Probable (or improbable) moments in Harry's life where he experiences something for the first time.

Disclaimer: Not mine and just as likely not yours.

Magic

He had always, somewhere in his heart, known what it was. It was sister to life itself and was comparable to the blood running through his veins. Sometimes it felt like rain soft and gentle on his soul. Other times it felt like fire, burning his heart and making the entire world shine brighter.

It was beautiful and it was magic.

He couldn't remember when he first felt its touch, but he certainly remembered the moment itself. Somewhere, time, and place, he had been thinking simple thoughts and only knew of simple feelings. Love ran his world and it was all he knew of. That is, until hate entered it. It was such a dense and dark hate that deep inside himself, he felt something of pure light envelop his heart instinctively to protect him. He was to young at this time to know if it was his own magic or another's, but it left such an impression of purity and warmth that it was never forgotten. Magic, something very similar to love.