Oh, Bob. *facepalm* He's so convinced of how terrible and dark he is that I suspect it never occurred to him that Harry could love (or even just want) him for himself. It makes me wonder how long it took before he believed that Harry liked him in a friendship sense. Did he chalk that up to his having an influence on Harry from a young age? Or was there a moment when he was stunned because he realized that Harry just liked him? Did he ever really realize that? *ponders* Makes me want to read this whole series from Bob's POV. *g* Not that I'd ever ask you to do that!

I just wanted to hug Harry so much through the whole conversation with Bob. Unrequited love is a bitch. *pets him*

And just generally, I really adore your Harry voice. :-)

Yay fic!