/Legends are omnipotent and worldly. They are suave and charismatic. Harry’s still a virgin, and he’s had other things on his mind./
Yeah, that sounds about right. I love the parts before this. How he sees the status of legend as opposed to how he views himself so harshly. He has some serious mental health issues.
All the details are lovely, naturally. That's what you give, details. But this one /Harry likes living alone because it’s nice to have a wank in peace for change./ while on the surface purient, is actually only too true for a person who never got a moment's peace in his short life. God, Ron would burst in or Seamus, and then on holiday biting his lip at the Dursley's worried he'd get an owl (Hedwig's nipping of disapproval could come on the worst body parts, you know).
/Okay, yes, he got to attend Hogwarts and met Ron and Hermione, but they had each other and Harry had no one./
Yes, I thought of this in relation to another dynamic yesterday. But you make me want to cry for the Boy. Poor, golden cage.
/He doesn’t like to go out much these days. / You are so fucking great with the zingers.
You should love this one. Yes. God. What a sorry life. Maybe it would have been better to just get killed on a blaze of glory, better to burn out than to fade away might be Harry's motto.
Harry could be yours for the asking
Yeah, that sounds about right. I love the parts before this. How he sees the status of legend as opposed to how he views himself so harshly. He has some serious mental health issues.
All the details are lovely, naturally. That's what you give, details. But this one /Harry likes living alone because it’s nice to have a wank in peace for change./ while on the surface purient, is actually only too true for a person who never got a moment's peace in his short life. God, Ron would burst in or Seamus, and then on holiday biting his lip at the Dursley's worried he'd get an owl (Hedwig's nipping of disapproval could come on the worst body parts, you know).
/Okay, yes, he got to attend Hogwarts and met Ron and Hermione, but they had each other and Harry had no one./
Yes, I thought of this in relation to another dynamic yesterday. But you make me want to cry for the Boy. Poor, golden cage.
/He doesn’t like to go out much these days. /
You are so fucking great with the zingers.
You should love this one. Yes. God. What a sorry life. Maybe it would have been better to just get killed on a blaze of glory, better to burn out than to fade away might be Harry's motto.