And Harry had realized how happy he was—not joyful all the time, not deliriously in love, but settled and content, with his happiness purring in the back of his mind like a banked fire. That afternoon was full of Draco. -> I think that's what happiness is made of. Sometimes we don't realize we are happy because we think things should always be easy or joyful or that we shouldn't cry and feel angry if we were really happy. But then what would happiness be without some difficult moments? It'd be worthless and we'd get bored. LOL
Anyway, just so you know that I really liked this story. It was beautiful and touching. The kind of story that makes me smile. x3 It's simple, but realistic. Thanks for making my afternoon better! <3
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Date: 2009-03-30 05:11 pm (UTC)-> I think that's what happiness is made of. Sometimes we don't realize we are happy because we think things should always be easy or joyful or that we shouldn't cry and feel angry if we were really happy. But then what would happiness be without some difficult moments? It'd be worthless and we'd get bored. LOL
Anyway, just so you know that I really liked this story. It was beautiful and touching. The kind of story that makes me smile. x3 It's simple, but realistic. Thanks for making my afternoon better! <3