So much delicious angst! I loved the way you painted Harry, it was as if he was the sun, you know? Shining all over Scorpius life. I loved the fantasy, I could almost felt it along with him, you know?
Nobody ever forgets their first love
I make my way upstairs quietly and pray my father is wrong.
That last bit did me in, God. I want to believe that's wrong, for Scorpius.
Nobody ever forgets their first love
I make my way upstairs quietly and pray my father is wrong.
That last bit did me in, God. I want to believe that's wrong, for Scorpius.