He knew, then, that Malfoy had changed, or would change, or was in the process of changing.
Harry knew, with the same surety, that he wanted to be there for it. He wanted to watch as Malfoy unfolded himself and shook out the parts that were cruel and mean and hateful. He wanted to watch for the moment when Malfoy’s limbs and heart and brain and muscles moved in a way that wasn’t heavy with unease and anger. He wanted to see a thousand more easy smiles on Malfoy’s face, it wouldn’t even matter if he hadn’t put them there himself. He wanted to see Malfoy bloom with laughter.
Yes, it was horrible to watch. After the fourth goal I sat there squirming on my seat. Although I'm proud our boys won and played well the first half, I wish it wouldn't have been like that. Brazil just did resign. But the Brazilians who whistled and booed ought to be ashamend of themselves. That broke my heart too.
I didn't see that! And I'm glad I didn't, hearing about it today makes me so sad. I mean, of course it hurts them, the fans and the whole country, but those are their guys out there, their players, they deserve their loyalty.
I'm happy for Germany though, you know I love that team. <3 I wish the game had been different though.