do you ever cry because a black haired little boy wandered into your life when you were a kid and made you believe in magic and now many years later he’s still there with you and you just know you will stay at his side always no matter what because he’s just so important
I sat here thinking “That’s a highly specific personal experience for 43k people to relate to” for way too long before figuring out what this post was about
While still alive they did divide Their favourites from the throng, Yet how to pick the worthy ones When they were dead and gone? ‘Twas Gryffindor who found the way, He whipped me off his head The founders put some brains in me So I could choose instead! Now slip me snug about your ears, I’ve never yet been wrong, I’ll have a look inside your mind And tell where you belong!
