Looking a gift-pig in the mouth.
I don't know why I've developed the habit of purposely ignoring the possibility of doom and destruction, and instead choose to only see the potential for the good, warm and fuzzy. Saddling myself with the poster boy for Gryffindor probably hasn't helped, all things considered.
Ever since I dropped that sodding Time-Turner into Potter's grabby little hands, this insidious fear of the unknown has been choking my brain from the inside. However. The actual event was something of an anticlimax, if you will. We went. We watched. We left. I'm sure Potter was feeling all sorts of things on that platform, but all I felt was stifling heat under Potter's cloak, and the bones in my wrist grinding together each time Potter felt the need to express some wordless emotion by squeezing something violently.
His dad looked like a bit of an arse. His mum was ignoring him admirably. Black and Lupin continue to be obnoxiously like themselves. My wrist was nearly broken every time Pettigrew opened his mouth, and shame on his parents for never handling his orthodontic issues. Shame on everyone who dressed to suit the style of that decade, come to think of it. Patterned articles of clothing made of gold, orange and rust look good on no one. No one.
Ever since I dropped that sodding Time-Turner into Potter's grabby little hands, this insidious fear of the unknown has been choking my brain from the inside. However. The actual event was something of an anticlimax, if you will. We went. We watched. We left. I'm sure Potter was feeling all sorts of things on that platform, but all I felt was stifling heat under Potter's cloak, and the bones in my wrist grinding together each time Potter felt the need to express some wordless emotion by squeezing something violently.
His dad looked like a bit of an arse. His mum was ignoring him admirably. Black and Lupin continue to be obnoxiously like themselves. My wrist was nearly broken every time Pettigrew opened his mouth, and shame on his parents for never handling his orthodontic issues. Shame on everyone who dressed to suit the style of that decade, come to think of it. Patterned articles of clothing made of gold, orange and rust look good on no one. No one.