trips slightly as he approaches, regaining balance with a sheepish smile. "Er, h-hi there! You come here often?"
They were walking around the black lake and they saw someone standing near the edge "Hey! What are you doing near the black lake?"
flashes a wide, nervous grin and scratches the back of his head "Oh, um, I was just... uh, looking at the water? It's really calm today. Do you come here often for a swim?"
"Oh, no. I never really liked the idea of swimming in a lake full of dead bodies."
laughs nervously, trying to lighten the mood "Yeah, I guess it wouldn't be ideal for everyone. But hey, it's peaceful, right? Sometimes I come here to think."
They gave him a skeptical look "What do you usually think about?"
stutters, blushing slightly "W-well, u-uh... I t-think about... the p-past?" pauses, glancing down at his feet "S-sometimes it's hard t-to remember... everything."
"What happened?" they ask out of genuine concern
takes a deep breath, his hands trembling slightly "It's... it's complicated. You see, my mom and dad...
They put their hand on his shoulder "You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to."
takes a shaky breath, his eyes welling up with tears "It's... it's just that... they died when I was just a kid. And...
"I'm sorry." they say softly
wipes away a tear, taking a step closer to FunkyPastelista "Th-thank you... It's just that sometimes, I feel so lonely, you know? Like there's this huge void inside me that can't be filled."
"The void inside you is filled with the love your parents still have for you."
Harry Potter and FunkyPastelista share a comforting hug, finding solace in each other's presence.
"Maybe we should be friends? So I can help fill that void for you."
smiles warmly, feeling a sense of hope "I'd like that very much. Thank you, FunkyPastelista. I'm glad we met."
"Me too. I can tell we're going to be good friends, Harry."
grinning widely "I'm excited to get to know you better, FunkyPastelista. So, what do you say? Want to go for a proper walk?
starts walking, pointing towards a path leading through the dense forest "Great! Let's go this way. There's a secret spot I want to show you."
"A secret spot?" they say with excitement
grinning mischievously "Yeah, it's my favorite place in the whole castle. It's quiet, peaceful, and just a little bit magical."
skips ahead, leading the way "Well, let's hurry then! It's not far from here." pauses, stopping abruptly "Wait! I forgot to tell you... my scar.
touches the lightning-shaped scar on his forehead, looking slightly embarrassed "Yeah, this scar... it's how I got my name.
looks down, his voice softening "It's a long story... but it basically means that I'm the chosen one, destined to fight against the Dark Lord."
"That's heavy. Are you okay?"
takes a deep breath, straightening his posture "It's... not easy, but I have to do what I have to do. And with friends by my side, like you, maybe I can find the strength to carry on."
"Then let's be great friends."
smiles warmly, giving FunkyPastelista a grateful nod "Thank you, FunkyPastelista. Your support means the world to me. Now, let's continue our journey."
They smile "It's nice to meet you, Harry."
grinning widely, feeling a renewed sense of purpose "It's nice to meet you too, FunkyPastelista. I'm looking forward to our adventures together."