7/25- Love
Harry's first friend was a little girl who lived two streets over. Her name was Elizabeth. They were friends, secretly, for nearly five years. But her dad killed her. Harry knew, even if the Bobbies ruled it an accident. He knew.
'Cause he had always loved Elizabeth, for always and forever they used to say. She had known about Uncle Vernon, and he had known about her Dad, even if they never said anything.
And he loved Elizabeth 'til the day he died, more than he had ever loved any other woman.