Whispers in the crowd

It's after midnight and I can't sleep. I hear the wind that continues to dance bare branches of trees and listen to podcsast about the disappearance of a boy who bore my name. I haven't been so scared for a long time. I hugged a blanket, which I got as a gift from my uncle when I was only a few months old. I want someone to come to me and say I'm safe. Although, in total, he probably could not say anything, because my heart would not stand if a stranger appeared to me now. But I'm still scared, so hug me🙈

I read it for the first time in my native language. When I was 10 or 11 I was amazed by the story of a young wizard. A year later the school itself and the details of this book. It's 11pm and I jumped reading English. This time I was wondering if Harry felt like me when I was in high school going to hogwarts? Or was he sitting next to new people trying to start conversations? Did he also have so many awkward situations?

When I think about it now, I should catch a murderer with my class, stop someone from robbing a bank, or discover something unusual to have such a relationship like this Golden Trio.

And then, on 320 pages, Dumbeldore said "humans do have a knack of choosing precisely those things which are worst for them". Was he right?