the weight of the world on her big brown eyes

dumbledore: nah

mcgonagall: also, maybe we should let parents know if we're gonna send students into the forest for detentions? remember when we sent potter in there and you-know-who tried to kill him?

dumbledore: nah

mcgonagall: well, maybe we should get permission from parents for extracurricular activities. dueling club last year resulted in potter being outed as a parsletongue, and everyone thought he was the heir of slytherin for most of the year

dumbledore: nah

mcgonagall: alright, well, potter wants to know if he can go to hogsmeade. the abusive muggles you saddled him with wouldn't sign his form

Arthur Darvill was the sweetest human being ever! I met him after seeing him in Treasure Island (National Theatre, London - GO SEE IT, the production is amazing and the set is just crazy). 

I finally got to tell him how much his version of “Falling Slowly” means to me and how I cry every time because yeah, it’s beyond words. He kindly accepted to sign the play’s program and then take a picture - and when I told him that my hair looked terrible he laughed and said “well, no, my hair is terrible, don’t worry!” 

Basically I spent five minutes telling him that I think he’s a great actor/singer while he kept thanking me for my compliments. Also, he asked my name and where I was from - nice one from him, it’s cool when they do that.