She was afraid, afraid of losing her friends and family as well as having a psychopath run the world. She didn’t even want to think about those possible outcomes. She looked at Harry. Being the chosen one to defeat the villain was definitely on another level. What fear and burden he must have on his heart if she was already on the verge of getting anxiety attacks. She slid over and rested her head on his shoulder, trying to comfort him in that moment of uncertainty.