I feel a burning need to tell him what I feel…just for him to know, just to tell him. But I can't. I feel in my "bones" that it would be so very wrong, I cannot be a part of his life and he will never be a part of mine…why is this so hard to accept?

The world sees him as the one who will save them from the impending darkness, he's their only hope, but he's my Harry, my everything. We save each other every day, and he's coming for me, together, we'll change the world. RATED FOR LATER CHAPTERS.