Prologue

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"Why haven't you left me yet?" he asked wondering why she was still holding onto him.

"Because I'm infatuated with you, Harry," she cried.

"Honey, I'm no angel. I am a misfit," he warned the tears glistening in his eyes.

"And so am I. We are both dangerous aren't we?" I asked with a grin as I glanced up at him.

"We are," he smiled as he pulled me closer to his chest. I could feel his heartbeat as my head laid against him.

"We were misfits but at least we were misfits together," I thought as I leaned against his shoulder as his arm protected me from the dangerous world.

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