A/N: She always knew what he wanted. Harmony.
Submission for:
The '365 Days of Drabbles' Challenge: Glory
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
Harry let out a breath as he slipped away from the crowd. He couldn't handle all the attention and the camera flashes from the same people who called him "Undesirable No. 1". They had persecuted him and now they were praising him as a hero.
A small hand suddenly appeared in his. He looked up into soft brown eyes. She had believed in him from the beginning. She wasn't there for glory or fame but him, Harry Potter, the skinny eleven-year-old on the train years ago.
"Let's get out of here," she said. She always knew exactly what he wanted.
