Harry gave Hermione’s hand a hard squeeze before letting out a wretched sobbed from his throat, emerald eyes sparkling with despair as tears began to spill over. Harry stammered out his words. "I didn’t know... that I could feel... this fire! This... this unprecedented want, with someone. That isn’t to say that I didn’t love Ginny, because you know I did." Harry moved to finally look Hermione in the eyes to ensure she understood the severity of his next statement. "But this? Theo? He’s different. This connection that pulls us together is different. What if I never get the chance to see if his love is different, too?"