Harry:
It happens when I first set eyes on her. Those soft silk-like hair, alive blue-grey eyes. I am once lost, until I see her. It's like breezes of spring entering my empty soul. Once worn out and old, now fresh and alive.
I should have known by then. Everything is different right from that moment. I am never the same again.
I am home.
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Fanfiction*Harry has autism in the story.* Things were crazy. I feel the need to put down what exactly happened and perhaps when I'm older, I will pick this notebook up again and read it in disbelief. Being the new German girl here wasn't easy. I missed home...
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