rip lily evans you would’ve hated colleen hoover
Lily comforting James on Fleamont’s funeral.
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“He never gave me the Invisibility Cloak, I basically stole it. Now I wish I hadn’t, then it would mean so much more now that he’s gone. I guess I feel a bit guilty I never told him.” “I’m quite sure he knew the son he had…”
Lily and Fleamont would always exchange a good laugh, even before officially becoming family.
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“The charm that boy has… I have no idea where it comes from.” “He says you taught him all the moves.” “Ha! Enjoy the dinner, Miss Evans.”
Fanfic writers be like: goddamnit, this idea is so fucking sad it’s making me cry just thinking about it. Let me write it down so I can inflict it on others.
”he is like a sweet girl backstage…”
also harry is brilliant in the scene where drunk tom waits for patrick, telling him he never only wanted to paint him in the first place and crying. there’s rawness and openness and vulnerability in the way he portrays tom’s turmoil, the way he’s so scared of himself, of who he is and of what he wants but precisely that he wants anyway, the pain of facing himself and the desire to turn away and keep up the silence, the thunder raging inside of him overflowing to the surface, ‘frightening’ like turner’s painting, it’s beautifully devastatingly and absolutely believably done
Baby Harry laughing without any reason, just to light up your day, night, evening, just like he did with James and Lily.
and a little message from myself, if you wish to read it: Wherever you are, I hope you know that you matter, and that you are loved. And if you don’t believe it, all I can give now is little Harry - he will never judge or be angry at you <3
After their first kiss.
“Oh, I was forgetting my book.” “Yeah, I wouldn’t want to lose books right now. With NEWTs and all.” “Exactly. There.” “Great. I hope you’re not forgetting something else.” “I think it was just the book.” “Evans. Why did you kiss me yesterday?” “I don’t know.”
when he found out her favorite position
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