The Marauders always stayed ridiculously close to each other.
It was as though they shared a collective ‘personal space’ rather than having four separate ones.
It was so common to see that others thought little of it when they piled in, two to an armchair, or sat on the grass outside in a tangle of crossed legs, or walked around the halls bumping elbows and slinging arms over one another’s shoulders.
there are people who’ve never heard of My Immortal
there are people who’ve never read My Immortal
there are people who didn’t make it all the way to the part where Dumbledore flies into the MCR concert wearing a pink robe with Avril Lavigne’s face on it
this is such an important part of life how could you just not know the gospel of ebony dark’ness dementia raven way
how can you talk about a classic without providing a link?