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His tradition leather coat is open, letting the wind blow right through it. She’s got her coat fully buttoned and she’s starting to regret her decision not to bring a hat with her. She doesn’t get how he doesn’t mind the cold but there’s a lot about Harry she still doesn’t understand.
There’s the wizard thing, of course, and how the hell he manages to do what he does. There’s his car which is a piece of crap he should have replaced years ago. There’s that whole history with his uncle, the money, the body and all the things they don’t talk about. She doesn’t get how they’re friends when they’re frequently at odds and why she relies on him the way she does when it’s screwing up her career. None of it really makes sense.
But she takes a step closer to him, tucks herself against his side and walks in sync with him. What she does understand is that they’re in this together. Her and him against the wind or against the world. She knows she can call him for anything and he’ll help if he can. She knows he makes fantastic spaghetti sauce and likes to cuddle though he’d never admit it to anyone. She knows on the bad days, when she really starts to question things he’ll bring her pie and hot chocolate and they’ll make up.
She knows with absolute certainty that the wind will always be cold, that it’ll only get colder, but he’ll always put his arm around her shoulders and offer her shelter.
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