↳the long game; “judging by the architecture, i’d say we’re around the year… two-hundred thousand? if you listen - engines. we’re on some sort of space station? yeah, definitely a space station. it’s a bit warm in here, they could turn the heating down. tell you what, let’s try that gate. come on.”
If there is one thing Voldemort cannot understand, it is love. He didn’t realize that love as powerful as your mother’s for you leaves it own mark. Not a scar, no visible sign … to have been loved so deeply, even though the person who loved us is gone, will give us some protection forever. It is in your very skin.
900 years of time and space, and I’ve never met anyone who wasn’t important.
There are two things you should know about me:
I’m still fat, and I’m still mad.