zellah007:

cheyeliner:

it is one in the morning and nothing in my life has ever been this important

Is this foodnun

justmargaret:

Seven years ago RIGHT NOW, I was finally escaping from a very poorly timed family wedding to my brother’s apartment in Seattle, where he read aloud to me, my dad, and my sister from the seventh and final Harry Potter book.

The whole day I’d been plagued by the knowledge that back at home I had a copy of Deathly Hallows—pre-ordered months before the wedding invitations had come out—waiting. Not to mention all the events and parties and releases I was missing/had missed.

But huddled together listening, experiencing the last book in the way I’d experienced the first six, was something I now realize I wouldn’t trade for anything.