Severus, please
Snape’s pale face, illuminated by the flaming cabin, was suffused with hatred just as it had been before he had cursed Dumbledore.
‘You dare use my own spells against me, Potter? It was I who invented them - I, the Half-Blood Prince!’
Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince (p.563)
Will always reblog anything with these two in it.
I love them..
Every day I get to use my “Emma” and “Alan” tags is a good fucking day.
This. To everything above me.
After such a rant, he finds it difficult to look her in the eye
Which is bright, amused, searching
Pitiless
But he has to try
A sip may help
When he notices, for the first time
The faint, faint nimbus of the lens
Circling the gold-shot azure of each eye
Well, of course. Oracle eyes, he used to call them
The harder you looked, the more sublime and unreadable they became.
(Screencaps via YouTube. Text via Christopher Reid’s “Song of Lunch” - no idea how it’s punctuated because I can’t find the full-text anywhere)
And added to the list of things I want to watch right now:
I mean, anytime those two want to do anything together, I’m game. But the fact that I found out about this and now I have to wait until Tuesday (probably Wednesday) before I can see it? It’s like torture.