Synopsis

Harry leaned against the worn brick, watching the pigeons scatter as Molly dispensed her latest pronouncements. "You need to stand up for yourself, Harry," she said, her voice firm but laced with a familiar concern. "Don't let her smother you." He sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I know, I know. But it’s hard. She just wants to protect me." "Protection can be a cage, dear boy," Molly countered, her gaze unwavering. "Sometimes the strongest thing you can do is break free." The