"He stopped on a picture of his parents' wedding day. There was his father waving up at him, beaming, the untidy black hair Harry had inherited standing up in all directions. There was his mother, alight with happiness, arm in arm with his dad."
"He stopped on a picture of his parents' wedding day. There was his father waving up at him, beaming, the untidy black hair Harry had inherited standing up in all directions. There was his mother, alight with happiness, arm in arm with his dad."
Guys one more til 100 follwers I know I haven't been on here long with this account , but I never expected to reach this
many follwers in a short amount of time .
Thanx for the follow! I’ve heard you like Jily… I have Marauders books on a separate account if you’d like to know it? If not, welcome to the gayest account I have!!!