She was a very pretty woman. She had dark red hair and her eyes – her eyes are just like mine, Harry thought, edging a little closer to the glass. Bright green – exactly the same shape, but then he noticed that she was crying; smiling, but crying at the same time. The tall, thin, black-haired man standing next to her put his arm around her. He wore glasses, and his hair was very untidy. It stuck up at the back, just like Harry’s did.
@pottersecretsanta present for @mistledoe ♡
JILYTOBER: — i’ve been hearing symphoniesi’ve been hearing symphonies
before all i heard was silence
a rhapsody for you and me
and every melody is timeless
jilytober – my soul will find yours
we loved with a love that was more than love
moodboards: james potter and lily evans
“she hated him!”
“nah, she didn’t”
