A hint of a smile tugged at the corner of Harry's mouth upon hearing her talk about change. She was right, he did know that. It had been a long lesson to learn and apparently there was times when he was still learning it. Change was only part of the problem. He'd spent so much time dealing with the quick, sudden changes that he had no idea how to handle the ones that came slowly.
"I've never known for sure what to do, but I've always had some notion. Some form of guidance pushing me in the right direction, whether it was you, Ron, Hermione, Dumbledore...a million other people." It was true and Harry knew that better then anyone. He'd never been really alone when he'd faced any of his challenges. "But I don't have that anymore. I can't relie on you anymore. You've all got your own changes to deal with...and I'm more lost then ever."
What happened? He wasn't exactly sure he even knew. "I was trying really hard to make this work," he admitted, knowing she probably didn't care at all. He was more confused over his own actions then anything and needed an outside opinion to clarify things "I know you and Wayne aren't really close...but if you were married and he invited his Ex-girlfriend...one that had meant a lot to him...to live with you, what would you do? Are you suppose to be jealous or mad...even though, your marriage wasn't really planned or in a sense wanted at the time it happened?"