Nice face, Potter

A princess is never sure who her true friend is. Today, I am sure.

Or perhaps in Slytherin, You’ll make your real friends, These cunning folks use any means To achieve their ends.

So I’m not the best artist but I decided to show yoi some of my Scorlily sketches!

[ you're looking out for me you got my back ]

                                                   INDEPENDENT LILY LUNA POTTER                                                               PRIVATE & SELECTIVE                                                              PENNED BY AGUSTINA

She’s the tear in my heart I’m on fire.

her eye’s shone like the sun ; narcissa x lily

moodboard: stars (for @letowolfie)

Autumn seemed to arrive suddenly that year. The morning of the first of September was crisp as an apple, and as the little family bobbed across the rumbling road toward the great sooty station, the fumes of car exhausts and the breath of pedestrians sparkled like cobwebs in the cold air. Two large cages tattled on top of the laden trolleys the parents were pushing; the owls inside them hooted indignantly, and the redheaded girl trailed fearfully behind her brothers, clutching her father’s arm.