Harry was an only child and as an only child he had wondered often what it would be like to have a brother or a sister. Dudley came close, and the thought terrified him. But then the Weasleys -- Ron -- had come into his life and Harry had realized that he didn't need to wonder anymore. Even so, he couldn't imagine how Kate felt, not the full scope of it. Not when all Harry felt was anger.
He wanted to punch the island in the face, hex and curse it until it stopped playing these games, stopped hurting the people he cared about and loved. It wasn't fair. It wasn't bloody fair that they had to go through this, that Kate had to lose her brother even though there wasn't a war, he wasn't sick, they hadn't done anything wrong. It wasn't right that someone like Kate got hurt and it pissed him off that it was Kate that was hurt.
His muscles twitched in that anger, body tensing slightly as he held it in, but he kept his arm around Kate. He squeezed her shoulder.
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Date: 2012-03-13 04:53 pm (UTC)He wanted to punch the island in the face, hex and curse it until it stopped playing these games, stopped hurting the people he cared about and loved. It wasn't fair. It wasn't bloody fair that they had to go through this, that Kate had to lose her brother even though there wasn't a war, he wasn't sick, they hadn't done anything wrong. It wasn't right that someone like Kate got hurt and it pissed him off that it was Kate that was hurt.
His muscles twitched in that anger, body tensing slightly as he held it in, but he kept his arm around Kate. He squeezed her shoulder.
"I'm sorry," he said. "I'm so sorry."