1st September the Hogwarts Express leaves London at precisely eleven o’clock in the morning, and arrives at Hogsmeade Station sometime after nightfall.
"you’ve dropped some fairly ridiculous lies on me, and yet… i still feel like i can trust you."
“Look at me, America.”
I blinked a few times and pulled my gazeup to his eyes. Through the pain, he smiled at me.
“Break my heart. Break it a thousand times if you like. It was only ever yours to break anyway.”
“Shhh,” I urged.
“I’ll love you until my very last breath. Every beat of my heart is yours. I don’t want to die without you knowing that.”
America and Maxon
I look around at us and you know what I see? Losers… I mean like, folks who have lost stuff.