And it’s a funny feeling when the boy you used to fancy, had daydreams about marrying and kissing and growing old with speaks to you like nothing has changed and tries to hold your hand and speaks to you about quidditch and eats with his mouth full and – it’s a funny feeling when this boy tries to do anything "romantic’ around you and you want to slit his throat because it would be "romantic’ to watch him bleed out and stop hearing his whiny fucking voice