Courage is one thing. Courage when dealing with love is another.
"For years," Voldemort hissed, "Harry Potter has done nothing but make my life a living nightmare. I have suffered for too long at his hand. Killing the boy would be too easy for him. I want to make him suffer, like he made me suffer for all of those year
He's lost... she's there to help him find his way.
She didn't plan on falling for him. Sometimes these things just... happen.
Harry's having a hard summer after his fourth year. Can his best friend and a trip to America make him let go of his worries?