the fact that people are like “Coca Cola supports racial equality, I’m not going to be drinking Coca Cola anymore” and “Google supports gay rights I’m not going to use them anymore” like what next “the Earth provides Oxygen to ethnic minorities I’m going to stop breathing in protest”
I’m at the grocery store with my grandparents and my grandpa has wandered away and now my grandma is going up every isle yelling his name and im hiding behind a cookie display cuz i dont want anyone to know im with the crazy woman screaming dick at the top of her lungs
I hope he sees this
Make John Green find the thing.
JOHN GREEN LOOK IN HERE
this is why you’re not allowed in the car.
Jily: First kiss, for anon
They were fighting. It was over something stupid, the patrol schedules or something equally inconsequential, but neither one was letting up. In fact, Lily had been annoyed at James ever since she had heard from Dorcas Meadows that there was a rumour going about that James was dating Emily Harkness in the year below. Not that she should care, it wasn’t like they were together or anything but… They’d been talking recently. No, it was more than talking. They’d become unbelievably close - Lily wasn’t sure she had ever felt so close to anyone before… And then he had started dating someone else.
The redhead glared at the boy in front of her, suddenly sick of their petty argument “Fine, whatever, just go on back to your girlfriend.” She said in a sickly sweet voice, her gaze stony and unrelenting.
James’ expression however changed from angry to confused “What?” He asked, drawing his eyebrows together “What are you going on about Evans?”
“Oh come on, no need to pretend. Half the school knows about you and Emily,” Lily said, hating how she sounded jealous.
But she wasn’t. She couldn’t be. She didn’t even care about him, right? James halted again, his face utterly confused “You mean Emily Harkness?” He asked before letting out a scoff, running his hands over his face before straightening his glasses “I’m tutoring her. She needed help with Transfiguration so McGonagall volunteered me.”
That was when Lily felt a wave of embarrassment wash over her, her cheeks growing hot “Oh… Right. Well I just thought that-”
“You were jealous.” He cut in with a smirk, stepping closer to her
“I was not.” Lily tried to protest but her conviction died out when he was standing directly in front of her, their bodies barely a hairsbreadth away.
“Were too,” He mumbled and then suddenly his lips were on hers and Lily forgot what day it was.
She didn’t care that he was James Potter, she didn’t care that they still hadn’t finished the patrol schedule, she didn’t care that anyone could walk by and she didn’t care about the war - all she cared about was kissing him.
No but really. Seven years without a new Harry Potter book. It’s like going seven years without sex, only worse.
Fanfiction is equivalent to masturbation. But a new Harry Potter book would be SEX.
sometimes i’ll be sitting in class or out getting groceries and it will hit me that these two were younger than me when they fought in a war and died.