AN: Just a little drabble one-shot I had in my head. Enjoy
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any recognizable characters and quotes, JK Rowling owns them. I only own the plot.
Lord Voldemort: "Why do you live?"
Harry Potter: "Because I have something worth living for.
He could've chosen anyone.
He was Harry Potter, The Boy Who Lived, The Chosen One, the seventeen year old who saved the Wizarding World.
He could've loved any girl, he had them all at his feet. Who wouldn't want to be with the saviour of the Wizarding population?
But he knew, ever since Voldemort had asked him THAT question, that he wasn't living for something, he was living for someone.
Someone who had stuck by his side even when their other best friend left them in the hunt.
Someone who believed HIM not the rumours.
Someone who seemed to know exactly what he was thinking just by looking in his eyes.
Someone whose eyes changed from hazelnut to chocolate when she was passionate about something.
Someone who chews on her quill when thinking and repeatedly brushes her slightly bushy (perfect) hair out of her face.
Someone who was now currently dancing with her new husband, Ron Weasley.
She was happy, and that's all he lives for.
Thank You for reading! Please review, I would love some reviews, constructive criticism is welcomed with opened arms.
Shaz xx