"And we stand there looking at each other seemingly forever. I see with exquisite detail her caring brown eyes and her kind face, reflecting what I know is true of her heart. Who she is has never changed, not since we became friends at eleven. She is my one constant, the only one who knows me well enough to know how I feel and what I need without me having to say much, and I am not one who says much."
Harry Potter (Chapter 43 - Dandelions; The Keeper by B.B.Ruth)