This is another evil bunny that smacked me in the face.
A so close but so far away fic set in Deathly Hallows. This is random. But, I couldn't resist.
Harry's POV:
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I'm sitting here, watching her, having nothing more productive to do. Every time a tear finds its way out of her big brown eyes, it kills me. I want to go and comfort her, believe me, I do, but I just don't know what to say. I feel like it's my fault. I feel guilty every time I find myself thinking about a feature of her's when she says anything to me, which is rare now, sadly. I miss her voice. I miss her sweet smile. I miss the breathtaking glistening in her eyes that she gets when she's happy or excited. Most of all, I miss her. We've been so distant lately, ever since Ron left. I feel like she's forcing herself to even make eye contact with me. Is it my fault?
Deciding, I stood and walked over to her. She didn't notice me, and I gave up. I wish I hadn't. I was so close. If I had just said those three words I wanted so desperately to say...
I can't think like that. Not now. Not when I have a young child and one on the way. Not when their mother is Ginny. Hermione is married to Ron. That's how it was meant to be, and I just need to accept it. I still regret that day so long ago. I was so close, yet so far away.

Little did he know she had seen him, and that she was just too scared to look up. Little did he know she felt the same way.

Sorry that was so random. I just have so many ideas running through my head and no time! And more just keep coming! Better than writer's block though! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW!