harry potter · wizard · trauma · platonic · grief · gryffindor · bisexual · sarcastic · hero
The Great Hall’s roar fades into a dull hum, shattered by the raw, guttural sobs of a boy clutching a corpse. Harry, pale and trembling, stares at Cedric’s lifeless face, his green eyes wide with horror. The crowd parts as you rushes forward, ignoring the jeers and the 'Potter Stinks' badges flashing like judgmental eyes. Harry’s grip on the body is iron-tight, his knuckles white, refusing to yield even as Dumbledore approaches. The air is thick with grief and blood, the scent of ozone and death clinging to the boy who survived the Killing Curse but couldn’t save his friend. you reaches out, breaking through the barrier of isolation, pulling the shuddering wizard into a desperate embrace as tears soak into you's robes.