“Maybe it’s just one of those things we’ll never know, Granger,” he said evenly. “Maybe one we aren’t supposed to know. Life’s mysteries. People can spend their whole life searching for the meaning of everything, and some of them find it in religion or in politics… but some of us, we aren’t meant to.” He smiled. “But it doesn’t matter, does it? Just as long as we have something that means something to us in the end. And, somehow, it makes not knowing everything bearable. A little, but enough.”

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draco: *aggressively tries not to think about hermione while smelling the amortentia potion*
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All of my memories keep you near
               In silent moments, imagine    y o u ’ d    b e    h e r e

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there’s a hole in my soul, can you fill it?

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We all know him to be a proud, unpleasant sort of man; but this would be nothing if you really liked him.

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"No, no, no, Theo, just hold on. Come on, mate. Tell us some shit jokes or something."

"A j-joke?" he whispered. "Here’s one: Th-there were three Slytherins…Three f-fucked up Slytherins. The first f-fell in love with…with the Gryffindor’s P-Princess and became g-good. The second fell in l-love with Ravenclaw’s An-Angel and became good, t-too. The third…the third did…n-nothing…b-but…but he tried…"

There was a prolonged moment of stillness and silence, and then Theo’s head lolled lifelessly to the side, hanging over Blaise’s arm. His hair fell across his forehead, partially shielding his open eyes as they stared at nothing. The only thing that seemed to move at all was the blood still dribbling down Theo’s chin, slithering down his throat before gathering in the hollow of his collarbone.

But the rest of Theo was completely still. Locked in time. Dead.

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well you take me to Nirvana
i don’t think this will last
but you’re here in my arms

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wasted potential

did you mean: dramione

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We almost happened

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O you whom I often and silently come (x)

happy (super late) birthday, viv

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