Harry could feel Ron shaking. The echoing bang of the slammed cellar door had not died away before there was a terrible, drawn-out scream from directly above them. “HERMIONE!" Ron bellowed, and he started to writhe and struggle against the ropes tying them together, so that Harry staggered. "HERMIONE!" "Be quiet!" Harry said. "Shut up, Ron, we need to work out a way -" "HERMIONE! HERMIONE!" Hermione screamed again from overhead, and they could hear Bellatrix screaming too, but her words were inaudible, for Ron shouted again, "HERMIONE! HERMIONE!”. . Harry felt the ropes fall away and turned, rubbing his wrists, to see Ron running around the cellar, looking up at the low ceiling, searching for a trapdoor. Ron was now trying to disapparate without a wand. . Hermione’s screams echoed off the walls upstairs, Ron was half sobbing as he pounded the walls with his fists.

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"i don’t like garlic bread"image

I guess I kind of hate most things, but I never really seem to hate you.

to combine, is to create; to engineer, divine.

get to know me meme[2/5] favorite female characters: Johanna Mason

"I don’t care if you’re knocked up, I’ll rip your throat out."

“I still have to remind myself to brush my hair and look socially acceptable.”

“I grew up in a really conservative Catholic family in Detroit and I moved out of my community because it was completely small-minded and was not accepting of things I’m accepting of. […] I absolutely hated it and I knew that I would never fit in. That’s why my community was like “You’re selfish for being an actor and you should be doing things for God.” But it’s something I love and I’m an artist, and I just never really fit in with that.”

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