A little drabble I wrote after having a discussion about the books with some friends of mine.
While everyone else sees Harry Potter as the savior to the wizarding world, I see him as a boy who's seen too much.
His shoulders slouch only just slightly with the weight of it all. He striking green eyes have seemed to darken with this unwanted wisdom. His scarred face has a stillness I've only seen on those who've mastered hiding themselves behind an emotionless mask. It's obvious in the dark bags under his eyes from nights spent tossing and turning while memories of things a boy his age should have never seen replay over and over in his dreams.
What everyone forgets when they gaze upon Harry Potter is that he is only just a boy.
A boy who we all failed to protect.
Your thoughts and opinions are always welcome.
Thanks for reading.
xoxo
Haley