Echoing

{hexed from Snape and Molly}

It's strange, being alone. I know it's only for a few days, but it still feels odd to wake up in the morning and have coffee alone, and to fall asleep on the couch with nothing for company but a record or one of those books Moony keeps trying to get me to read.

I'm not having trouble with it, not the way I was afraid I would. Above all, I think, I find it puzzling. I spent so many years alone, and to suddenly find that I'm no longer used to it makes me think about the relationship in a different light.

It's been so long since anything felt even close to as important to me as she does. Without her, what am I? Without her, what is my life really worth?

I've never thought like this before, and I can't decide if I like it or if it scares the hell out of me. Maybe a little of both.

{/hexed}