#warsired

​THE SUN WILL COME UP.   it has to,   it always has to.   even when it all feels like the clouds hang above,   constantly pouring down and shaking the grounds with the roaring thunder that threatens to split the earth and turn it all to rubble.   harry is too much like herself.   believing from such early on that love was impossible,   hard to achieve or be worthy enough of deserving it.   living in a damaged from a young age;   broken relentlessly,   a heart aching for a mother’s touch,   a father’s warm smile. she bends down to his level,   looking at the young boy with round frames perched on his face, her own features soft and welcoming,   glasses hanging round her neck.     “ you were born into a family that doesn’t always appreciate you. ”     agatha flashes through her head,   the hairs on the back of her neck rising.   old wounds close to reopening.     “ but one day,   things are going to be very different. ”     she keeps her sight focused on him,   a level of understanding as she reaches out to gently hold his arm.   “ even if that’s impossible to believe, harry. ”

This  sentence  resonated  similarly  to  a  compliment  associated  to  a  reproach.  Which  was  usually  the  case  once  he  was  involved,  in  one  way  or  another  :  someone  might  found  some  adorable  qualities  he  had  however  once  in  a  while  they  remembering  he  was  flawed  …  and  sighing  often  over  his  behavior.  Regardless  to  be  people  he  knew  since  a  short  moment  or  long-term  friends.  Sadly,  they  hanging  around  with  an  unreachable  boy;  pleasant  by  influence  of  his  presence  meanwhile  remaining  this  strange  mystery  not  let  someone  else  entering  into  protected  realm  of  his  mind.  Interest  pictured  within  his  eyes,  staying  compassionate,  not  insulted,  with  calmness  indifference.    ❝  —  what  kind  of  conclusion  did  you  made  then  ?    ❞  He  asked  gently,  amused  about  answers  he  might  receive.    ❝  You  see,  people  say  a  lot  concerning  my  own  case.  Some  of  them  are  right,  some  of  them  are  wrong.  Some  of  them  doesn’t  even  know  what  to  think.  This  is  a  much  deeper  subject  than  it  seems.  Though  …  it’s  a  consequence  to  be  expected.  Make  yourself  happy.    ❞

ok lowkey... i have not seen harry potter and I KNOW i need to but here i am,,, never doing it. anyway i can’t speak much to harry’s canon or anything but i adore the vibe of the blog and the way you write him, your writing is so fun to read and has such a cool vibe to it. it just flows and it’s so nice. i LOVE that you have a spotify playlist, i think playlists are so great and i give major props to anyone who can make playlists for their muses because i listen to like 3 songs and none ever fit my muses much. your carrd is super pretty i adore it. i simply can’t shut up about your writing i love it so much???