Oh, just a friendly reminder of that one time Hermione was totally Smitten! :D
chamber of secrets
I have never thought about it in this context
that’s actually really, really creepy.
I once pointed this out to my mother and she just stared at me, in stunned silence for ages.
There will always be a girl who is less sober, less secure, with less friends walking in a darker part of town. I want her safe just as much as I want me safe.
"Yes." Her throat felt so dry and tight it almost hurt to speak. "I saw … I was with the Lady Lysa when …" A tear rolled down her cheek. That’s good, a tear is good. "… when Marillion … pushed her." And she told the tale again, hardly hearing the words as they spilled out of her.
They call him The Young Wolf. They say he rides into battle on the back of a giant direwolf. They say he can turn into a wolf himself when he wants. They say he can’t be killed.
"Spew?" said Harry, picking up a badge and looking at it. "What’s this about?"
"Not spew,” said Hermione impatiently, “It’s S-P-E-W. Stands for the Society for the Promotion of Elfish Welfare.”
The Magic Begins
↳ 8: A scene you wanted to be in the movies: S.P.E.W.
"Maybe this is shooting for the moon, but I’d like to able to look back on my career and stand by every choice I made and say: ‘Yeah, I did that for the prestige’ or ‘Yeah, I did that because I needed a mortgage.’ There’s so much talent out there, and I want to go out and find it and work with it. That’s my naive optimistic aim." — Emilia Clarke for Observer Magazine (October 2013)
Of course, you shall have a cabin.