Peter. Oh my dear goodness, Peter. Damaged, shaken, but still holding it together -- with both hands, tenaciously, in spite of every damned thing that's gone wrong. Peter, who gives when others would have given up. Peter, whose power seems a curse to him and yet he still chooses to try to help, even when others find it frightening, even when it means he'll be isolated by the response. Dear goodness, Peter. So much love.
Harry! What the heck! I've never read the books, but this dood is like cracktastic and a half, with this heart that shines under it all despite his frenetic insanity. Why have I never read this series? I've already fallen in love!