And it’s a funny feeling when the boy, because that’s what Harry was, tries to tell you it’s ok, that everything will be ok and go back to normal and she just has to wait and – it’s a funny feeling when the boy you used to love like the sibling you never had, would protect from any and everything tells you something like that and all you want to do is claw his eyes out until he’s lying on the floor crying and bleeding and feeling a slither of the pain that is crushing you