"I..." he started, but the words caught in his throat. What can I possibly say now? What could she possibly think of me after that? He looked down at his hands, suddenly unable to meet her gaze. "I’m sorry," he muttered, his voice barely above a whisper. "You didn’t deserve that."

Marauders Era.

“I see a red door and I want it painted black”

-Paint it Black, The Rolling Stones.

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