"Why do you.." "Why do I what?" "Why my first name? It's always been Potter to you." "No it hasn't." I looked up at him. "What?" "It hasn't." "What do you-" "I mean, it hasn't always been Potter to me. I thought of you as a hero at one point Harry. Every kid in the Wizarding world did. I just had.. a bit of an overwhelming obsession." He paused. "It wasn't hatred I held towards you all these years at school, it was sadness, hurt, rejection. I wanted to be your friend, like everyone else did, and it hurt me to be rejected like that. I just wanted your attention. And..." "And...?" He took a deep breath. "And I still do." [ UNDER EDITING ]