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maniks said:
Well you do have to read the immediate context of what happened in the book at those times.
Harry Potter is standing in front his his dead parents grave. He wished he was sleeping down there under the snow with them, rather than being alive and having to suffer and fight Voldemort. He cries and tears roll down his cheeks. This is the first time in his life that Harry Potter cries.
If you had a friend, would you not hug you and comfort them? I you had anyone, would you not want them to hug you and comfort you at this moment? At times like these we feel sympathy even for our worst enemies, and Harry and Hermione had been the closest friends since childhood.
Harry can't stand another moment there. He put his arm around Hermione's shoulders, and she put hers around his waist, and together they walked out of the kissing gate, towards the dark church.
Yes this was a very 'charged moment' between two people. Things can happen between two people who share a moment like this. But this is Harry Potter and Hermione Granger. Harry had been attracted to Ginny, and Hermione was heartbroken, but deeply loved and missed Ron at this time. Had they both not been thinking of different people, this moment would have felt differently to either of them.
Thereafter, a day later, Harry reads about Dumbledore in 'The Life and Lies of Albus Dumbledore', by Rita Skeeter.
“Look what he asked from me, Hermione! Risk your life, Harry! And again! And again! And don’t expect me to explain everything, just trust me blindly, trust that I know what I’m doing, trust me even though I don’t trust you! Never the whole truth! Never!”
“He loved you,” Hermione whispered. “I know he loved you.”
“I don’t know who he loved, Hermione, but it was never me. This isn’t love, the mess he’s left me in. He shared a damn sight more of what he was really thinking with Gellert Grindelwald than he ever shared with me.”
Harry picked up Hermione’s wand, which he had dropped in the snow, and sat back down in the entrance of the tent.
“Thanks for the tea. I’ll finish the watch. You get back in the warm.”
She hesitated, but recognized the dismissal. She picked up the book and then walked back past him into the tent, but as she did so, she brushed the top of his head lightly with her hand. He closed his eyes at her touch, and hated himself for wishing that what she said was true: that Dumbledore had really cared.
I do not think there is anything here. Harry Potter had almost died a few hours ago having been attacked by Nagini and narrowly escaping Voldemort himself. He lost his wand. Now he's lost Dumbledore, all over again. Harry is angry at himself. He is angry at Dumbledore. He is also angry at Hermione because she was the one who broke his wand. Harry is just in an awful, awful place at this time.
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