i'm sorry about the blood in your mouth.

you wear a mask for so long, you forget who you were beneath it. lily evans.

[love-personal]

[zoyanikolai]

@marauderseranetwork event ✧ mothers of the marauders era

—lily potter (née evans)

she had made her g’s the same way he did: he searched through the letter for every one of them, and each felt like a friendly little wave glimpsed from behind a veil. the letter was an incredible treasure, proof that lily potter had lived, really lived, that her warm hand had once moved across this parchment, tracing ink into these letters, these words, words about him, harry, her son.

[book-caps]

Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe