"He knew that Ron and Hermione were more shocked than they were letting on, but the mere fact that they were still there on either side of him, speaking bracing words of comfort, not shrinking from him as though he were contaminated or dangerous, was worth more than he could ever tell them" (ch. 5).
He was the Chosen One.
He was the Chosen One, and it had been hard enough for him to accept it, but he hadn't wanted to tell Ron and Hermione, afraid that it would lose him the best – only – friends he'd ever had.
But he told them, and they weren't disgusted or scared. They were afraid for him, but not of him. And he didn't know why he had expected any less.
No matter what he was prophesied to do, he knew they were by his side. And just then, it was the best thing he could have asked for.
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