heart was hurting badly, he took his phone and ringed his personal assistant. Horace picked up almost immediately the call came in. "Getting me Debby. Ensure you have her placed in my room." He then hung up afterwards.