Feeling

He didn’t know why she was crying. He’d come to pick her up, they were going out for the day, and found her this way, still in her pajamas, still tousle-haired from bed, still in bed. He knew nothing of why she felt she needed to do this, of what pain she was feeling. He just knew he had to stop her. He had to. Based on similar events, though mildly tweaked to fit the Harry Potter world.