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        _{harry a c h e s to reach out , to hold her by the H A N D && reassure her that he didn’t mean it.  but the only expression he could read from her was F E A R.   he kept his distance.    ❛ —- no , mj please.   i didn’t mean to grab you. ❜   he paused for a moment , hand offering out towards her so he could see her wrist. whether or not she would take it , he c o u l d n ’ t be sure yet.    ❛ did i H U R T you ??  ❜}

       _{she  shields  her  arm  behind  her  back,  the  sting  of  a  fresh  bruise  still  developing.  her  gaze  drifts  down  towards  the  space  between  them,  weary  he  would  close  the  distance.  she  stares  at  his  helping  hand  blankly,  before  green  eyes  graze  back  up  towards  him. .    ❛    —-  it’s  fine, i’m  fine.   ❜}