“We are sun and moon, dear friend; we are sea and land. It is not our purpose to become each other; it is to recognize each other, to learn to see the other and honor him for what he is: each the other’s opposite and complement.”
imagine being fourteen and having the mass-murderer who killed your parents telling you that he’s going to kill you
and then escaping with the corpse of a fellow student AND THEN HAVING NO-ONE BELIEVE YOU
AND GOING BACK TO LIVE IN A LOVELESS HOUSEHOLD FOR SIX WEEKS WITH NO INFORMATION FROM YOUR WORLD, THINKING THAT THAT MASS-MURDERER MIGHT BE STANDING ON YOUR DOORSTEP AT ANY MOMENT
Harry has every right to be angsty in ootp I’D LIKE TO SEE YOU HANDLE IT
“My mum always said, things we lose have a way of coming back to us in the end.”
You see, people change in the maze. Oh, find the cup if you can. But be very wary. You could just lose yourselves along the way.
“And tears came before he could stop them, boiling hot then instantly freezing on his face, and what was the point in wiping them off or pretending? He let them fall, his lips pressed hard together, looking down at the thick snow hiding from his eyes the place where the last of Lily and James lay, bones now, surely, or dust, not knowing or caring that their living son stood so near, his heart still beating, alive because of their sacrifice and close to wishing, at this moment, that he was sleeping under the snow with them.”