Life seems dark without him now. Like he is my light guiding me thought the darkness that is this world. There are no real monsters only the ones that live inside of us. They don’t hide under our bed or in the closet, our worst nightmares are inside our head, prying their way into our dreams and eventually it consumes us. Like how it consumed him, and I am forever reminded of his dark thoughts at night when his cries of help echo throughout the room, rousing me from my slumber. But even though his life has been pure horror I can tell that beneath the walls of protection, is a pure, innocent Harry, within his scarlet heart. *Warning contains strong sexual material*