He was never good at noticing the characteristics of art pieces, he never cared about the combination of colors or geometric figures. He never felt what the artist wanted to express. Harry thought art was meaningless.
Anna was quiet the opposite. She loathed everything artistic, she lived for it. The thrill of lines and colorful stories had marveled her her entire life. Art was everything to her.
They both felt the complete opposite when it came to art but could love make them think alike?
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FanfictionHarry never understood what art was, nor what it wanted to express. However, as soon as he meet her he's world changed. He no longer saw artsy lines, he saw her. || Cover:@_AllYouNeedIsLove. // © 2018 TropicalSyndrome.