GOLDEN HEART.

a sound close to a growl passes through her lips.     his arrogance is what fuels her annoyance the most.     the smugness and thinking he is better than everyone else makes her want to physically chokes him.     ‘’  i can’t imagine anyone begging you for a thing, james.     it would take having something between those eyes . . .  ‘’     her wand goes from one of his eye to the other.     ‘’  -to have anyone wanting your help.  ‘’     her mouth almost falls open.     she knows he would say no such thing.     he has, to her, but she knows he wouldn’t say it to anyone else.     especially not james potter.     ‘’  and i would suggest a daily trip to the library and you might actually pass this year.  ‘’

i usually try to go over my followers as they come, if i'm online that day, but i'd say it's safe to wait around a week or so if you wanna be certain if i follow back or not. x

‘’  ugh,  how hard did you hit your head coming up with that idea?  ‘’

‘’  dean, don’t apologise.  ‘’     her hand reaches for his, fingers intertwine with his.     the other makes way for his cheek, making him look her in the eyes.     ‘’  do not ever feel sorry for missing him.     if anything, miss him more.     it’s good and healthy, and just a part of grieving.     what’s brought this on?  ‘’