War is difficult and traumatic. People die. People sacrifice. People get back up and put themselves back together when it's over. Harry isn't putting himself back together. He's been through a lot, and he's always been able to make it to the other side, but this was just too much. Unfortunately, no matter how hard it is, Harry has to learn to heal at his own pace. There is no escaping the fact that he's participating in life (no matter how weakly at times), and cannot therefore just leave events to run him over. He's got to learn how to live and to deal with relationships again ̶ all of them ̶ because his adoptive family and his friends (but most especially his best friends) aren't leaving. And there's always room for more. [ 𝗡𝗢𝗧 𝗖𝗨𝗥𝗥𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗟𝗬 𝗕𝗘𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗨𝗣𝗗𝗔𝗧𝗘𝗗; 𝗡𝗢𝗧 𝗔𝗕𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗢𝗡𝗘𝗗 𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗨𝗚𝗛, 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗪𝗜𝗟𝗟 𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗨𝗔𝗟𝗟𝗬 𝗕𝗘 𝗙𝗜𝗡𝗜𝗦𝗛𝗘𝗗 ] ______________________________________________ •Written April 2017 ̶ present• [NOT complete, 12k words] ______________________________________________ ______________________________________________ (Photo featured on cover by stockinthecorridors via DeviantArt; 'Dripping Red Candle w Crystals'. Link to original post in first chapter. All edits mine.)