"You miss him!" Hermione said impatiently. "And I know he misses you —”
“Miss him?" said Harry. "I don’t miss him….”
But this was a downright lie. Harry liked Hermione very much, but she just wasn’t the same as Ron. There was much less laughter and a lot more hanging around in the library when Hermione was your best friend.
We Potterheads aren’t kidding when we are saying she’s the queen
But he understood at last what Dumbledore had been trying to tell him. It was, he thought, the difference between being dragged into the arena to face a battle to the death and walking into the arena with your head held high. Some people, perhaps, would say that there was little to choose between the two ways, but Dumbledore knew - and so do I, thought Harry, with a rush of fierce pride, and so did my parents - that there was all the difference in the world.
'Love as powerful as your mother's for you leaves it's own mark. To have been loved so deeply, even though the person who loved us is gone, will give us some protection forever.'
Happy Mother’s Day!
ause i grew up with him okay and
he is my childhood and i get way
too many feels from this book
series like wow
jkr how do u m
anage to rip
my heart in
to pieces li
ke that but