Harry looked down at his hands in Christina's.He didn't understand.All this was very new to him,even if he was sixteen.If Cho Chang could be so emotional what was different with Christina.Why was her heart so hard?He thought that Hermione said that all girls were the same.He looked up again and looked at Christina's face that was shining in the firelight.
Harry spoke softly,"Can't we try?Why can't we be like all the other kids who kiss each other in the hall and help each other with homework and be happy and normal?"
Christina touched his face with her hand,"My poor baby,no,we can never be like the normal kids.I'll never be like them because i've devoted my life to your safety and you've devoted your life to ridding the world of Voldemort.I'm sorry my love."
A tear trickled down his face.It wasn't fair.It was never fair,he would never be normal.His prophecy would always get in the way.Christina saw the tear.She wiped it off his cheek.
"Oh,Harry,what can I do for you?",asked Christina sorrowfully.
Harry looked straight into her eyes,"Kiss me once more Christina?"
Christina smiled,"I'd love to."
She took out her wand and dimmed the lights.She wrapped her arms around his neck and put her lips against his.Neither of them realized how tired they both were because the next thing they knew,Christina was asleep in Harry's arms and Harry was nodding off himself as he stroked Christina's hair,he said to himself,"I'm home."Then,he fell into a deep sleep.