I read the first several chapters with tears in my eyes. The frustration he felt, the anger, it was all real, I know exactly what he was going through. But when the adventures set in, and he started romancing Cho Chang, I could still imagine what he was going through, but I couldn't feel it. It's like I've lived half a life, the bad half.
I mean, I've only ever had one boyfriend, and I've only ever kissed one girl, and she's on my Short List. The Short List of people who I shouldn't be around. Yeah, that's something to be proud of. I had a sort of schoolboyish relationship once. I spent several hundred dollars talking on the phone to Kim, but we don't talk much anymore. But I never open my eyes and see something nicer than her.