People seem to forget that she studied languages and the classics at uni.
#remus lupin #no you don’t understand #he’s in the hogwarts express for the first time in years #but now none of his friends are there #he’s alone #he never thought he would be alone on that place #everything on there just screams james #sirius and peter’s name #and also harry looks like james #he must be feeling so sad but so happy and nostalgic at the same time #and he smiles #bc there are so many memories #and even though everything went wrong at the end #the marauders will always be his brothers #and nothing could possibly change that #he’s back home #finally
But he understood at last what Dumbledore had been trying to tell him. It was, he thought, the difference between being dragged into the arena to face a battle to the death and walking into the arena with your head held high. Some people, perhaps, would say that there was little to choose between the two ways, but Dumbledore knew — and so do I, thought Harry, with a rush of fierce pride, and so did my parents — that there was all the difference in the world.
a moment of silence for all the kids on the hogwarts express who wanted to buy something off the trolley but couldn’t because some 11 year old bought literally everything
You may be the Chosen One, mate, but this is a whole lot bigger than that.