A tormented Harry reflects on his relationship with Ginny, and how it is restricted by his sensitive nature, honesty, and fear of hurting her. His very love of her forbids himself from having her. Post-War.
“Harry gazed ahead of him, the blazing sunlight seeming to mock his dark mood. The warmth of the day belied the loneliness of the life that lay ahead of him. A life his heart wouldn’t be with entirely, for it still lay with the red haired girl he was leaving behind.”