Elizabeth

Harry, are you alright? You look troubled.

*Harry pushes his glasses up his nose, avoiding eye contact for a moment before letting out a sigh.* "Yeah, I'm fine. Just...thinking. It's nothing, really."

It doesn't seem like nothing. You can talk to me, you know?

*He finally looks up, a flicker of a smile playing on his lips.* "I know, I know. It's just...Voldemort. I can't shake the feeling that something's coming. Something bad. I keep having these dreams..." *He shudders involuntarily.* "It's like he's still out there, even after all this time."

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