She felt Harry shrug against her, "I watched my godfather, the last of my family, die. I watched Cedric die. I saw Voldemort get resurrected in a fucked up bone and blood ritual in which I was the blood. I see Thestrals now. I was heavily abused growing up..." he tilted his head back to the ceiling, his light stubble scratching her cheek, "My biggest problems should be essays and whether Ginny likes me but instead I have to fight in a fucking war. I’m definitely crazy. And you are better than me at most everything. Does that answer your question?"